Yunikon wasn't the leader. None of them were leaders they had just banded together for safety's sake. The three females and one young male had decided to travel together as a pack of sorts. The three females of the group had banded together when they were much younger than they were now, not having any family to speak of all three had found a common link and so they had banded together. It wasn't until they were all adults that they found the male pup. He had been lost and alone, a pup not old enough to survive and they had adopted him. He was like their son.She was the largest of the three females and for some reason she was also the most level headed, while she considered her two female friends as her younger sisters sometimes they made her sigh. They could be very silly. Still she knew she wouldn't change them for the world they were her family. They had made a kill this day as the sun rose and while her siblings, and their adopted son, ate she sat comfortably and watched the horizon. The day was going to be beautiful.
Jeslyn lifted her head from the meal she had been savouring and looked at her oldest 'sister' she laughed gently, the pale wild dog always insisted on overlooking their meal, always eating last, always on alert. Licking her lips she pads over to the other female and nudges her gently. "Your turn I'll keep watch." She stretches out and lays down upon the rock her sibling had been watching from carefully cleaning her paws.
Rosacae looked up briefly from her meal and licked her lips before returning back to the food. While her other two siblings were careful, even Jeslyn was careful in her own way, she liked to be the fun one. She had been born in a high cold place and had inherited the beautiful fur that she wore around her neck. Having been born so high up though she had gotten used, at a young age, to eating. Where it was cold you had to eat so you didn't die. That hadn't faded away when she had decended to the savannah after her mother died, this meant, that of the three female she was on the chubby side. A smile at Ynikon told her she wasn't done yet and her nose returned to the meal before she could be asked to join Jeslyn in the watch.
Nordmannania didn't remember his real parents. He didn't remember much from before Yunikon had found him, before the three 'sisters' had adopted him and named him theirs. He loved all three of them. Yuni, she was his stern mother, she had protected him from he evils of the world and taught him to hunt, she wa s the protector of the little travelling pack, Jeslyn was beautiful, and her beauty kept him clean and tidy and looking handsome. She was his laid back aunt, she was gentle and kind but wasn't much in to child rearing, it wasn't until he reached adolescence that she taught him lots of things about staying handsome. His third aunt, Rosa, she was super good fun, she loved to play with hima nd they would have madcap half hours where they would just race around. Despite her extra weight she could run around like a cheetah. He loved all three of them and they had raised him right. When Yuni came to the beast they had killed together he licked his mothers cheek and moved to sit by Jeslyn to be cleaned and to help keep watch while the others finished eating. They called him Nord and he belonged with them.nessiaing
