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Post by silverpelt12 on Sept 2, 2008 21:13:56 GMT -5
The day blazed on in an undaunting attempt to burn. She felt like she would melt into a puddle of an alphess. Lirenia's silver body appered at the high rock as she let out a fierce howl to summon her pack. She looked down, her blue eyes knew much had to be done, she needed to make a proxy and abeta, aswell as give the privallage of neophyteage to a pup.
Bree raced from the Dusk Dens, her esilver eyes wide as she whipped her head around , then puzzled looked at Lirenia, it must have been time for her to name a proxy and a beta.
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Post by Sheera on Sept 2, 2008 22:36:56 GMT -5
Adrian sat outside his den, his eyes swollen, and bloodshot from caring for the wounded. Blood stained his paws and muzzle, blood from the wolves that he had been healing. He was a sickening sight at the moment; overworked, and without sleep. Even with the help fo Lilly Pad, they both had paws and mouthfuls, he hadn't gotten any sleep, but you can be sure he made Lilly Pad go to sleep, he'd rather him suffer than anyone else. He was a wolf still considered young, but healing and experiances had made his wise, and he was as wise as though he had been living for years more than he had.
He was curing so many, and one in particular struck his attention. It was Seraphina, an odd wolf... not odd as in strange, but he had never met her, she had just arrived battling for the Sheerans. She looked so... familair but he didn't know how. She was battered pretty hard from the battle; neck deeply dug into, three ribs broken, a sprained paw, but other than that she was fine. True, that is quite alot, but she was quite stable, though she is unable to talk, and she is still unconsious; she is at a point where her bleeding has slowed, and her breathing is normal.
The femora lay tattered in the nest, neck covered in pulps and different kinds of herbs and objects to keep the blood flow slow. Her paw was wrapped in a cloth-like pant, some kind of thick leaf that worked as a makeshift splint. Her ivory body was clean, though around her neck was pretty badly stained; it would take alot to expunge those wounds. She was quite aloof from the others, alone in her own corner with only one other close by. She looked like her mother, broken and fallen only to rise again the next dusk.
Kami trotted to the meeting her blue-gray eyes dancing with bright fire, her leg covered in the natural cloth that seemed to always covered her lower, front leg. She had a nick on her muzzle, and three claws marks across her right side. The young proeliater stared happily around the clearing; she was like that, to be happy in a crisis. She had decided early on in life that if your panicked or somber-like in the middle of a crisis, it either does nothing or it worsens the situations, this is why she chooses to act natural, happy, and perky during situations like these. She sat in an area more towards the alphess, she smiled kindly to Lirenia, and waited for the others to join her.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Sept 3, 2008 6:26:23 GMT -5
Solaris approached the gathering of wolves with slow, almost cautious steps ;; whether it was his injured leg or his own conscious that kept him moving so, who knew? Natalia, his sister, was not far behind him. The two sat with their pack, awaiting Lirenia's announcements.
Meg joined the crowd, but moved even slower than Solaris. Thanks to a narrow escape aided by some of the warriors, she was still alive right now. Her slow steps were haunted, frightened ones. She was not yet prepared for battles this intense ;; Reason really hadn't taught her battle training yet.
Luma came to meet with the other wolves of her pack, small, streamlined form weaving in between dilapidated bodies until she found a good place to sit for the ceremonies and other things Lirenia would speak of. She watched her alphess with an emotionless stare. In her childhood in the mountains, she had seen many, many hardships, and had lived plenty herself. However, she had never seen anything like what had entered the clearing the previous night.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Sept 3, 2008 17:11:55 GMT -5
The alphess looked upon the group that had come around,. her own blood was caked on a small part of her head, and her fur was still missing from a slit on her leg. Both had stopped bleeding and she wasn't dead yet! But she looked down and barked, "I have found that it was delayed long enough, I would like to announce our new proxy and beta. OUr new proxy is Milo, our new beta is to be Pyre." she looked along the group for Terralisa, "Terralisa, it is long past time that you become a neophyte, please approch the High Stone." she howled to the pup.
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Post by Destiny on Sept 4, 2008 16:49:58 GMT -5
Pyre, the poor soul, nearly jumped with excitement as he was announced as beta of the pack. Only for Zethro grounding him with a look that said Calm down buddy, before she changes her mind.. A quick nod to his best friend, the wolf who almost always seemed to be at his side. You'd nearly say there was a rope tied from one front paw to the other, and if they strayed to far, they'd be forced to come back towards their 'brother' as they sometimes called each other. Pyre was nothing amazing, in truth. A medium sized wolf, somewhat muscled, just enough. Pelt of browns, grays, and such, a few hints of white here and there. Bright eyes, of course, but that was merely from excitement and such. Zethro gave his close friend a little nudge, with nearly tumbled the smaller wolf over, and 'snickered' quietly in amusement. On the bright side, Zethro was a gossip, and a logical, grounded fellow at times. He'd be helpful to Pyre, and always back up his buddy in an arguement. Pyre sent a grin in the direction of alphess, and tail wagged quite a bit behind figure.
Selia and Tiah were, of course, sitting in front of Zethro. Without their adoptive mother Mist, and with no known father or family members, the two little pups were all alone. They'd be treating the larger white wolf as if he was their 'uncle' or something since Mist died, and had been tagging along behind him and Pyre a lot. The two brutes, and the two young neophytes, made a cute little 'family' it seemed. More like a group of close knit friends, who needed each other for support.
Yoru lurked in the shadows, as usual. She'd probably leave here again soon. Find her family members. Little did she know that Selia and Tiah were her half-sisters. That Belle was still alive, that Thite and Serra were dead.
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Post by wandering on Sept 5, 2008 4:20:57 GMT -5
Talisman padded out of the shadows, keeping her head low, as she did not really know anybody around here. She sat behind the other pack members, becoming very interested in her paws, and a small spider scuttling across the floor. She sighed and looked up, seeing wolves sitting in groups, laughing and having a good time. Hmmph, look at me, Tali thought, what a loner, they're probably thinking. She yawned softly and pawed at the ground, waiting for somebody to say something, do something, anything.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Sept 9, 2008 6:34:00 GMT -5
Terralisa approached the stone, the age of a eight moons, but the death of her father slowing her down and the carnage her pack had been suddenly thrust into slowing things down even farther. A stony glare of challenge met Lirenia's gaze.
Terralisa had been taken care of, comforted in her time of loss, but she knew that her packmates couldn't quite forget that she was also part of a Yozoran bloodline.
I'm not half of anything! I'm one hundred percent Sheeran! No wolf will doubt me ever; not that they do much now, but once I'm out training....forget those freaking Yozorans. It's not like my so-called mother stuck around much, anyway. Forget them.
Solaris' eyes widened with surprise;; Pyre's uncertainties about Lirenia as an alphess hadn't exactly been silent....or was that Zethro? And which one had been settled just to leave it be? He couldn't tell the difference between the two... XD
Well, if Lirenia thinks so.....and apparently Pyre's gotten over whatever distaste he held before.
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Post by requiscatinpace on Sept 9, 2008 18:08:59 GMT -5
(( First post here :3 Yay! ))
Zeitu looked up from the spot he had just nestled himself into, his shining coat an envious clean that gave him a strange, weak, look against his more bloodied peers. He sighed quietly, putting his head back down. Simply the same depressing story... nothing good ever happened in this forest. He stared silently out toward the hazy mountains in the distance with his good eye... wishing that maybe a better place lay beyond. He turned his head slightly to put the alphess back in his line of sight, since she was on his left side and therefore invisible to him untill he did so. The scar across his eye was a deeper red than usual, meaning more blood was flowing underneath in stress.
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Post by nighty! on Sept 9, 2008 18:48:49 GMT -5
Fang was somehow not tired at all and he was a bit surpried. Right now even if a meeting was going on, he'd be sleeping. If someone told him to get up, he'd be sleeping. And even if his tail was on fire.... he be sleeping. Well- maybe not. The brute just looked at the new beta and proxy. Then he walked toward Tailsman and layyed down next to her. |
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Post by wandering on Sept 11, 2008 12:47:22 GMT -5
Talisman smiled when she saw Fang and she woofed happily and quietly, before lowering her head so it was between her paws, and she looked up at her Alphaess, eyes shining with respect and admiration. She felt a little better now that somebody she knew was with her.
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- New Moon, Shadow Walker
