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Post by Angel on Jan 19, 2017 23:04:58 GMT -7
Without hesitation after permision from the Aldiren wolf, Calla, she sank her teeth into the deer corpse belly. Going for the soft parts and where most of the meat was, her mouth filled the ravenous taste of blood and meat her tail begins to wag happily. As she ate she whimpers in happiness not remembering the last time she had a good filling meal. Her muzzle stains with blood all the way up to her eyes, she remembers to share and leaves the heart and liver for the Aldiren knowing only pack leaders eat those organs.
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Post by Silver on Jan 20, 2017 6:27:53 GMT -7
Silver still sat back as the two wolves eat the small deer. She was hungry but she knew the deer was not enough to feed both herself and her alpha and the new wolf. If she had to Silver would go out hunting again and try to find a bigger prey. Finding the deer was just lucky. It was young so it must of strayed from its mother, a big mistake on the deers part. Addressed: Calla Angel
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Post by Sorrel on Jan 21, 2017 18:35:08 GMT -7
When it came to new faces, Kitchi wasn't exactly the nicest creature around to talk to them either. Thanks to the constant paranoia and the anxiety that ravaged his body, this meant that he didn't trust those that were suddenly in the pack either. Especially with the threat that they were currently dealing with. How many have their packmates have been victims to the pack that lived not too far away in general. Not all of them could tell, but they were obviously still a threat no matter what they did to them. They had a lot more wolves than they currently did. It made the Demask think if some of their own kind went and joined the enemy pack just as a hope that they wouldn't get injured. In his mind, Kitchi didn't tolerate anything like that and would gladly dish out punishment if that wolf came back and try to be accepted again. Kitchi had been pacing around the border of a certain area of the territory, thinking that he had caught the scent of the creatures that had been doing this to them. It was obvious at this point that he was high strung on something. The male lashed his grey and russet hued tail before letting a low huff from his jaws. He knew where Calla and Silver were, and so decided to go meet up with the two females. There was only one other male in the pack, and he wondered where they had gone off too. He tried not to think about it to much. His massive paws crunched into the snow, making use of the large size like snow-shoes. His golden optics soon came upon the lightly hued females, but there was another mixture of a scent that was with them as well. This immediately meant that the hackles around the back of his neck rose with hostility as he looked beyond silver to see Angel. Eating a carcass in front of Calla. Who was she? She almost seemed to have the same pelt color as him, but it was more orange than the mixtures of his own. His gaze narrows toward her as he pads his way over, slightly taller than the females that are in the pack. Thanks to his species of course, it means that he is also heavier than all of them. Although thanks to the lack of food recently, it means that he isn't at his complete weight right now. It's still good enough to take down opponents. "Who are you?" Kitchi demands, his tail rising in height in a dominant stance. When it came to newcomers, he required respect for those around him. No questions asks. Of course if he was addressed by Calla he would be in a more submissive state but this time he was questioning the strange wolf. If she insisted of not being submissive toward him, then Kitchi would feel no need to hold back and would back on top of her and force her into submission. What would she choose though? Would she risk pissing him off when he already looks like he's in a bad mood? Maybe. Wolves do anything when they are desperate. 533 words || If you have what it takes, prove it || Angel Silver @calla
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Post by Calla on Jan 21, 2017 20:02:39 GMT -7
Calla ate her fill before she raised her head, licking blood from her lips. Within the scent of blood, a males scent entered her nostrils. Calla glanced aside and saw the multi-colored male approach the Angel with a dominant stature. Offended, calla raised her own tail and exposed tge tips of her fangs in warning. Kitchi knew he would be stepping boundaries. She wondered why he felt bold now. Calla approached tge two with a warning look at kitchi. "She is the new Zaron leader." She informed the male. "No enemies here, my friend." She lowered her tail, disbanning. She expexpected him to do the same. Calla understood his manner nowadays, but uncertainty in her ranks would only make their survival that much more difficult if they didn't have trust. She would give interest in a different matter. "Find anything at the borders?" She asked. Sorrel, Angel, Silver
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Post by Kitchi on Jan 21, 2017 20:30:33 GMT -7
There were too many factors to take into consideration with the Eurasian wolf. There was always an entire possibility that this creature could be a spy just to get information out of them and actually see how small they were compared to others. The large male wasn't going to take that chance if he could have it. After all this place was family and he would defend it with his life even if he wasn't born here. Everyone here had earned his respect for the ranks that they held and he knew that they were more than capable of holding thos positions. Of course he was going to be dominant toward the creature in front of him as it was a strange wolf that seemed to just be welcomed into the territory with little questioning. What did he know though when he hadn't arrived to hear the entire conversation in the first place. A growl was beginning to develop in the Demask's jaws until he noticed that Calla was looking at him. He automatically realized his mistake, and his ears immediately pinned against his cranium as he lowered his tail, and tucked it underneath him as he began to back of. Even if he was larger than the female, she could still be more dominant than him if she wanted to be. However, just because he was being submissive to the female, doesn't mean he is anything but weak. He just knows his place. This doesn't stop Kitchi from shooting a glare toward Angel, not trusting her in the slightest. Kitchi kept his head lowered, speaking more with body language than words as he shows his apology toward Calla for acting out on his own actions. Once Calla began to start speaking though, Kitchi moved himself in a neutral body position, standing with his tail swaying behind him as he looks at Calla. Wait. She's one of them right now? Did they know them? And a lead rank? It shouldn't matter toward the Demask since he was still a higher rank than her, it was the trust that he was having a hard time dealing with. "My apologies Calla. I scented an unfamiliar wolf and reacted accordingly." Kitchi explained himself, talking in a respectable matter toward her. However, Kitchi doesn't apologize toward the orange hued female, only to his leader. Then Calla addressed him, and he stood tall as he began to give his report. "Sadly there were no marks on the edge of the territory I was exploring. There were some scuffs, but they didn't seem to try and go further into the territory.They seem to have gone quiet today for some reason." Kitchi states. Of course he has his theories as to why they are doing that. The only thing he can imagine is that they are planning something, and that something couldn't possibly be good for them. 483 words || If you have what it takes, prove it || @calla Angel
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Post by Angel on Jan 21, 2017 20:43:04 GMT -7
She rises from the meal racking her tongue across her lips licking the blood from her mouth. She turns facing the dominant male wolf becoming submissive in an instance sensing he is in no mood for a stranger to back talk him even though she was determined to show how brave and loyal to her new pack, though she didn't. She curls her tail between her legs flattening her ears crotching low to the ground, "I'm...." She sighs in relief seeing Calla come and resolve the problem and calm the situation.
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Post by Kitchi on Jan 22, 2017 0:54:32 GMT -7
Maybe he had been a little bit too strict on the youngster. No. The female was going to have to learn about these lands and make sure to figure out exactly why he had done that in the first place. Was he going to teach her exactly what was going on in this place? Probably, after all it was his job to look after the ranks that were just below him right now and he treated his job incredibly seriously when it all came down to it. He watched the female become immediately submissive toward him, and that was a good way to show a good first impression toward the other. However, he wasn't able to get the females name, just the fact that she was part of the pack now and that was it. "What's your name?" Kitchi questioned, but instead of growling like before, he spoke in a calm and leveled tone, obviously not wanting to interrogate her at this time. He flicked the grey tip of his tail and sat himself down and let his russet paws sink into the snow this way as well. "You should be glad that Calla accepted you. If not our neighbors probably would have gotten you if you don't know know already." Just because the orange hued wolf was accept doesn't mean that is the end of everything. Far from it actually, as if she wanted to keep that rank it meant that she was going to have to uphold it. It wasn't something just to be treated like an everyday event. Serving Calla should be a pleasure since she had established this place for them to consider their home. 268 words || If you have what it takes, prove it || Angel @calla
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Post by Calla on Jan 22, 2017 8:19:34 GMT -7
Calla watched her strong male demask submit by her words. Calla held absolute power within her pack, at least until Grimthorne had returned. The female wanted to gain her numbers quickly. She didn't think of the aftermath of her actions. Before, she didn't think he would seek her out instead of just going into the Catacombs instead. Calla needed to shrug it off. With only one male to truly protect the three of them, she needed to be patient. Calla noted Kitchis' report about his border patrol. They ought to retreat to the den if things were unusually quiet. Home meant safe, safe for her pack she treasured so dearly. She listened to Kitchi as he asked her a few questions. Calla thought he ought to wait until she was at her full strength, but Kitchi had a point. As she listened, Calla wondered if Kitchi border report and her nightmare were related somehow. It gave her shivers thinking about it. She looked at Silver who kept quiet the whole interaction. Was there reason to suspect her too? Calla was having a hard time remembering what the encounter for Silver and Kitchi had been like. For that matter, Calla couldn't remember her interactions either.
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Post by Angel on Jan 22, 2017 8:22:46 GMT -7
Wanting to just up and pad away though she didn't, she stayed and listened to the higher ranks trying to understand them. She watched the he wolf talk to Calla then turn his attention onto herself. He analyzed him, body language and all, his pelt almost the same as hers. Her ears pricked up noticing the change in his voice, she responds back in the same leveled tone. "My name is Angel." Her head tilts noticing the word "neighbors" come from his mouth, not understanding though she didn't see or smell any "neighbors" while traveling through the lands before coming into Calla's. "It is a great honor to be in this pack and to serve the Aldiren, Calla. I never knew about the neighbors." Kitchi
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Post by Silver on Jan 22, 2017 11:13:02 GMT -7
Silver growled lowly as she heard the male say neighbor's. She wanted nothing more then to rip those other wolves apart. She watched Calla as she listened to the wolves speak. She too did not fully trust Angel yet as well. Addressed: Calla Kitchi Angel
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Post by Kitchi on Jan 22, 2017 21:45:09 GMT -7
Kitchi knows that numbers just aren't everything. If they take in too many weak wolves, it would just mean that they would be killed much faster. The brute had yet to meet Grimthorne, and actually wonders where the other male was. Kitchi has the urge to challenge the other since he wasn't even around right now, but if he came back and actually had reports to tell where he had been. He should have trust in the other Aldiren was doing the right thing. It wasn't uncommon for wolves coming from their side to go to the other side without thinking about the consequences about it. Kitchi trusted those that were already in the pack before he joined, because it means that they get the situation that is happening around them at this point in time. His golden optics turn to look toward Calla, noticing a strange look that was plastered across her face. What was the emotion that he was seeing? Was there something worrying her? He could tell a little bit about her body language, but she didn't state anything toward him again after his actions just a moment ago. "Are you okay Calla? You look troubled." Kitchi questions, but of course there is nothing but respect in his voice as he speaks. The black tip of his tail twitching as he speaks to the leader. He knows that he can easily get punished, and with his instincts it would probably be hard to fight against Calla even if he was bigger in general. His attention then turned toward Angel as she spoke her name. Interesting. He wondered if that name really did fit the female. At least she was smart enough when to talk and when not to talk. "Kitchi." The Demask introduces himself with a curt voice, not bothering to say anything else about himself. By the way his body language was, it was obvious that he was going to be high ranking in this pack. One of his audits did flick though when he heard that the other didn't know about their neighbors. Maybe he should use a different name for them, it would be a lot more fitting this way. Kitchi did nod his head in approval when she said that she was honored to be here. "Yes well, if you meet any one of our neighbors, there is a chance you can be killed if you aren't strong enough. Keep wary where you step here, as only the middle of the territory could be considered truly safe." Kitchi warned the other, and he was honestly giving advice. He would probably end up getting upset if Angel did end up dying on their territory. But if she died because of her own actions, then she just wasn't fit enough to be in this kind of environment. Hearing a growl coming from not too far next to him, Kitchi couldn't help but growl with the female his tail lashing in the snow as he knew what their neighbors are capable of. He would gladly show those bastards what they were capable of and have them submit to their power. When he growled though, he wasn't growling toward Angel, he was just growling in general at the mention of them. 000 words || If you have what it takes, prove it || @calla Silver Angel
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Post by Angel on Jan 22, 2017 23:26:18 GMT -7
She could tell her presence here in this pack was unwelcomed by some of her new packmates especially the higher ranks. The level of their trust was high standard like loyalty, though it didnt matter to her. If the Aldiren trusted her to be part of her pack then she too is worthy of earning the others trust, it might take a while but it didnt matter to her. Hearing him speak his name, relieved her senses giving her the thought he trusted her enough to know his name. She listened carefully his words speaking great advise to her about their neighbors, she nods in understanding know knowing their level of danger. She turns hearing him growl staring off into the distnace, in response she growls with him not at him not wanting to get into trouble. She glances at him often wanting to ask him about their neighbors about everything so she could be prepared and what she is up against but she bevomes timid not knowing how to ask him without offending him or making it seem like she's being nosy. Kitchi
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Post by Silver on Jan 23, 2017 5:35:07 GMT -7
Silvers ears turned as she heard the male growl. She began to smirk as she too knew why he was growling when she started to growl. She watch Calla next to her and wandered about the look on her face as well. "Calla I am going to go and find a cow elk to hunt for the pack since we seem to be growing in numbers." She said as she looked at her Alpha. Addressed: Calla Kitchi
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Post by Calla on Jan 23, 2017 8:59:17 GMT -7
Calla's manner had betrayed her and as usual, showed to her packmates. She shook her head, smiling assuring the other two it was nothing they needed to concern about. The Aldiren flicked her ears, recognizing the numbness of her toes from the snow. It looked like ink, white and black, pen and paper. The female heard Angel inquire about the pack that had been taunting them since Calla had claimed their territory in early spring. Kitchi was kind enough to warn the Zaron Leader to watch her step. Calla didn't know the pack she ordered to keep bay at her borders. She only saw their corpses when Kitchi or Grimthorne repoted and brought her to the border as proof that they were not alone. Silver had been quiet a while and when she inquired about another hunt, Calla shook her head. "Not alone. Take Kitchi with you.." she said, glancing at the male. She didn't anyone going alone anywhere. "The rest of us will wait here." She much preferred the warmth of her den right now. Alas...
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Post by Silver on Jan 23, 2017 15:26:43 GMT -7
She nodded her head and looked to Kitchi waiting for him to get up and come along with her so they may begin the search for the elk herds. Her ears forward she looked back at Kitchi waiting. Addressed: Kitchi
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