Returning of the pack

[Somebody]

Xerujar sits back on his haunches and thinks, "Well as long as there is no ill intent I suppose we got ourself a pack here. Lets try to make this a good home." he said before shifting his weight looking at the newcomer, eyeing her over. "Welcome new one, I guess at this point my forest has become a tourist attraction"

[Vixin Grimstone]

walks over to Xerujar
"thats very sweet of you." gives a small lick on the muzzle trots in front of him and lays some where

[Dr. Strange]

Name: White Moon
D.O.B: 5-27-93
Pack Status: Alpha (Moon Tribe)
Background: Known to her pack only as White Moon, Samantha is a fifteen year old wolf with more experience than she'd like. Her new name came from that of the crescent scar on her forehead from a brush with a raging pirate aboard her birthplace: a ship bound for Alaska and the Yukon. She has been alive longer than her former mates, the last of her kind. (as far as she knows) Her eyes are cold, emeralds burning through a black face with red slashes through each eye. Her fur ripples to a pretty purple color on the tip of her tail and the bottoms of her paws. She doesn't remember anything but for being left in the snow with her team of dogs running the sled into the ice.


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White Moon sat on her tail and pointed her nose to the moon, howling with all her being. Her pack, including several louts, joined one after the other. Their song echoed through the Yukon to all the humans below them. Her eyes burned brightly. speckled Muzzle, her Beta, approached after they were finished, bowing his head. His mouth was pulled into a grim smile.

{Yes, what is it?} She asked, paws sinking into the snow.

{Milady, they come for us, hunters from the village. Brownfur stole a dog and someone saw her.} The white wolf replied, tongue lolling out.

{Bring her to me, I will handle this... Has Aeric returned?}

{Aeric?}

She growled, cursing softly. {Greatscar, forgive me.}

{Not yet.} His fur bristled as a shot rang out less than ten miles from them. {Brownfur is returning. I will send her.}

{Grey Scout, don't get caught this time. We can't afford you being captured.} White Moon ordered, turning to stare at the moon, nose pointed to the sky.

{Yes, milady.} The old wolf replied, standing and trotting down the mountain to issue her commands throughout the pack.

The fur on White Moon's back would lay flat for a few seconds as she scented the air then bristle and stand at attention until she forced it to lie once more. There was another shot, less than five miles from them. Her eyes narrowed.

[PhantomStone]

trowa looked at the wolf "i'm sorry, i was wondering if you had seen a pack near here, the silver fang pack, lead by a dark wolf with silver fangs and claws" she asked discribing her brother as best she could "that was my pack before i got seperated from them in the last snow storm"

[Somebody]

Xeru smiled from the lick and tugs her tail playfully as she walked past him. While watching her lay down his gaze turned to the newcomer. "Haven't seen any packs come through her, until everybody started showing up I hadn't seen another wolf for months. If they had been through here its not likely they were travel this way, less game." he said trying to be helpful despite not having any real information.

[PhantomStone]

"oh" trowa's ears drooped. she missed having a pack, with the winter it wouldn't be safe to travel much longer, it would be too hard to hunt while looking for her ghost pack

[Vixin Grimstone]

rolls on back as  Xeru graped her tail.
"i think thtas m....my sis?"
my paw graps Xeru muzzle playfuly

[Dr. Strange]

(anything in brackets { } is translated from their wolfen language.)


A wolf with sandy fur came racing up, bowing quickly as she stopped a few inches from White Moon. "I apologize for my disruptions, milady. I was only trying to fed my cubs. You know how hard it is to feed anyone now that these humans are invading us..."

White Moon nodded. {You are justified, only in that fact. Anything else you steal, I will punish as I see fit.} She barked, dismissing her and leaping off the top of the mountain. Landing a few meters down, she followed the scent of other wolves, howling as she reached them.

{My name is White Moon. Who are you?} She asked, addressing Vixin and Xeru.

[Vixin Grimstone]

"names vixin, don't mind me but do i kno you?" still rolled over

[___]

Mina is backpaddling as she smells many new wolves. She spots at least 3-5 wolves and wonders if they'd all fit inside the den... She gets out of the water, shakes off, and moves inside of the den to get some sleep before morning comes...

[Vixin Grimstone]

grabs Xerujar muzzle and puts it up to mine. i look at him then lick his nose

[Somebody]

Xerujar's eyes widen for a second then he smiles and looked into her eyes and licks her across the muzzle, then nuzzles her gently showing affection. "Your even more beautiful upclose." he said softly as he licked her again. Part of him wanted to remain calm but the rest of him wanted to cuddle. Finally pulling himself away she smiled and helped her up.

[Vixin Grimstone]

stubbles abit as i get up

 :">

[Somebody]

Xeru turns to the newcomers, "I'm Xerujar, pleasure to meet you white moon" he said to the new wolf with sandy fur  "Your welcome to stay as well. However I claim the northeast den as my own territory so please be respectful of that." he said as he looked around the bunch. He was amazed at how fast they had assembled.

[Vixin Grimstone]

i go to the back of the den and lay down(g2g)