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Vindaria
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Vinda snorted at his words, glancing up before turning back to her scratches, so minor compared to his wounds. Again her stomach suddenly grumbled, and she lifted her head, glancing over to the deer. Then she almost rolled her eyes at herself. Goodness, when had she felt as if she couldn't leave Scar's side for a moment? He was busy eating, and she was 100% free to go get food for herself. Just because she was taking care of him, she didn't need to starve herself! Getting to her paws she paused "I'm just going to go grab some food too" she said swiftly. |
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Scarred Thorn Alpha Male Scar's ears swiveled as he literally heard Vinda's stomach rumble. Of course she was hungry. She had been busy glued to his side. Well, Okay, she had been busy helping him- to put it nicely. "By all means." He said drily as she spoke, finishing the leg. He wanted to stand immediately, but he knew it would make Vinda less likely to leave again. Of course he enjoyed her company, but he didnt need to be supervised 24/7. He was a grown wolf, as he had said, and he had gotten hurt before. This was no different. |
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Vindaria
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Vinda looked at him suspiciously at his tone, then gave a slight smile and a nod, turning firmly and trotting off... although her thoughts were still on him. If he got up while she was gone.... she gave a fierce snort to herself. Reaching the deer, she pulled off another leg and dragged it a ways off to a shady spot, preferring to eat more alone, as she had for the past week. Swiftly she dug into the meat, her jaws moving swiftly to tear it off the bone. |
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frostbite walked to the river looking at the water she zoned in she felt hot air on her head no it was the breath of a animal a buffalo she yelped and ran sideways a big brown buffalo looked at her she looked at it scared out of her pelt |
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Scarred Thorn Alpha Male Scar lifted his head slightly to glance at where Vindaria was, his ears shooting forward as he heard a yelp. he had the grace to glance at Vinda's apologetically before hauling himself up and quickly limping out. What he found was surprising and a little funny. "You okay Frostbite?" he asked, keeping a level tone and trying not to laugh. A giant buffalo stood near the stream, looking at the wolves. Scar had seen them before... he had actually eaten a little meat off of a carcass and it was pretty good. Unless you startled them, they were quite calm creatures. |
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Felicity soon picked up a scent... Deer? And it smelt healthy! Flick crept to the edge of Bo's cave and peaked out seeing the buck carcass, and the faint scent of the wolf who hunted it. Frostbite. She eyed the carcass but didn't come out cause she knew the other wolves were there so she waited. Finally, once Frostbite, Scar, and Vinda left the camp Felicity took her chance and came out of the cave, she went to the deer and took a chunk of it's leg and dragged it back into Bo's cave and started chowing down (It's not MY fault lol) |
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Vindaria
Female/Protector
Vinda swiftly ripped more meat off the leg bone, eating quickly as she glanced over in the direction Scar was resting. Suddenly a yelp rang out in the forest and she stiffened, head up as she scented the wind. Buffalo... and Frostbite. She did not scent anything of worry. Settling down again, she continued gnawing on the bone, getting the last bit of the meat off. |
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Scarred Thorn Alpha Male The black wolf lifted his head slightly, overjoyed to be out of the camp and standing. His joy completely washed most of the pain away... now it was more like a flicker of happiness everywhere instead of pain everywhere. He limped over to the stream, downstream of the Buffalo, and drank some fresh, cool, not puddle water. Scar prayed he healed very, very quickly. He then knew he'd best get back before someone had a fit, although the mere fact Vinda wasn't out here already yelling at him was incredible. He turned and limped back in, though less this time, feeling refreshed- even though It had just Been right outside camp, Scar was a roamer... he needed to run, to hunt, to be alone sometimes. |
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frostbite half nodded "fine it just scared me" she lied watching scar go to drink before walking back up to the bufalo and sniffing its nose it snorted at her she jumped |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
