frostbite walked around the pack thinking she was walking rings in the grass before she stoped and troted off into the deepest part of the woods she sniffed the air before growling and nosing her was through a bush there was a human walking through the woods she growled louder so the human could hear she watched as the human ran off she then kept troting through the woods till she saw a hill made of stone

frostbite looked at the hill her ears layed back +....wh...what is this+ she thought before looking around before turning and troting away she broke into a run after jumping over a stream and darted through the woods

Phantom was curled up underneath a tree within the packs territory quietly dozing since she had finished her last hunt sucessfully bringing the pack back a small doe last night. She groggily opened her eyes and her jaws opened as she yawned. With a soft sigh afterwards the she-wolf stood up and stretched her claws digging into the soft earth as her paw pads made imprints in the dirt, after she finished stretching Phantom shook the morning dew of her coat and sniffed the mountain air for any signs of prey that may be lurking around. Slowly she padded her way into the forest her tail gently swaying behind her as her ears swiveled listening to the birdcalls and birds chirping, the soft sound of rivers rushing in the background and the chatter of her packmates behind her.

Scarred Thorn

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The male wolf shook his thick pelt, swiftly limping back to the pack, as Aspen seemed to still be a ways off. He entered the brambles that ran around the camp's outside to protect it, slipping through the shadows to his spot under the pine. Laying down, Scar lifted his head slightly to scent the air before closing his eyes and putting his head down, deciding to sleep a little more, as it would help with his brain functioning correctly.

A couple hours later, the sun was rising quickly, sending an orange glow over everything around. The black alpha slowly opened his eyes, one dark blue and one light blue. He paused a moment before pushing himself to his feet, stretching with a yawn, then shaking his black pelt again. Most wolves seemed to be awake by now. He decided this would be a great day to go on his first hunting trip, as it was a week and four days after the incident. He glanced around for Vinda, feeling just slightly lonely, as he hadn't talked to anyone in a while. Scar reminded himself he didn't need to be so clingy, instead exiting the camp and heading out towards the place he knew a lot of smaller prey existed, then paused. He wasn't fast enough to catch a rabbit or squirrel right now. With a heavy sigh, he turned back and scanned the camp, finding Vindaria's familiar pelt and walking over. "Hey.. I need a hunting partner. The deer should be passing through at about this time. Care to help? And before you ask, my leg is fine." He smiled wryly, waiting for a response.

the dark she-wolf pushed up into a sit her ice blue eyes scanned the pack they were ll wary of her she kinda just showed up randomly before scar was badly hurt she caught the glare of an unknown wolf and stood shaking out her thick coat she walked from under the tree and into the woods hoping to catch something or just walk she leaped up onto an old fallen tree moss and plants growing she droped down stalking the big mole that was skittering inside as it ran out she jumped her front paws landing on its back with a clean brake and a clean kill she dug a hole and burried the mole so she didnt have to carry it around before she broke off into a trot injoying the cool breeze

iris sat in her den Hearing Aspen's voice she trotted out to see what was going on.

blade flopped onto the ground in front of his den watching everyone he was in a bad mood.

Felicity left her cave - since Bo she hadn't met other very friendly wolves, after Bo disappeared she had no reason to stay in his pack. She'd been on her own for a while. Every couple of days the pretty wolf would sit at her cave in the distant forest and wait, hoping she'd at least see Bo once more. She had to admit she did miss him, but as the days grew into weeks, and weeks into months. Flick lost patience.

One day Felicity left her small cave to hunt, lately she'd hunt Doe's or rabbits. But something new came to her menu - Horse. The last time Felicity had hunted a horse was with her father's pack, before she ran into Boulder and his friends... She also had no luck in finding her way home, Flick was a very skilled hunter though, and could easily feed herself and most of the time fight for her own protection. She saw the horse, and crept low in the taller grass, she held back a growl as the horse raised her head, a beautiful Golden mare with a stripe -Don't run don't run - She thought to herself, luckily the mare went back to eating. This was her chance! Felicity came out from the bushes fast! And went straight for the neck. The horse put up as much a fight as she could, but Felicity knew all the best tricks her father and mother once used. After the horse fell Felicity whimpered, apologizing for all the pain she'd caused, before finally ending the struggle. The horse was too big for one wolf to drag, so she decided to eat what she could there than leave the rest for scavengers