Wolf Roleplay discussion

((Snow Pack Roleplays here))

Moon stepped out of her den. There was something in the air that made it the perfect day for hunting.

Frost padded out of his den, yawning. He blinked in the harsh sunlight.

She padded over to Frost. The snow crunched under her light paws. "Wanna go hunting? I saw a herd of deer crossing our territory.

((There's alway's snow in the Snow Pack territory))

((yeah, i know))

Frost swiped a tongue across his teeth. "Good idea. Let's catch them by surprise."

They walked out of camp. Moon led the way to the herd. "There they are! Nice and meaty too!" Moon said.

Frost lowered himself to the ground, his ears pricked forward. "Let's get that one that's a little bit further away from the rest of the herd."

"Got it. You head around and I'll keep my eye on it. Then we can corner it on both sides." she said.

Frost nodded silently, stalking around the side, careful to stay downwind.

Moon came closer and kept her eyes on the neck.

Frost gave her the signal to strike.

Moon leapt at the deer and sunk her teeth in its neck. ((g2g))

((sob! bibi!))

Frost ran up to it, closing his jaws around its' mouth, suffocating it.

Moon chomped down harder on the deer's neck.

Frost waited until it fell still, then relinquished his grip.

Moon let go. "Should we bring it back to camp or do we eat it on the spot?" she asked. Her stomach grumbled.

Frost thought about it. "We have plenty at camp. We can eat here."

Moon started to pull at the front right leg.

Frost began tearing at the deer's hind leg, ripping the meat into chunks and swallowing them whole.

Moon tore off the leg and gobbled the warm meat down. When she finished the leg, she moved on to the ribs.

((Tell everyone about the group))

((kk. can i be a mod? please?))

Frost chuckled. "Leave some rib for me!" he growled.

((Yeah! Of course!))

"M-kay" Moon said, her mouth stuffed with ribs.

((yay! thank you!))

Frost finished off his leg, then continued onto it's stomach. "Yum, delicious!" he said, eagerly.

Moon gobbled down all the ribs.

Frost nipped her. "Nice job leaving some for me."

"No problem!" Moon said. "You want the neck?"

Frost nodded, his tail wagging. "Alright, you have managed to buy me off this time."

"Yay! I call the tail!" Moon said, not noticing her leaders' threat.

Frost glanced at her, but began eating again, swallowing chunks whole.

Dew ran nearby, catching the smallest deer of the herd that was running. She caught it between her jaws and broke its neck. Satisfied, she grabbed the carcass and dragged it back towards her den.

Frost's ears pricked, listening. "Dew?" he called.

"Dew? I don't see Dew." She continued eating the deer.

"I thought I smelled her..."

Dew heard her name. She quickly dragged the deer back to her den and ran back to the place where she had heard it. Following her nose, she ran to Frost and Moon.

Frost raised his head, swiping his tongue across his teeth. "It's all right, Dew, I was just wondering if the noise I heard was you."

((Moon, not Snow))

Moon gobbled down the last of the tail.

Frost quickly finished off the neck, and settled down to groom his fur.

((whoops sorry! changed it!))
Dew slowed to a walk. "alright. Just wondering." She said calmly.

"Want some?" Moon asked Dew as she chewed the tail.

Frost worked his tongue across his back, using his teeth to scratch out clumps of mud.

Dew smiled. "No thanks. I just got a small one back at the den."

Moon swallowed and looked at what was left.

Frost hoisted his leg, licking his hind paws clean.

Dew looked at Moon's expression. "Just eat it. I will go eat my own kill."

"okay! More for me!" Moon said. She started wolfing down the rest of the deer.

Frost stood back up, stretching. "Dew. Please send a border patrol."

Dew nodded and turned, running back into the forest, howling the news as she went.

Frost rolled his eyes. "You could just ask them." he muttered to himself.

Soon the wolves assembled, and she sent them off, promising she would tell them when they were to return. They ran off, muscles pumping. Dew went back to her den and started on her deer.

Frost started running back to camp, just for the joy of the wind running through his snowy pelt.