Wolf RP 2

(Oohh.. so sad. *hugs a crying Summer*)

Angel suddenly stopped at the chorus of mournful howls that echoed around the territory, and her ears folded down. She knew what it was like.
Turning back towards the territory, her heart cracked. She knew what it was like to have lost her parents. Well, her father at least. She couldn't bare it any longer, and the black furred she shot back towards the territory.

She dodged tree after tree, and had nearly made it until she tripped over at tree root, with a loud thud, and a loud whimper.
Only just able to pull herself up, she released she couldn't run, and she was along way from home.
With a sigh, she threw her head back, and howled back to the ones who were howling, a howl full of sympathy, sorrow and, most importantly, a message to remind them to think of all the good times together with the ones who had passed on to the wolf heaven in the sky.

Tratto stopped his mournful howl as Sol Leks appeared, her kind face curiously watching him and his siblings. He snuffed unhappily and slunk forward, his ears flat and his body low. He had also heard a howl far of, one that was sad, sorrowful. He nudged Sol Lek's in her shoulder weakly, searching for comfort. He was nearly full grown, wth his proportions no longer awkard, and him being nearly filled out. But as the sadness gripped him, he reverted to his pup ways and seeked the comfort of a mother. He whined and began to dig along side the she wolves.

Sol-Leks sat down beside Tratto after digging the hole. She reassuringly touched his shoulder. She bowed her head as Dakota and Essence were put into the ground. She would miss her friends terribly. She looked at the youngsters, "I know you three are grown, but if you would like to, you can stay with me and Kavik for a couple of nights. Our den is large enough." she said.

Kavik looked at Brigan, "Yeah I ran off. I think she is used to it now and besides, she knows where I usually go. I hope Joshua and her sister get well soon." he said and turned to go find his mother.

Laredo whimpered and nodded. "I'll be okay. I met Zakira and Nomed." he said, drooping his ears. He smiled a little at Traxx. The black and red she was kind of cute, even with all the scars.

A stubborn look settled over Zakira’s masked face. She shook her head, shoving the leg back at him. Mean it or not, Nomed was losing this battle. Not that he ever won the others, unless she let him.
“I ate the vulture,” she said firmly. “And that hare isn’t as big as I would’ve liked it to have been. I want you to eat it. All of it.”
She’d seen how easily he put away all but the leg; she guessed he could probably have eaten Harek’s dinner too, and still not been entirely satisfied. She cursed herself for not going after something bigger, especially since she’d wanted to and hadn’t so to get back to her pups sooner. She wanted to see Nomed back to full strength, and he wasn’t going to get there any time soon if he kept rationing himself to half and three-quarter portions to share with her.

Nico winced in sympathy, his ears laying flat along his head for a moment.
“Ooh, yeah, that’s rough,” he said, nodding. “Definitely not the first wolves you want to meet upon entering a new territory. But hey, look at the bright side!” he said, perking up. A tongue-lolling grin split his muzzle. “At least you’re not dead. I mean, I heard Zakira actually killed the last wolf who wandered into her den. Count yourself lucky, huh?”

An involuntary smile of amusement crossed Brigan’s face as he shook his head and returned to Ana and the girls. He sat down beside his mate.
“That was Kavik,” he said. “Sol-Leks’ son. He’s a very good friend of Joshua’s. She’s spent a lot of time with him since you and Sawyer…” Changing his mind about bringing that up again, he went on. “He’s a good pup, for the most part. One of the most independent I’ve ever seen. He’s always running off without Sol-Leks. She usually knows to look for him here.”

Freya returned with her jaws full of herbs she needed for Joshua and Sawyer. She paused politely outside the den so as not to simply barge in, then entered. She set down her supplies, and smiled at the wolfdog and his pretty, young mate.
“Not too difficult,” she remarked lightly. She turned kind green eyes on the puppies lying in a tumble together, both awake now. “Hello there,” she said, to put them at ease. “How are you feeling?”
Joshua looked over the gentle old wolf appraisingly, then answered her. “Not too good. Daddy says me and Sawyer are sick.”
Freya smiled. “Well, I’m here to make you feel better.”
Brigan stood to walk over and sniff curiously at what looked to him like a random tangle of pine needles, bark, and roots.
“What is this?” he asked the healer.
Freya turned to him inquiringly. “Oh, the herbs? Let me show you.” She separated two soft-needled branches of juniper and four small bits of borage root from the tangle and divided them between the two pups. “The juniper,” she told the listening parents. “Will help to ease their coughs. They’ll need to eat all the needles off that branch I gave them. The borage root is for the fever. It’s going to be a little tougher, so they’ll just need to chew at it.”
Next, she pulled toward her the piece of bark that she’d dipped in maple sap. The sap had frozen on her way back to the den. Freya broke it off the bark in two pieces.
“If the pups hold this in their mouths till it melts, it will sooth their sore throats. Honey is better,” she added regretfully. “But the syrup will do.”
Brigan looked impressed.
Joshua stared warily at the little pile of herbs sitting in front of her, but was distracted, and then entranced, by Freya’s voice as she explained how each herb helped. She glanced down at her medicine, then gingerly stripped the branch of juniper of its needles. They weren’t hard and they didn’t poke her tongue. She chewed them a little, then swallowed.

Odeta shook her head. "I was going to tell you to get your butt out of the snow and into a den taht I found, but the storm has stopped." The amber she wolf said and snorted.

Tanek lifted his head. "Hello." He said and smiled. "I'm Tanek." He scratched his ear with his hind leg.

Ipa, not being able to speak or move, just curled up on the ground in a ball and began to wimper again.

Khaz looked at his parents one last time. They looked so peaceful lying there. With a heavy heart he turned toward the dirt pile he had made when digging the grave and pushed the dirt back into the hole. He moved with slow, plodding motions. His grief the same as Ipas but he managed to contain his a little better than his sister.

Odeta's amber tail wiggled slightly at the male nudging her chin. She snorted and growled slightly at the last comment the male made. "I can take care of myself." she said, her pride not allowing her to do anything less. She growled louder then, angry at herself for feeling guilty "But thank you." The last segment was said threw gritted teeth.

Tratto threw back his head and howled once more, for his parent and the end of the pup section of his life. He was truly alone now, save for his siblings, who as well needed to find mates. He nudged Sol Leks again, respectful and resigned then. "I very much appreciate your generous offer. I feel as if I would be intruding however."

Faolan wandered around, his stout figure struggling to get through all of the snow. He tried to start hunting, for he was starving but the snow proved to be too much of an obstacle. With an unhappy huff, the humble male sat in the snow and stared at the barrier in front of him