Wolf RPG

While she’d used the skill of hunting (and let’s be real, any healthy adult knows how to hunt), it isn’t the only thing she wants them to know she’s good at. She can help others get through some problems, she’s had to a few times, but she’s always good on the borders. It doesn’t take a lot of effort and she can spend the time alone. She doesn’t have to listen to someone yap about their problems (most of the time) and on the rare occasion she’s tossed into having to talk to someone that wants to join her, she tries to get out of it as quickly as possible.
 
So far, claiming to be near the end always gets her off the hook.
 
Well, this is my stop! It’s been real.
 
It had been significantly easier to live a life of leisure when she’d been born into Juniper. This place doesn’t offer the same type of security. She’s under an eye of scrutiny and she hasn’t even had any one on one time with the leader, @Mato. She snorts. Tomato. She wonders how many times he’s gotten that. A time or two, at least. It’s just as silly as Delight. And even Sunflower. They are simple but in their own way, it fits. Her fondness for Delight is a bit of a curious thing but she does take quite the pleasure making him squirm. The rest of the pack, despite the short time she’s spent with Anatha and Brienne, hasn’t been too much so far. There’s still a lot for her to learn and with winter coming closer every day, she’s more and more feeling like she can really help them prepare.
 
There is another scent she is familiar with, having crossed it a few times, but it is few and far between. The next time she sees @Delight, she’ll ask unless she manages to find her first. Her nose touches the ground as she slows to a stop, wondering if she can attempt to locate it—that, or her friend—and so she moves easily through the thick forest.
 
After a moment, she hears the huff of something—something large—and she backs up. Delight had told her about the large elk that lives in the forest and his importance to these wolves. It isn’t something she understands necessarily but she hasn’t questioned it yet. When she sees the outline of him in the distance, weaving through the forest, she feels significantly smaller than she had a moment ago. Nervously, she looks over her shoulder to see if anyone else is nearby but luckily the creature hasn’t seen her and she begins to back pedal, making a slow exit out of the immediate area.

Sunflower nearly jumps out of her skin when Delight steps up behind her, fur bristling and she opens her mouth in a silent yelp. Her eyes widen and her tail lashed, shuffling awkwardly back out of the way. A single glance at what she’d been backing away from and they’ve only attracted a little attention. Not enough to warrant anything further. She licks her lips and swings her head back to Delight and she stares at his shoulder for a moment before suddenly jumping forward and shoving him. “Jerk,” she says mid-motion, using a sharp dip in her shoulder to push him back several feet.

Delight laughs and she scowls after him but she steps back to give him space to recover from the awkward drop to the ground. Through his stupid laughs and stupid grin, he tries to explain the magic behind the large beast but it makes no difference to her. She has to turn away from the kid to keep from rolling her eyes too hard. It’s just a big, intimidating beast that she’d rather have for dinner but in this pack, it’ll never happen. It’s not that big of a deal for her, either. There’s plenty of other things to go around, but worshiping something they are very capable of eating is silly.
 
“Just fine, I reckon,” she says, licking her lips and turning away from where the creature disappears. “It’s kinda quiet.”

Sunflower isn’t sure how to answer. Quiet isn’t bad so much as different. She had a big family and even if she didn’t get a long with all of them, it didn’t stop her from always having something to do or someone to talk to. Hanging around this small pack, especially after a while of living the lonely life, leaves her searching for something and avoiding every other thought that comes to mind.

”Not really,” she says with an indifferent shrug. ”I’m not used to it, is all,” she says, and a grin spreads from one side of her muzzle to the other. ”This place couldn’t handle the kind of things I do for fun,” she adds with a click of her tongue and a playful, sarcastic scoff that he’d assume such a thing.

He’s skeptical, she can tell, but he doesn’t want to admit it directly. A smirk forms on her features and she looks off, insulted. “It’s a lot of work flirting with everything that breathes. I told you I take my job seriously, sweets,” she tells him with a quirk of her brow. She’s sometimes surprised by how easy it is to make him squirm but she can’t deny it’s a little fun. Maybe she’s picked up a new hobby. She adds it to the list but she doesn’t tell him about it just yet.
 
“Well, my brothers found this mushroom that grew near our pack that was… well, it got us kinda high. And we’d eat it and then chase rabbits,” she says though there’s a strike of confusion. Were they actually rabbits, if anything at all? Her brows knit together as she thinks about it, but brushes it off. “Got us in trouble a time or two, though,” she says with a swish of her tail. Delight’s a leader after all. “But you wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?”