Wolf RPG

Eslani was ticked about everything. She was in heat, Cooped up, her alpha had been torn to bits, and when she tried to help, she was told off. So here she sat, in a tight space that was supposed to be a den. She could get why it would fit the small one, but Eslani was tall, long, and sleek. She needed fresh air. Poking her slim, black and red face outside of the hole, body still inside. She gave a huff. Ughhh!All she had eaten was a tiny vole who had scrabbled the wrong way, right into her jaws. So now, the hormone-fueled woman was restless, and quickly becoming reckless. She badly wanted relief, but not puppies. Never puppies. WHY?

Ditty was still weighing the options days later. Go for it, don't go for it, run the fuck away before your biological clock will cost you your balls. The options were pretty dreadfull all in all, considering the consequences option one — which, without the cons, was the best option! — entailed. Ditty hadn't even considered the girl's thoughts in all of this. She wanted puppies too, right? He could see them now, their perfect little puppies wandering around, being all adorable. But then there were the consequences. Maybe option three didn't seem like the worst of choices.

Without realising, Ditty had wandered too close to the perimeter in which the mystery chick denned, and there it was again. That smell. Ditty bit his lip, knowing that it wasn't too late to run the fuck away and find a pack that wouldn't have his balls for shacking with some of the in-heat girls (maybe someone with an impotent Alpha male who was very happy to have Ditty create little Dittylets instead?!), but somehow his nose started to follow the trail all the way up to some den. All the while he was thinking, run! run! run! but all the while his paws just kept carrying him towards the source of the scent.

Jhala was out. Not far out and certainly not abandoning her post of guard duty, but still out. She was hungry, and she assumed Eslani was too. The girl was pretty strange-- this 'heat' or whatever made her talk weird, like she wanted something, and Jhala couldn't provide her with that as far as she was concerned. But she was trying. So that morning she had left, off to hunt. She had caught two geese, one had bitten her on the shoulder but she easily ignored the stinging it brought. Why could geese bite, anyway? Why did they have teeth? She didn't understand.

On her way back, she discovered the scent of Ditty-- nearby too. Her heart raced, and her eyes widened. Oh no oh no. Had she failed? She hadn't failed-- she just couldn't of. Holding the birds tightly by their necks, she sprinted back to her den, tail trailing behind her. She saw the orange coat of Ditty, dropped the birds, and lept, her large form slamming into him.

Eslani flashed her ivory teeth as the strangely colored wolf ran towards her, an intense want to expose herself to him battling with real thoughts. A wave of relief nearly drowned her as Jhala skidded straight into him, and she cheered her on. How could he? She called for @Reek immediately, snarling and spitting in fury. He had attempted to take advantage of her, so she would, as promised, bight his dick off. When Reek told her to, that was.

The second the girl flashed her teeth Ditty skidded to a halt, 'cause in his train of thoughts he hadn't really taken in the fact that she might not want to make puppies with him. That's what she wanted, too, right? 'Cause why else was she luring him in with her scent? Ditty stood and blinked while he tried to process his thoughts, when suddenly his world tumbled upside down. He hadn't noticed the other girl coming in and tumbled a couple of rounds before he slumped to a heap.

Ditty wasted no time catching his feet and looking at the hostility that the two girls showed it wasn't hard to choose option number three — run. "Sorry, I didn't mean to," he blurted out awkwardly and loudly before he turned and ran. It wasn't like he was used to staying in one place, anyway. And he wasn't about to wait around to see if Reek was angry or not. Reek had seemed like a pretty cool and laid back dude at first, but after their last encounter Ditty'd gotten rather scared of him. He wasn't really going to sit around and see what would happen when Reek would get here. He was a filthy little coywolf in their eyes, and they were going to tear him apart if they'd find him, he was sure of it.

Ditty didn't even look to see if anyone was following him — he just ran until he reached the pack's borders, in a total flighty panic, unless anyone would intercept him.

Ditty didn't stop to look back until he had crossed the borders of the grotto. He came to a halt and panted from all the running and adrenaline rushing through his body. He was free once more, and Ditty looked back once more, a sad look on his face, at what he was leaving behind. He would miss Reek and his wolves, but it was for the best. And so Ditty continued on, once more a free wolf, to try and find his happiness.

"I'm fine," she spoke to Jhala, giving her a curt nod as she stared after the apologetic coyote. Ugh.Who did he think he was, messing with the gamma? How much nerve did that guy have? She licked Jhala's ears in reassurance before slinking back into the teensy den, once again cramped by the tight space. Luck for Eslani, he was not a strong male or an attractive one(to her), or she may not have been able to control herself.