Wolf RPG

I'm back in action after a long week of insufferable custom orders =D

This is for any of the newbies! Feel free for you all to join or have simply one one one threads for now...I'll be making more threads for everyone to help you get adjusted! @Aveline @McTavish @Leto

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C-ruNCH!
 
A bone, bleached and shining in the afternoon sun, hung from the Odolf's maw as she worked her teeth around the edge where a touch of marrow still lurked. She had wandered a short distance from the pack before stumbling upon it half buried in the earth and had decided the macabre treasure was now hers to claim; in a state of precaution she'd returned to the safe haven of her brother's home in order to fully enjoy the tasty tidbits lingering inside.
 
A sweet purr of content fled from her chest as she crossed her paws around the ungulate femur and scratched at the pearly surface with another leisurely bite. Sure she could spend all morning coveting this unexpected surprise...so long as no one felt the need to interrupt her.

McTavish hadn't ran into anyone else from his new pack as of yet, besides Minna who had answered the call he sent out. Of course there was also Aaron, him being the one to accept McTavish into their folds. Many strange odors met the gigantic male as he trudged along towards where he felt the main camp must be.
The tickle of small, sparse blades of grass and other newly budding plants against his pads brought a small smile to the black lips. Things were beginning to look up. Emerging from the treeline, McTavish could see a pale form up ahead.

At first glance it almost looked like a boulder. 
Which was impossible seeing as it moved.
Upon closer inspection however, the moving rock turned out to be a slender grey and black female. She seemed to be throughly enjoying the bone that was wedged between her front paws. Not wanting to suprise and possibly scare her off, McTavish made as much noise as possible while approaching. Which wasn't hard given his enormous size.

The woman sure was a pretty little thing, a soft blending of multiple greys and a touch of black. Oh, those eyes. Brilliant pale blue. Clearing his throat and bowing the way a gentleman should, he spoke.
"Hello there. We haven't met yet but I've just joined Rosings. My name is McTavish. Who might you be lass?" 
His tone was friendly, curious even, but heavily accented and deep.