Wolf RPG

The agouti femme could no longer hold back the urge to shiver, it seemed she'd been doing so every few minutes. It was so cold, and she had yet to find a proper den. She knew she could've homed with likely anyone in the pack, but she didn't want to intrude. If it got dangerously cold she trusted her leaders would call another group den gather, although it'd be plenty squished, although the body heat of others would definately be a benefit. Her paws were numb, she was starting to forget what a warm touch even felt like. She yearned desperately for a sun beam to glare against her fur and cover her in a blanket of warmth. 

It was far too cold to lay down in the snow, so she was forced to continue walking about the Hollow, burning useful calories just by being in the uncomfortable weather, but she knew staying in a den would not be much better, she'd just be a curled shivering ball of fur.

Remy had taken short jog to the meat cache, picking a strip of meat to take back to his den, when he saw the same colored femme from the borders. He sent out a bark to the woman to let her know that he was near, then approached the shivering mess with slow steps. You alright? he asked, eyeing her over for any clear signs of hypothermia, It's getting pretty bad out here. You don't have a den? Despite them being fairly near to one another, Remy had to yell to feel as though he was being heard. If she didn't have a den, then perhaps his own could serve as a temporary home. It was surely large enough, after all.

Mara turned upon hearing the bark of another, only to spot the yin-yang pelted wolf coming her way. She instantly attepted to not look so cold, and held back the shivering best she could, not wanting to bother anyone with worrying about her temperature. She sent the new recruit another smile, also an attempt to prove that she was okay [which she was failing at horrible]. "Yes, just a little cold is all." She insisted. It was rather strange she hadn't found a perminent den yet, all the others were old and falling apart, but they were they best things to rest in. She'd been here for a few weeks now without a home, rather strange. "Well, no, but that's okay there's plenty of small ones hidden around." 

A little? Remy held a kind smile so as to not seem patronizing of the young woman, but he could tell that she was far beyond just a little cold. A small den isn't going to keep you warm in the storm. He drew closer so that he wouldn't have to yell, though it meant that the pair were now close enough for their pelts to touch. He dared move a bit closer, using his own warmth to help supplement her freezing frame. What's your name then?

It was then she realized upon his recruitment she hadn't mentioned her own name, she knew his since she asked, it was Remy. "Mara," His touch was sudden, and out of fear she backed away for a moment. After Peak's abandonment, his use of her for pleasure and sudden exit without a word she was hesitant to allow someone get so close to her. All except for Steady months and months ago, but that had ended a long time ago, but to say the least she had awful luck with men, and any sign of affection was taken cautiously. Her ears flattend behind her head, and a look of embarressment fell over her. "Sorry, I um... I don't take touch very well." She admitted.

Remy saw her back away and immediately retreated into himself, afraid that he'd struck a nerve. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... His own ears mimicked the embarrassed fashion of her's, and he sat back on his haunches with a demure curl of his tail. I have enough room in my den, if you want to stick it out there instead of in the cold. I have a denmate, but even with the two of us, there should be enough room. He looked back to Mara with an innocent look to his eye, as if to say I won't hurt you, but you'll die out here. 

She didn't want to intrude, especially on new recruits. For a moment she considered finding Krypton's den and asking to home with her until the storm ends, being the kind wolf she was Mara was positive she would say yes. Though, she didn't know where Krypton's den was, nor how to find it with her lack of smell. "I don't want to be a bother, really." Mara insisted, feeling guilty for her sudden jolt away from him, he was just being kind after all, she should't be so skittish. "There was no way you could have known, my apologies." 

It's no bother, he said with a reassuring tone. I intruded on your space, its my fault. You just...you shouldn't be in the cold like this. He quite liked Mara, though it seemed difficult to tell if he would get anywhere with the young lass. So far, she seemed receptive to none of his attempts. Only one night. If I snore too much, all you have to do is give me a tap. Remy flashed a wry smile and gave a playful wink, though more friendly than flirtatious in its nature. He didn't want to seem like a creep, but he wanted to make sure she felt comfortable before making any decisions.

Mara was reluctant, but one more shiver forced her to nod in agreement. "I suppose you're right." She giggled slightly at his joke, and her smile returned. "Who else are you denning with?" Perhaps it was Akuti or Selkie, then it wouldn't be such an awkward rest. Now that she'd agreed to spend the night she wanted to rush there as quickly as possible, but stayed still until Remy was ready to leave, no mater how difficult it was.

Well, uh, he's a mute. I also don't think he's home right now, but maybe he's back. C'mon. She motioned for her to follow as he led the way back to his den, excitement fluttering in his chest.

"Camlo, then." She exclaimed, she had been there when Steady accepted the ghostly wolf into Easthollow, but denied his smart mouthed fMara began to follow the jet wolf standing out amongst the white scenery surrounding them.