Re: A Long Way from Home (Warrior RP) (Sky and Gryphon)
Posted: May 19th, 2023, 12:37:25 am
DarkRose
The clan could hear and smell the Pack before they ever arrived, leaves rustled and heavy pawprints thundered the ground as 6 large and muscular shadows made it into the clearing. Though not all the dogs were the same shape and size they did all have rather intimidating fangs that seemed to always be stained a dark yellow color, as if their breath of fresh kill wasn't enough. They liked smelling up the clan's territory, to remind them that they were not alone and that the pack had control of their every movement.
DarkRose quietly slinked away from the fresh-kill pile, eyeing the dogs with a nervous flicker in their direction. One of the Pack, a large beast with dark brown fur and blood red eyes stepped forward to inspect the pile that was left in scarification. He sniffed at the remnants and a wicked grin spread across its fanged face.
"I see our last demonstration was enough for you rodents to get the message. Zuko will be thrilled to hear that you followed the directions as instructed" Drool fell from his muzzle onto the fresh kill pile, already marking it with its stench. DarkRose recognized this dog to be Zuko's right hand dog. His name was Demon and if his nasty toothy grin wasn't enough to make her heart thunder with fear and disgust, then his blood red eyes would of done the job. DarkRose scanned the other dogs, most of them dark in color with scars that aligned their body. She had never really knew the other pack members names. But she had never concerned herself with even asking.
Demon turned his triangular head towards HawkStar, "Thank you for your cooperation" he flashed a cocky grin and one by one the pack members picked up the morsels from the fresh kill pile and headed out of the camp. Demon remained, watching the others carry out the assorted rodents, birds and occasional rabbit.
DustyPaw
DustyPaw remained hidden behind the shadows of MintClaw, holding in the tremering in his soul and the pounding of his heart. He forgot how big the dogs were everytime until they showed their ugly faces. He looked toward his leader Hawkstar for any sign of what he was thinking.
The clan could hear and smell the Pack before they ever arrived, leaves rustled and heavy pawprints thundered the ground as 6 large and muscular shadows made it into the clearing. Though not all the dogs were the same shape and size they did all have rather intimidating fangs that seemed to always be stained a dark yellow color, as if their breath of fresh kill wasn't enough. They liked smelling up the clan's territory, to remind them that they were not alone and that the pack had control of their every movement.
DarkRose quietly slinked away from the fresh-kill pile, eyeing the dogs with a nervous flicker in their direction. One of the Pack, a large beast with dark brown fur and blood red eyes stepped forward to inspect the pile that was left in scarification. He sniffed at the remnants and a wicked grin spread across its fanged face.
"I see our last demonstration was enough for you rodents to get the message. Zuko will be thrilled to hear that you followed the directions as instructed" Drool fell from his muzzle onto the fresh kill pile, already marking it with its stench. DarkRose recognized this dog to be Zuko's right hand dog. His name was Demon and if his nasty toothy grin wasn't enough to make her heart thunder with fear and disgust, then his blood red eyes would of done the job. DarkRose scanned the other dogs, most of them dark in color with scars that aligned their body. She had never really knew the other pack members names. But she had never concerned herself with even asking.
Demon turned his triangular head towards HawkStar, "Thank you for your cooperation" he flashed a cocky grin and one by one the pack members picked up the morsels from the fresh kill pile and headed out of the camp. Demon remained, watching the others carry out the assorted rodents, birds and occasional rabbit.
DustyPaw
DustyPaw remained hidden behind the shadows of MintClaw, holding in the tremering in his soul and the pounding of his heart. He forgot how big the dogs were everytime until they showed their ugly faces. He looked toward his leader Hawkstar for any sign of what he was thinking.