Great Plains (Main Den)

by **Rune** on March 11th 2012, 2:36 pm

The Great Plains is now the pack’s new homestead and this is where they will spend most of their time hunting and living. The entire area is filled with greenery such as the rich grass that carries an abundant source of moisture. At a first glance, this new territory seems to be a simple sea of green, but for those who inhabit this land...it is much more! For some it may take time for them to grow accustomed to this new wide expansive piece of land, but soon they will realize that without it they would not be able to survive.

Prey Source: Elk, rabbits, small field mice, and, at certain times during the year, buffalo.
Dangers: Elk, buffalo, and the occasional puma.
Den: The Hanging Rock.

by **Rune** on March 20th 2012, 4:22 pm

You guys may start Roleplaying again if you want! Just know that this is the only part of the territory we have found so far...and we've only been here a week or so! The Journey was long, but went rather smooth for the most part. In a few weeks (in real time) it will be mating season. Depending on the numbers we may allow pups from all the members this time around that have mates. This is not for certain though...and you shouldn't just go try and pair up with everybody because you want to have pups in the Rp. More details will be given about what this matter though when it is actually upon us.

And the Season is Mid-Winter

by **Finn** on March 21st 2012, 2:04 pm

⇢⇥ F I N N ⇤⇠
“ Life is to be enjoyed, not endured ”

-- Gordon B. Hinckley

The journey indeed went as smoothly as Finn could have hoped. No predators had attacked for the duration of the journey, they had all the prey and water they needed in order to remain healthy and content, and the weather had posed no threat for the journeying party. It seemed mother nature was on their side this time around and, for that, Finn was grateful. It was nice to be able to simply walk and observe the surroundings and listen to the general murmurs of pack life without having to be on the lookout for danger or bad weather all the time. Not that Finn was slacking off, he was always alert, just that he was happy so far. The light colored male chose to walk in the middle of the group, because he felt involved in the discussions around him, though not wanting to walk to the front and press his newcomer boundaries. In this case he was a follower, however he was quite satisfied with walking and looking around the area, memorizing as many as the landmarks as possible. Perhaps in the future he would need to recall on these facts for the survival of himself or others, and he didn't want to be caught napping when he should pay attention. Though he was not spoken to and did not speak to anyone in return, he was always listening to the talk of his pack mates and hummed to himself pleasantly as he walked with the others, finally feeling at home.

The pack did no further exploring after they discovered the area that would become the main den. Finn was not angry about the decision at all, for he was planning to take the advantage in order to rest from the journey as well as meet some other pack mates and perhaps find a buddy who could explore with him. Whenever possible, Finn was ever the social wolf and preferred to be around others instead of alone. Despite this, the male wolf decided to wander at least a little bit in order to get used to the land and check for danger, not that the dominants hadn't already, but just in case. Finn grinned as he saw the large expanse of grass before him, like a large sea of green that rippled in the wind. The male felt a sudden need to simply run as far as he could and collapse in nature's bounty. Instead, he compromised to trot away from the group deeper into the field and stick his nose amongst the stalks. He sniffed deeply more than once, taking in all the scents of nature. Then, Finn laid amongst the vibrant grass and rolled back and forth, finally relaxing to a position where his belly was up and free to the comforting wind, his paws hung in the air, bent slightly, and his eyes were closed. A smile was on his face. The wind whispered a word to him over and over, and he murmured it to himself. Home.

by **Adena** on March 21st 2012, 3:00 pm

by **Cinnamon** on March 21st 2012, 3:25 pm

With a sigh Cinnamon flopped onto her belly in the grass. Despite the winter chill in the air this felt like a summer paradise.

I'm home

It didn't matter that she'd never seen this land in her life, that she was weeks of trecking from any place she'd ever know. This green land sang of the valley her mother had raised her in, of freedom and the hope of doing anything you wanted to try. She felt a smile spread across her face. Giving a delighted whoop of laughter she flipped on her back scrabbling and rolling in the grass.

Finally she climbed back upright, grinning sheepishly to Falco, aware she'd looked ridiculous rolling about like that. Catching his eye she spoke

"This looks like a nice enough place to call home, in my opinion."

Then she shook her head, the words sounded so formal. Of course that sent grass seeds all over Falco's coat. Cinnamon flinched slightly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

by **Rune** on March 21st 2012, 6:13 pm

Crimson padded slowly to a stop, as he took in every single aspect of the land that appeared before his very eyes. The grass was a bold green and stood out brilliantly against the mixture of evergreens, and the rich blue sky. For some it would appear as if this land had nothing, but beauty to offer. Though he hoped that eventually, every member of the pack would be able to see that so much more existed within this place. Such as the obvious sign that prey was abundant at every turn. From the well kept grass to the freshly made tracks that plastered the nearby ground. Yes, this land was a great find and Crimson prided himself in the fact that “his” pack would be able to call it their own.

Wordlessly Crimson started moving again, but stopped a few tail lengths away from the red colored lead scout Adena. “Was that a smile I spotted?” Crimson joked softly as he briefly greeted the female with a nod of his multi-colored head. “Seriously, though I wanted to thank you…for you know…pretty much getting us here and all. Without your guidance in direction and whatnot we probably would have still been wandering about aimlessly.” Crimson added, though this time his tone was straightforward and he was looking directly at Adena. As the Alpha Male lowered himself down into a sitting position, he turned his attention back toward the open grasslands.

(Crimson needs to talk with more people...he always talks with Adena. Not that it is a bad thing, but surely he gets on her nerves. Razz

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by Arisah on March 22nd 2012, 9:34 am

Perfect was the first word that stumbled through Arisah’s mind as her pale gaze floated across the seemingly endless sea of green. The soft grass felt like a blessing under her paws after their journey, gently soothing the ache of days and miles and (admittedly) worry that they might never find a place that felt as much like home as the lands they had left. And yet, here they were. Here at last.

Ari watched as, one by one, her packmates stopped, taking in the scenery around them and resting their own weary souls, filling themselves with the knowledge that the long journey was ending and here would be home. Quiet Adena, so diligent to her duties throughout their trek. Jovial Finn, who could lift any wolf’s spirits when the day seemed too long and the miles too many. Wise Cinnamon, whose joy and certainty felt like a promise that yes, this was indeed where they were meant to be. Tireless Crimson, who managed to keep them together and pressing forward through it all… one by one they all stopped and laid or sat or stood and took their first measure of this place.

Standing amongst them, tail swinging slowly from side to side, the soft scent of fresh earth and grass floating in the wind, immersed in their presence and the sounds of their voices, their familiar scents, Arisah was definitely home. Shaking her pelt, as if loosing the last strains of wandering homelessness from her memory, the young she-wolf fell gracelessly onto her side, taking in the feel of the earth for a moment before stretching and sitting back up, utterly content. As she looked about once more, a thought struck her and the low chuckle tumbled out of her jaws before she could stop it. Home is where the heart is, her mother used to say. Funny that she’d walked for weeks and only at the end did it finally occur to her that her heart, and so her home, was now with the wolves around her rather than the land.

Land that, while secondary in importance, Arisah was admittedly excited to explore, see and learn more about. Eager curiosity filled her as she made a casual study of the landscape. Soon enough (for she was plenty content to rest at the moment) her curiosity and need to know would get the better of her and she would want to see more (she was not one of the scholars because of her clumsy paws after all). But for now, here was just the place to be.

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(ooc: I wasn’t sure if new members generally join the pack as someone new when they start or rp as if they’d been there for a while/all along. I thought perhaps Ari could have joined a little bit before the move and go with that, if that’s quite alright. Otherwise I can edit my post to fit something else if need be.)

by **Gale** on March 22nd 2012, 5:38 pm

[I have Internet in the hotel; I can check in occasionally.]

Gale had not said a word to anyone during the entire journey. His paws had been set on the course that they were to take to find the new territory. It had seemed that such a thing had been done. Crimson and Kira, as well as the bulk of the pack had stopped their travels. This wide expanse of grass with many new discoveries was to be home to the Banishing Winds. For the first little while, the warrior knew the pack would need to be careful otherwise they could overlook something that was potentially dangerous to the well-being of the wolves. Gale's sprite bottle eyes looked around with a wary light flashing within them. Shouldn't his tenseness from the journey relaxed slightly? He knew that it should have, but if it was possible the beta felt even more tension within his soul. During the trek, the Wanderer as the Banishing Winds had knew him had returned completely and fully. However, that meant his burning hatred and distrust for all came back as well with a larger force.

The multi-hued male lowered his haunches onto the ground, eyes raking over everyone in a silent glare. Unlike the empty husk that he had been, Gale no longer spoke somewhat kindly to all those who addressed him. Instead, they would receive a wall of icy fire and a curt reply before he moved further away. Such a personality did nothing to affect his job as a beta, for his keen eyes would scan for discomfort and predators as well as his other senses would be on the look out for other dangers. His unbeatable logic also helped to course the path the Banishing Winds ld take in order to reach their home. Such was what helped him to earn his current rank in the pack.

Once again, Gale considered departing.

by **Rune** on March 22nd 2012, 5:54 pm

(Nope, that is perfectly fine Arisah! You could have gone either way with it, but saying you were already member works out greatly.)

by **Adena** on March 23rd 2012, 6:19 pm

“Was that a smile I spotted?”

“Seriously, though I wanted to thank you…for you know…pretty much getting us here and all. Without your guidance in direction and whatnot we probably would have still been wandering about aimlessly.”

occ: He did get on her nerves at first, but she can tolerate him now xD

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