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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2019 5:37 pm
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Step, step, step. Turn. Glance. Step, step, step. Repeat. One alpha paced restlessly, a strange sense of seriousness on his face. The usually doofy male seemed to be lacking his usual bounce, something clearly on his mind. He couldn't even bring himself to sit still! So, Night Fell paced around the same little patch of sand. His paw prints were getting deeper and deeper as he stepped in the same places over and over again.
Finally, either realizing he was wearing a trail into the sand or needing to do more than just circle, Night Fell headed out towards the patrol path, needing to think.
A lot was on his mind after their recent trek to the forest area, vising their allies. While the festivities had been fun and very much needed for the desert dwellers, Night Fell had begun to make decisions. Some of which had been in limbo long enough.
But first... he needed guidance. A voice of wisdom to let him know if he was being an idiot. Not that Soul Thief wasn't good at this....
Mind made up, Night Fell shifted his path and sought out a particular wolf.
"Ma? You around here somewhere?" The alpha called, seeking the wisest shewolf he knew. Or at least the only one he really tended to listen to. "Your favorite son of the desert needs some advice." He added. "Y'know, the more handsome one that tries to be alpha?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2019 7:29 pm
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Blood Falcon had just begun to bed down for the night when she heard his call. Yawning quickly, her head turned away in the span of time it took, she immediately jumped to her paws and sought him out. When they met in the middle, Blood Falcon immediately nuzzled at him, subtly checking he hadn't gotten into a scrap that day.
"The most scarred one, definitely," she teased. Since having her first litter, it was as if Blood Falcon's already maternal instincts had doubled. Never mind that they had long since become adults, she was always eager to nurse - metaphorically, anyway. She nudged Night Fell towards her den so they could curl up together and be out of the elements. And away from the open, public eye.
"Are you finally looking for advice on love?" Blood Falcon asked coyly. "Oh, I've been waiting for this day!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 05, 2019 4:43 pm
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Something eased in the black and white marbled wolf when he spotted the den mother of the sun addled fools who hung around the desert. Clearly, they needed someone of a much more sound mind to keep an eye on them! Especially when their growing numbers held many raider's. And a silly alpha. Who transitioned in to nothing but an overgrown pup when confronted with Blood Falcon.
Night Fell returned the nuzzle, a small sigh escaping followed by a small chuckle. "I swear by the desert I ain't got no more cuts, bruises, or missing limbs." He mostly joked. Mostly, he attempted to reassure the shewolf.
"Hey! I hear the ladies like a man who's a lil' roughed up." The alpha defended himself. By falling in to a playful pose with his lower half down and back half still in the air, tail wagging. Until he was nudged. He put on the theatrics by falling all the way to the ground. Then hopped back up and shook the sand from his fur before following after Blood Falcon and having no shame in curling up and snuggling with her.
"Bah! Why would I need advice on love, Ma?" He paused. "I already got you!" This was followed by more laughter.
Slumping down, Night Fell closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, centering himself. "I need advice on m'packmates. Are they happy here? Tired of the desert? Am I jus' a silly dingbat that thinks he can be alpha?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2019 10:08 pm
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"A little!" Blood Falcon scoffed as she nudged him into the den with a hip bump. "You're going to make the healers experienced by yourself at this rate.
Once curled up neatly around one another, she began to groom Night Fell, picking burrs and dust from his fur as she listened. Normally one to stick to romance just like those burrs did to bodies, Blood Falcon allowed the topic to change when she heard the genuine doubt in his voice. "What, did someone say something?" she asked, making it clear she would go and visit them to have a talk on his behalf if so. "I'm very happy here, you know! I have you, and the pack, and the darlings down in the pit~"
You know, the venomous ones.
"And you so graciously let me visit my family whenever," she went on. "I couldn't possibly be happier somewhere else, sweetie! Are you still happy to be here?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2020 11:57 am
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Blood Falcon took a few moments to respond, wrapped up in digging at a patch of stiff fur behind his ear and even pushing him down to make sure he'd sit still while she did. "Are you taking mudbaths? You always need to clean behind these, I keep telling you..." After spitting out the caked mud, she said, "Honey, you're doing fine. More than fine! How many alphas can say they're friends with two other entire packs? And ones with good boys at the helm, unless you or Big Bad start razzing each other," she teased.
Were all three packs a bit in the gray area, morally speaking? Yeah. But every member was precious to her, and Blood Falcon wanted to see them happy more than she cared about the riches or states of others. She had learned the survival skills needed to live in this world and used them to get to where she was - and it meant accepting that "good" was a flexible definition.
It also helped that she was called "mom" by a lot more than her actual children.
"Something's been eating at you," Blood Falcon said knowingly. "Come on, out with it. Where is this doubt suddenly coming from?"
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