forum Wolf RP

Started March 25, 2018 by @SofieTheWolf group

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Sofie sighed and waved a paw at DK. She turned to Moxie and Duchess, “It’s ok if I take some fish and start working on my hammock right?” Sofie was already picking up some vines.

'Oh, you're making a hammock?' Duchess placed the fish down, already rounding up some sticks and twigs to make a fireplace. Moxie, swallowed two gulps of her fish before she continued.
'That's alright. Maybe we can cook one half of the batch and the other half stays raw. We'll go into the den later after dinner, we need a bit of grooming.' She went back to eating, while Duchess kept having trouble with the fire. The rubbing stick method wasn't working.
'Oh my… Moxie's too busy, is anyone here strong enough to help me with a fire? I could never tell by myself.'

I walk over and a fireball appears in my claw as I toss it on the sticks making a fire "there, is that better"

(Still on the fence about some stuff, but something where I get to interact with and help animals.)

(Same!!!)

Sofie watched DK light the fire with big, terrified eyes. She didn’t have any fire powers and those who did scared her. Sofie was more used to the cold and had not had good experiences with fire. After almost dying in a pit of lava, Sofie had grown a little bit of a phobia. Hurriedly, Sofie grabbed a couple of fish and opened her wings. With a whoosh and a couple of flaps she was up in the tree branches. Carefully and thoughtfully, she picked a wide, strong-looking branch and began to reinforce it with the vines.

Looks at Sofie as she tied some of the vines on some branches and I look back at the fire

Riverpaw put a couple bunches of leaves and grass on top of a few bushes and dragged them under the roots. She pressed the bushes and grass flat and covered the empty spots with the leaves, then she went back out and tied and tucked longer, wider strands of grass and vines to the roots to hide the den. While she was pulling out the flowers, she glanced at the den. It looked a lot like the first den she and her sister made together.
She whimpered and took the flowers inside.

Sofie finished her hammock and settled down into it. She faced the few stars that had begun to appear and watched them twinkle through the branches. Their patterns were unfamiliar to her. The moon was just a small sliver in the darkening sky, it was hardly thicker than one of Sofie’s whiskers. She sighed, remembering the one time she had actually planted her feet on a moon. She missed those days when she was young and bold and unaware of all the danger around her. She missed Gray by her side and her carefree spirit. She didn’t have to worry about her friends being in danger then. She only had to worry that she’d be able to visit them in time for their birthday. Sofie let herself remember knowing that she wouldn’t be able to sleep that night.

Sofie finished her hammock and settled down into it. She faced the few stars that had begun to appear and watched them twinkle through the branches. Their patterns were unfamiliar to her. The moon was just a small sliver in the darkening sky, it was hardly thicker than one of Sofie’s whiskers. She sighed, remembering the one time she had actually planted her feet on a moon. She missed those days when she was young and bold and unaware of all the danger around her. She missed Gray by her side and her carefree spirit. She didn’t have to worry about her friends being in danger then. She only had to worry that she’d be able to visit them in time for their birthday. Sofie let herself remember knowing that she wouldn’t be able to sleep that night.

Duchess successfully cooked half the batch of fish, having eaten three already. Moxie had finished her fill, and wandered towards one of the wolves. But then she remembered, she didn't know where the den is. She looked at the pair of wolves helping with a hammock, something Moxie might be able to help with, but she wasn't sure if she could have one for herself either.
'Hey, can you please tell me where the den is?'
'Didn't she show us already? No… I forgot, sorry dear.'

Sofie peered over the edge of her hammock, shaken from her memories by Moxie and Duchess’s voices. She called down to them and pointed in the direction of DK’s base, “You can sleep there, or if you want you can make a hammock; there’s enough leftover vines!” Sofie lingered, her paw hanging over the edge of the hammock as she waited for a response from the cats.

Name: Andre
Species: White Fox
Gender: Male
Powers: The ability to make clones.
Looks: Hazelnut eyes, tan skin. He has an easily identifiable tattoo of his mothers name on his right paw to symbolize his love for her.
Personality: An absolute idiot, funny, and helpful.
Diet: Salad, and berries.
Accessories: None