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The lanky wolf lurked forward into the shadows of the trees, leaving as little scent as possible. Leaving the plains and Geist, Monca had been heading back to her pack, but she couldn't bear to go back empty handed. The wind had carried the fresh scent of spring from the forest she now lingered in, promising great hunting and better protection, but as luck goes she had smelt the familiar scent marks of the pack near by. But this wasn't going to deter her, she had come this far plus she didn't want to look more of a foul she already was to the packs eyes. A rumbling growl echoed thought her thin neck, not a single life form had appeared before her and it was starting to get on her nerves. What sort of pack have a territory that has little than a mouse under the many roots of trees? Just as her thoughts concentrated her away from her main gaol, a slight shuffle of leaves caught the wolf attention, pressing her ears forward Monca stood like a statue, her front paw held high in the air as if froze in mid walk. Monca's eyes scanned the ground for some sort of movement that would betray her victim, another shuffle reveled that a brown hare was forging in the undergrowth, luckily for Monca she was up wind from it. Making as little movement as possible she righted herself into a crouched position, putting all her strength into her back legs. The hare turned its head just as Monca sprung, her front paws held out infrount of her, striking the hare on the back. Her knees buckled under the pressure of sudden solid and with that her jaw opened as the hare lay struggling under her paws, striking the small neck. With a flick of her head, the hare was in the air, snapping out she caught it again and shook it as if it still had life in its limp body.

A hare wasn't much of a prize to bring back to a pack of around eighteen members, the biggest pack Monca had ever seen and it gave her strength to think she has a whole pack behind her if something happened. The sound of water caught her attention, making sure to make as little sound and scent she went to investigate. When she came out of the dark forest she saw a large lake that stood before her. Now she knew why this pack holds onto this area, it was beautiful. Creeping forward, Monca surveyed the trees around her for any other signs of life. Walking to the waters edge the tall mane wolf glared into the water, the hare still hanging limp in her mouth. What was she doing? She was in another packs territory, on her own! Snarling at herself she stood back up, she needed to get out of here before they find her scent marks. Spinning around Monca looked around her, every where she turned looked the same, same tall oak trees, same shadows, same setting sun in the distance. Lost! Lost you idiot! She barked at herself, scaring off a flock of birds who had been perched peacefully in the tree above her.

Sulking the Maned wolf tucked her tail between her legs and flattened her large ears ageist her head, she was a foul. The wind started to pick up, sending ripples in the water. A long shiver took hold of Monca, as she sat there she suddenly realized that each time she got in trouble there had always been someone there to pick her back up. Like when she was attacked by pronghorn, Rovanfaer had come and saved her. Like when she met Geist, when the sand had nearly taken her away, he had grabbed her. Like when she got fever, Cassin had found her and got the herbs she needed. But now as sat there in the bitter cold, she feared what would find her.

Words:664
Notes:I don't mind who comes and finds her.

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[atrb=background,http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t26/corpes3/mysterymid.png] Mystery flicked an ear and sighed a long, sad sigh. She was under so much stress, she couldn't take it. All of a sudden, the pack she was beginning to love got disbanded and their Alpha went missing. She shook her head. This wall too much for her to take in at once. It was worse than her clumsy entry into the pack, falling headfirst down a mountain. The she-wolf soon came to the conclusion that someone was here with her. She sniffed the air. It was hard to smell anything over the scent of rain coming, but she smelled another wolf. A wolf that had a different scent. She sniffed again and took a few steps forward. She gazed around her with her green eyes. There was another wolf here. She could see them now. She slowly walked towards it. She wanted to try and catch it off guard and then confront it. She didn't want a fight. After a few minutes of walking, Mystery was within a few feet of the wolf. "Excuse me," She began, do you know that you are hunting on Amar territory?" She hoped that the wolf didn't know about all of the drama in Amar so they'd be more likely to think she was patrolling or something. She narrowed her eyes as she realized that the wolf had a rabbit in its grasp. "And you have absolutely no right to hunt here." Sh growled. She stepped in front of the wolf. "May I ask, what is your name?" She didn't want to have to deal with a trespasser. She hated fighting. She took another sniff of the wolf. She had a certain smell to her. Then it hit her. Descai. This wolf was a Descai wolf. "What are you doing out here?" She asked. "You're a bit far from your territory, Descai wolf." She really didn't want to fight. But if he didn't get answers, she might be forced to. Count | Hard to count with the posting table adding words DX Over 300. Muse | I'm getting it back! Tags | Monca Notes | Hehehe, can't wait to see how this comes out.

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Darkness seemed to play around her, enrolling the sky with milky blue cream that showed the stars in their former glory. Small clouds were starting to roll towards the light of the moon, snapping her jaws shut the wolf goddess Tor hid the moon's light rays from Monca as she stared up at them. Sadness swelled up in her, what will the pack think? Will they kick her out? Snarling Monca started to pace up and down along side the lake. Never mind, Geist would come back, he will come back... Will he? The slight wind was starting to pick up and a light rain started over her head, along with the wind came a mixture of scents, like the scent marks of the pack, like the scent of a wolf. Wolf!

Monca spun around to come face to face with a smaller wolf, gasping Monca took a few steps back, almost tripping over her own thin legs. The rabbits warm blood still trickled into her mouth, indulging her in a warm sensation. Yes, I am fully a wear that I am hunting in your territory. She said calmly, there was no point lying and no point trying to get out lf this, hopefully this wolf will be kind and just let her go, but of course Monca knew that not all wolves work that way, she could easily just kill Monca where she stands. So let's not let that happen. Monca stood tall, so that this wolf knew she was taller, her tail lay limp between her legs, showing no sign of backing down. No, Monca wasn't the best of fighters, well she had never fought in her life, but with everything in a wolf, it must come naturally or there wouldn't be a wolf kind.

Monca held her grasp on the rabbit tighter as she saw the wolf eye it.It is noones right to be hunting anywhere She sneered back, her ears on end. The thing about being a Maned wolf is that the mane can't really be seen as hackles but she guessed a wolf who has never seen a Maned wolf wouldn't know that she can't really lay down her mane, not hackles. You may not know my name, for I don't know you She retorted, eyeing the wolf back. Her eyes were big and didn't narrow since it was getting darker by the minute.

She could see no reason why this wolf would kill her, she had simply taken one rabbit. She guessed there is plenty to go around, and Descai is getting bigger by the second, the pups are growing and loners turning up asking to join. Why do you think im here? She snarled, Monca's pride wound being thrown down the drain if she came back to Descai with nothing but her beaten self. No way could she beat a wolf twice her weight, spinning around on her heels she stared up at the sky. Great, she is in more trouble than she has ever been in. Yes, I am very far, that's why I want to get back soon before that storm that is brewing up in the Up hits She turned back to the wolf, her red-brown eyes burning into the other wolf eyes. Bracing for anything.

Words: 557
Muse:Not my best
Notes:Thanks for coming

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[atrb=background,http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t26/corpes3/mysterymid.png] Mystery flicked her ear again. She really did not want to have to fight this wolf. She was beginning to rethink what she said. It is just one rabbit. Besides, i have no pack to defend anymore. She thought. She gave a sigh and tried not to show her irritation and rising sadness. She didn't need a wolf she didn't know seeing her in that state. Ever. The wolf was beginning to get irritated herself with her. Mystery wasn't in the mood for this. Irritation rose up again as the wolf said that she couldn't even know her name. Jeez, I just met you and you're already making me dislike you. She thought. She didn't want to say anything, because getting on this wolf's bad side may not be a good idea. She sniffed as the wolf said she wished to get back to her pack because of the storm that was coming. The she-wolf looked at the sky. It was quite obvious that a storm was coming. She gave another sigh. "Fine. Go." She said flatly. "You can go and we can pretend this never happened, alright? I'm not going to do anything to you if you leave." She was being honest. She wouldn't hurt any wolf if they listened to her. She swished her tail and retreated a few steps. She blinked and waited for the wolf to leave. She wasn't going to attack the wolf even if she stayed. She had nothing to fight for. Except for maybe her won survival, but this wolf wasn't interfering with anything that major. "Keep the rabbit. I have no reason to keep it anyways." She said quickly. She then shut her mouth tight. Why did she say that? Oh well, She thought. let's hope she didn't hear me. But a feeling in the she-wolf's gut made her feel like this wasn't the end. Count | 313 words Muse | Oh yeah it's back! Tags | Monca Notes | Oh jeez......

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Monca couldn't bare any wolves like this, easly irritated. Monca could almost see her brother there, infrount of her, his arrogance toward his own strength, thinking he was as strong as a bull. Sadness swelled up inside her, forever she will still see her brothers dying breath as his eyes filled up with the death mist of milky white. A large lump formed in Monca's throat, she had lost everything, everyone she loved, everyone who cared for her and who she cared for. Her eyes turned back to the wolf, drilling into hers, the only way Monca could get out of this alive was to dominate the situation.

Jees this wolf is annoying. Snarling, her lips peeling up to show her thin teeth, her tail raised to make her look bigger. No, she was not going to loss it over this wolf, she is in her territory and she should show respect, but it was getting harder to concentrate with the plump rabbit still hanging in her mouth. The light rain was getting harder, hitting her head in a annoying rhythm. The sun had now completely dropped from the sky, leaving the moon in full sight of the coming rain clouds, which engulfed the moon with one bite. The wind started to pick up, going deep into Monica's thin coat.

Ill gladly go She sneered back, but she wasn't glad to go, she still had a long journey before her in this weather. First thing to worry about was the cold, its more sheltered in the trees and if she is to get back to her pack she'll have to cross the plains. A slight shiver of fear took hold of Monca, never did she want to go back, never. Fine, and its not you im worried about hurting me She sneered through her bared teeth, what will the pack think of her? Will they like it that she got a rabbit or will they not like it that she was in another packs territory?

This is easy, Monca at first had expected a fight to break out but nope, guess this wolf doesn't like fights, shame. Monca turned to leave, hardly turning her head to look at the wolf. Never your rabbit in the first place. She snapped over her shoulder at the wolf. Ha she thought she could take the rabbit as she pleased? I'll be back! Don't you worry She yelled as she plunged into the darkness of the trees. Yet she didn't know if she would come back at all, let's hope they portal their borders better when I do.

Clamping her jaw shut on the rabbit, Monca ran at a lope around the trees. Hopefully she'll make good time and get the rabbit to the pups. That would be lovely, to maybe tell a story too. Monica's face lit up at the thought. But just then lightning struck a tree above her, Monca had no time to run as a large branch came crashing down onto her back legs, a slight crack feeling coming from her ankle. Help! She dropped the rabbit and shouted with all her might. Blood was pooling around her rump and the tree above that got hit, went ablaze. Great.

Monca started to struggled desperately as small sparks of fire started to fall from the burning tree towards her, but luckily the rain would put them out before they got to her. But Monca was still trapped with no way out.

Words:581
Muse:A little better
Notes:You chose what happens xD

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[atrb=background,http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t26/corpes3/mysterymid.png] Mystery flicked her ear in annoyance. This wolf was being a pain in the rear end. She didn't want to have to deal with a wolf that thought she could do what she wanted and go as she pleased. And then came the replies to her words. My, She thought, I really don't like you now. Scat. She truly disliked this wolf. She thought back and began to think that it was her first time actually hating another wolf. Yippee. She thought, what an accomplishment. As the she-wolf disappeared into the forest, Mystery couldn't help but feel a bit relieved. She wouldn't have to fight anyone, and she wouldn't have to argue with anyone. If you didn't count what she had already said as an argument. After a few moments she was a bolt of lighting, heard a crack, and saw fire light up. Then she swore she heard the wolf she had just run into cry for help. I can't just leave her there. She thought. She ran for the tree, soon realizing that the she-wolf was caught underneath it. While it was on fire. Oh boy. She thought. "Uh... er... I'll see what I can do." She said nervously. She was a fairly small wolf and didn't have much in the way of strength. What was she supposed to do? Then she found a spot beside the wolf and began to dig. If there was a hole under the tree trunk, she just might be able to lift it off the wolf an let her escape. It would also keep her from getting burned, or badly burned, at least. She dug a small hole about two feet wide and about four or five inches deep. She then turned around and kicked out her back legs, attempting to move the tree. Her paws made a satisfying thump, but it didn't move more than a centimeter. She then turned back around and pushed with her shoulder. It didn't do much better, but it moved it about half an inch. "I think I might have a way to get you out. Just hold still." She said. She was beginning to get a bit dizzy at the sight of the blood that was coming from the wolf, but she stayed calm and continued to push. After a good five minutes, the tree had been pushed another half a foot. "Almost there......" She grunted, pushing harder. The rain was beginning to come down at a good pace, tinging the places where her fur got singed. With one final push, using every ounce of her strength, she rolled her shoulder down to the bottom of the trunk and pushed, moving it another few inches, and also lifting it off the ground. "Can you get out now?" She asked nervously. She was beginning to shake under the weight. "Because I can't hold it much longer." Count | 480 words ^^" Muse | Yeah baby, it's back! Tags | Monca Notes | C'mon.... get out so Mystery doesn't break her shoulder!

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Great, just what she needed, a big situation. Monca claws scraped desperately at the wet ground, pushing her no further away from the flames. But as luck goes the flames were being put out by the rain but still they spat and snapped at Monca. What if she died here? Will the pack even notice? She wondered if Geist would even know. Placing her paws on the trunk she pushed with all her might, calming her jaws shut from the pressure. Snarling at herself Monca stoped to take a deep breath as her head started to get dizzy and her eyes blinded by black spots at the corner of her vision. Smoke was starting to curl up toward her as the wind picked up again, making it even harder for her to see and breath

Pain sneered at her from her rump and ankle, the trunk still pinning her to the ground, the force of gravity causing it to push further into her body. Its barky skin digging into her flesh, ripping and scaring with each movement Monca made. She was done for. Her large ears shriveled around just as the she wolf she had just left moments ago came towards her, Monca gave no words toward her, for her throat was coated in smoke. Monca watched as the wolf started to push the truck further off her, causing it to push further down into her rump since it now had less surface area to support its massive weight.

Monca could see, more feel the trunk being lifted from her, a huge sigh of relief came from her parched lips. Using her front legs, Monca dragged herself out from under the tree, and scrambled to her feet. Than- Thank you She said in a shaky voice, sounding a bit crocky. That's was the last thing she said as she turned and run away, her tail tucked between her legs. Never again, never never never was she going to go back, not in a million years. Pain did slow her down, but adrenaline still pumped through her vain, casing her to feel only a numb feeling in her rump and ankle. Her back leg hung high in the air, tucked under her belly as she ran on three legs, it was too painful to run on her ankle. Maybe she had broken it, great, all she has to show for her day out is a broken ankle, bloody pelt and a rabb- Shot! Turning her head around, Monca looked in vain though the darkness, she had left her rabbit next to the trunk and now she had nothing positive to show for her day. But she continued to run, no turning back now.

Soon Monca came the the edge of the forest and came in sight of the plains, just maybe a few hours of painful running and she'll be home.

Words:481
Muse:Worst I've done xD
Notes:We can end it there or do you have a idea?