3, 2, 1, Snap! (Open)

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Muscular grey form flexed as his paws beat heavily against the moss and twig covered grounds, eyes narrowed as he focused on the small form that tried to elude him through the undergrowth. He would succeed, he would get it this time. His stomach needed it, he needed it! He couldn't fail this time! Determination drove him, pushing himself forward, hind paws beating against the ground as he continued in his pursuit of this long eared rodent. Claws tearing at the forest floor as he weaved and wound through the tall trees that surrounded them, bright green eyes focused on the rabbit that was literally running for its life.

The young male launched himself forward, back legs and paws giving it their all as he sprang toward the small creature, jaws wipe open as his fangs sank into the small critters throat. A low growl rumbling escaped clenched fangs as Vasco's grip tightened, then almost instantly, snap! Blood filled his mouth, dripping slowly from the now lifeless carcass. Knowing it could now not escape, the grey and black, brown speckled brute allowed his prey to fall to his paws. Salmon coloured tongue flicked out from his bloodstained muzzle, licking himself clean almost as he peered around at his surroundings. Emerald eyes looked up at the canopy, stare gradually adverting to the strange tree that stood alone unlike the others around him. It was, odd. Though he soon shrugged it off, the brute turning his attention back toward his kill, laying himself comfortably upon the ground as he began to tuck into this much so needed meal.

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Cal:
Cal growled, his blue eyes fixed on the tree that had slapped him. He snarled at it, then continued. His brown form trudging through the undergrowth, tearing out vines that caught his paws without noticing. He was a brown, white and silver tank. He then bumped his nose into a tree and snarled. Then he looked up at the tree and cocked his head. A story was etched on the bark. He started at it, blue eyes scanning the story of his father before him... He looked over at a sudden snap! and approached, cautious but wondering what that noise had been.

(Sorry it's so short, I was pressed on time)

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(I hope you don't mind me joining.)

Roman

A sleek shadow passed over the ground, floating swiftly like a ghost over the twig and moss covered forest floor. Long strides brought Roman past trees and bushes as his slender legs wove him through the maze of underbrush. He had heard of a great tree adorned with symbols of wisdom that brought stillness and serenity to the ones that looked upon it, and he needed some peace of mind about now. All day Roman had journeyed to find it, and he knew he was close, he could feel it. Or was it just the chilly air that brushed past his face numbing his nose, or the growing temptation of just wanting to stop and be finished searching. He didn't know, but he kept going because he did know that if he stopped now, he wouldn't continue at all.

Slowly his strides came in less length and speed as a thick feeling in the air caught his attention. It wasn't just getting colder or him losing his mind, and even the forest seemed to be denser and more alive despite the time of season. Roman gradually came to a stop and flung his head around to observe his surroundings, he tried detecting any scents, but his pointed nose hardly worked with how cold it was.  Looking up with bright hazel eyes, the male wolf traced the cluster of branches above him, and something began to poke at his thoughts. The large reaching boughs didn't seem to belong to several different trees, but were all groping from one general direction. Excitement spurred Roman forward, the peace tree had to be close, it had to. As he padded further on, a large dark column began to show it's self from between the many other smaller trees, and that's when he knew he had found it.

Roman looked up with awe and wonder at the towering tree, and trotted closer on swift nimble paws. His focus was so intent on the beautiful mammoth of a plant that he didn't notice the wolf laying in front of him until he was tumbling over the large animal  face first.