The Bare Minimum (open)

[Boomer]

Berith;

“OUCH! the blue male said as a branch stabbed into his hind right leg. He growled to himself “Stupid branch... Berith mumbled before limping as he walked. He tried to walk it off, but it only seemed to make the pain much worse, he sighed and laid on his stomach. He would’ve sat down, but his leg was hurting badly and some blood had been dripping and Berith did not know he had left a small trail of blood behind. Berith laid his head against a tree, his tail flicking up and down every second. His claws would seep into the dirt, his eyes flinched because of the pain. “Why me?” he looked up before shaking his head roughly.

There was a faint sound of bushes rustling and Berith looked “Whos there?” he said almost loudly. His head lifted and his ears flattened, Berith’s lips raised, showing teeth. He growled of course not knowing if there was even a stranger there or not, wondering if the stranger would be evil... or good, or just simply in between. His leg still hurt, but he played it off well. The male snorted loudly, and his eyes scanned the area.

[baRoguing]

Keylo had been wandering the area alone, unsure to where she's headed. Her strong legs kept her adventurous mind exploring new areas she's never known about. She flicks her tail early from side to side as she looks around at her surroundings. Occasionally she would sniff the ground or plant as she passed through. That's when the scent of blood caught her attention. She stopped and studied the blood for a moment to figure our who the injured soul is: prey, an enemy or maybe another wolf. She followed the light blood trail still she heard an unfamiliar voice call out followed by a low growl. She stopped and pause for a moment deciding in mind what to do...


She stepped through the brush to show herself. She kept a slight friendly smile along with relaxed body movement. "I mean no harm." She stood a safe distance away as she gazed over the injured wolf.