WolfHowl

Hello and this is a roleplay open for anyone on the site to join!I will start...

SoulFire trotted through the maze of trees watching as light got closer ,she began to get faster and finally raced out into a clearing and looked around and padded through the tall grass and to a cave ,the outside was covered in roses as a vine of beautiful red roses had wrapped around the outside.She padded into the cave ,she had claimed it to be her den and lived there for years now.She laid down quietly wandering what to do ,she decided she would just rest for now.She had just come back from a successful hunting trip and was now full and very tired.After a good rest she woke up and walked out of her den to sniff the air ,she finally began to walk off so she could patrol her territory.She stoped at a group of trees that were very close together and sat down to rest for a while.

OOC: Definitely not my best post ever. But there ya' go! c:

Roses. Sweet, sweet roses. The peculiar scent was heavy in the air, tickling his cold nose. The winged wolf blinked uncertainly, for a moment debating the reliability of his nose. Why would roses be all the way out here?

While naming off native plants was certainly not Undwing's strongsuit, he knew enough to say roses weren't particularly native to the aspen regions, which is probably why it grabbed his interest so securely. Lifting his nose to the air, his nostrils flared as they inhaled the sweet scent, confirming it. His upper lip curled into a slight grin, exposing the pearly tip of his canine mischeviously, "Well, there's no harm in investigating."

Kicking off the dry dirt, the chimera propelled forward in a run, unaware that he had just crossed a border marker.

Soul looked around quietly taking a sniff in and smelling somthing nearby.The smell of another living creature made her jump up and look around.It smelled almost like another wolf was nearing.She wandered around and began toward it ,her paws tuning up dirt as she looked around cuatiously.She sat ,the flames around her paws turned a medium gray ,showing she was catious she watched and went into a crouching position.She waited for a while then decided that a wolf was probly just passing by so she began to pad back to the den.Around halfway to the den she began to beat her wings and lift into the air so she could see what all was nearby.

Skooma padded forth, avoiding the twigs and dry leaves as she trached down the goose. It moved fast, seemed to be dragged by something... Maybe the hunters were luiring her in! She yipped and turned around the other way. She had been wrong though, it was a fox taking away its kill of the day.