Bison Plains

Chaos nodded to Aurora, for he liked this plan better; expecting a better out come. His large deep emerald optics slid over the bunch, gazing at each one for a moment. He looked back at Aurora and cleared his throat a bit. "Aurora, dear, your plan shall work if you give the right wolf the right area. I know Ominous is fast, and if Ember is as fast as his build implies, then he'd be wondrous for herding it back here with her. Chaos narrowed his eyes on Ember, observing his frame. He was small and looked agile enough to charge and make swift turns to guide the bison back.

The Group didnt do anything, they were just talking about something, Fenrir was sick of waiting and jumped down to approach them, at the same time he jumped down a big wound on his right front leg opened again and the blood dripped down his leg but he didnt mind. He was more surprised that they didnt saw him or maybe they didnt care about a stranger. He went to them slow to not look like a threat. He sat down straight on a respectful distance and said with his deep voice "Greetings, I'am Fenrir" he still kept his guard up and added "Sorry if i entered your teritory but what are you all doing here?" He waited for the answer and licked the blood from his leg.

Ominous glanced up at the large brute who slowly approached them, he kept a clear distance from the small odd clan. The silver fae stared intently at him, fascinated by his large size. Then again, Ominous was quite small to begin with. Her small luminous audits perked up as she tilted her head at him. She was wondering many things. 'Where did he come from? Why is he so large? It's he a threat? Did he come with a pack?... Actually, why are we here? We had no idea who each other was. Why here? Why now?' As the petite she-wolf aloud her mind to ponder the thoughts, she let her clear bright optics orbit each wolf, scanning them once more. Ominous spoke as she looked at the large brute once more. Her voice was light and sweet, Greetings, Fenrir. I'm Ominous, pleasure to meet you.

The first wolves already introduced themself to Fenrir, he was quite surprised that they were friendly. "Nice to meet you both, Ominous and Aurora." he said and came a little bit closer, the two females showed no fear, that was good for him, the first wolves after months who didnt ran away instantly. Aurora even had problems to pronounce his name, but he didnt mind, some pronounce it right and some not. They were about to hunt and she asked him if he would like to join, "I have nothing against a good hunt!" he added, his stomach began to growl as he thought of fresh meat. "Just dont get in my way." he said and glanced at the two females. Bad thing was that the wound wouldnt stop bleeding, his whole leg was bloody now but he couldnt do something about it, he just tried to stand still.

Chaos glanced at the large wolf Aurora and Ominous had spoken to, he turned to him and nodded lightly. Before speaking he observed the brute, noticing his defensive nature Chaos was ready to defend his sister and new friends. Although he did not physically brace himself, he was ready to risk it all to keep them safe. Suddenly the rusty-copper brute caught a glance of Fenrir's bloody wound. He watched the crimson drip, he suddenly filled with the horrid memories of the brutal and bloody fights he's gone through protecting Ominous and their other siblings. He shook his head and flicked his audits. "Welcome, Fenrir. I'm Chaos, also Ominous' brother. That's a nasty looking wound you have there. We shouldn't go hunting until its been tended to. It may just get worse if you're out there chasing bison." All Chaos could smell was the fresh blood leaking from the brute before him. It lingers in his muzzle, making him lift his right fore paw and rubbing it over his muzzle.

More wolves approached him to say hello, "Greetings,Vertrou and Chaos, nice to meet you!" he said to the two males, Fenrir noticed that Chaos wanted to defend everyone here, Fenrir had no purpose on fighting so he let his guard down, he felt safe here anyway. At once everyone said that he shouldnt hunt with that wound, he started growling as he heard that Aurora offered to share food with him, so he should stay back like a little pup that cant even run properly? "Ha! You mean this little flesh wound? I will hunt, this little wound wont stop me." He knew that the hunt would make the wound even bigger but it would hurt his ego if he wouldnt help hunting against a Bison. "Someone got a plan?" he asked curious.

Chaos avert his eyes from Fenrir, watching as Ominous wandered away into the brush. He tilted his head slightly, and was surprised to see her return with a maw full of vegetation. The rusty colored brute watched his young sister tend to the injured wolf. Ominous was always a sweet caring young fae. He soon lost focus of them as he looked past, a small movement catching his eye. It was another wolf, one full of various brown shades, rolling around in the tall grass. It didn't seem bothered by the group. Chaos observed closely, the wolf stayed on it's back. Chaos snapped back into the group as Ominous sat beside him once more.

The young damsel noticed the wolves have acknowledged her, staring at her as she lies in the emerald vegetation. Willow spun her structure to where she was on her stomach once more. She was still at first, then she tilted her head near them, by doing so her left ear once again flopped over. Her tail struck up like a banner as she pulled her frame to her feet, not in a threat, it was lightly swaying side to side. Willow was not happy about seeing the wolves, the food source, or any such thing. She was glad to be in the wondrous weather. She shut her pale optics and smiled as a warm gust ran through her lush pelt. Upon opening her eyes, she looked at the clan. "Oh, they're still looking at me? I might as well introduce myself. I don't want to invade their territory." The lass shook out her coat, the small dew drops from the grass covered her. As Willow strolled closer, her tailed dropped lower but still flowing sideways. Upon reaching a good distance the dame halted, looking up seeing the gathered wolves. Willow was about a yard or so away. She's a shy and qiuet she-wolf. She batted her pale kind eyes. "Greetings all, my name is Willow. I'm sorry for entering your land, this weather... it just caught my attention. I'm used to snow covered land all the time. If you don't wish for me to stay it's no trouble for me to head out."Willow's shy voice flowed smoothly from her vocals. She didn't make eye contact, her gaze just stayed on the landscape. If she looked at the wolves she'd be too shy to speak much. The long puffy tail that once lightly wagged, now tightly coils the carmel colored haunches of the lass. Her receptors lowered a bit and she looked at the ground shuffling her paws.

The silver she-wolf was a bit confused as she watched the stranger tumble around in the outer edge of the plain. Ominous sat up as the foreigner confronted them. Her name, willow. She was a shy wolf alright, and vivid markings of various browns coated her. Ominous couldn't help but gaze at Willow's torn flopped over ear. She soon came to her senses. And greeted the new one. "Hello! Welcome to the club, Willow. Aurora's right, you should join the hunt. There should be more than enough to go around, and we should be able to take one down quicker." Ominous' stomach released a growl, the silver damsel was crouched and ready. "Just let us know who's going where and doing what, Aurora. Ominous let loose a low snarl towards the beasts grazing in the field. She was hungry, and ready to charge.

After that he heard a shy fae, so he wasnt the only newcomer here. Fenrir was never good in speaking to shy wolves but introducing was no problem, after everyone else introduced themself so her name was Willow, "Greetings Willow, nice to meet you, i am Fenrir." he said with his deep voice. The fact that she wasnt even looking at us as she spoke to us, made him quite angry but he was hungry and thought of something else. "Allright Aurora, you got a plan? just speak it out, i think we all getting a bit hungry." he added.

Chaos perked his ears up as the stranger that he saw rolling around, began to walk closer. She was much smaller than him, but a bit bigger than Ominous. She didn't make eye contact with the group, he smiled and looked at his sister beside him. Ominous is usually the same way meeting many new wolves at once, but Chaos was there when she showed up. "Hello, the name's Chaos." Chaos' voice sounded distant as he gazed at the new comer, observing each feature. Such as her folded receptor. 'Huh, why is it folded? oh... it's torn, maybe this little fae didn't have the best past... seems like none of us had a good past whatsoever.'The copper brute thought of his and Ominous' history, then he gazed at the others, wondering what happened to them. Suddenly his audits sunk low as his stomach growled. He shook his frame and lowered himself, his tail wagging, ready for the cammands. "We're ready when you are, Chief" He said to Aurora with a swift smile and wink.

Willow bowed her head to the wolves before her, she looked up and glanced at each one once more. She took note of where each was seated, She then heard Aurora say hunting. The small multi-brown speckled dame was excited. She sat up a bit taller, and spoke confidently. Although her optics still shifting from the ground to the group. "Wonderful to meet you all, and hunting sounds wonderous."  Willow licked her jowls, and stretched her digits. Her piercing talons making marks in the dirt. She made eye contact with the large female. Willow smiled, she loved hunting, it was maybe the thing she was best at. Her caramel tail swayed once more, and she wondered over between Aurora and Ominous. Taking a seat between the two, the males were much larger than her, it made Willow unsure.

Ominous shut her eyes and nodded swiftly to Aurora, if she was chosen to herd it, she'd be ready to bound. The small agile female braced her frame ready to charge, whether it be to herd or ambush. She looked at the best, then glanced once more at Aurora. "It's your call, Aurora. This is your land, you have the right to decide." The braced she-woof was ready to sink her ivories into a fresh meal.

Fenrir listened to the plan, it was good to try something else, in his whole life he hunted alone but he didnt care because most times it was successful. But Aurora is right, Fenrir is no wolf of chasing, the bison would probably outrun him. One good precise jump with his whole weight and strength would knock the bison over but only if the bison would be near enough and if it isnt the biggest on earth. He nodded at Aurora and added "Sounds good, ready when you are."

Species: Common North American Bison
Gender: Bull/Male
Health: 70/100
Strength: 50
Speed: 30
Wisdom: 20
Stamina: 50


The young male sniffed the grass as the herd started returning. He simply ignored the wolves on the hill above, not that he even knew of them. He was too busy getting fat for the winter, better to be start early than to be late. He continued eating the emerald grass, not even noticing that his herd had gathered a few yards away.