Gunshot- A Hunting Dog RP

Babybel patted Buckle on the back.

Sharpie entered the rather warm den and padded to the far back, where his good night vision came in handy. It was even warmer here, and quite a large cavern, enough for a good sized pack to squeeze into.
"Nice place," he commented, sitting down.
"Thanks, it's nice to get away sometimes," replied Frost, sitting delicately.

"he's probavly with that fresh, stupid, nò good WOLF." buckle stood up.

Babybel sighed, "Who's she?"

Dimond walked over to Baybel and Buckle " You talking about..Sharpie? "

"Uhhhmmm.." Babybel didnt know what to say.

Samuel let his head drop, "did I pass?" he asked in a hushed tone.

" It's just a guss....if you don't wan't anyone to hear..quiet down..." she said and walked away

Buckle stood up. "mabie she should just mind her own business" she muttered.

"Yea," Babybel smiled.

Dimond heard them...she let it go...she was just trying to help, so that nobody would here them...Dimond walked down under the house and curled up for the rest of the night....mabey she WAS a little nosey.

Night trotted threw the forest like she was a normal fox, not part wolf or a guardian. She stopped by a stream and sipped up some water and smiled at the reflection in the pond.....then suddenly she saw another reflection one she knew she looked up and across from the pond was a beautiful violet-blue fox looked at her with a smile.

(This character isn't name yet...I'll get on it and its another traditional character that needs a digital ref....they were buds since childhood and this blue-violet one is also a guardian! xD)

(( ok cool! ))

[alrighty then]

"I know what you mean," said Sharpie absently, sighing before laying down on the unusually warm ground.
"There's a hot spring underground, you can smell the sulfur over there," answered Frost to Sharpie's unasked question. The dog sniffed in the direction she had pointed to a smelled a light roten egg scent. It made sense, and instead of marveling in the strange event, he took advantage of it and stretched out.
"This would be a wonderful place to live," he murmered, but his words did not go unheard.
"Then move in, I only use it sparingly, and it really does deserve someone full time. There's another cave a bit to the west, I'll use that instead."
"No no! I don't want to take your private place." Swanfrost laughed, a beautiful sound.
'I give it to you...in hopes you may stay?"
Silence.
"Definitely. Thank you Swanfrost." She nodded, laying down so that their flanks touched lightly. It was companionable, and Sharpie drifted off to sleep, happy again.

Sam looked into Swift's eyes, "so did I pass Swift? can I stay here...with you" the wolf asked, worried.

"I...," she looked back once more up on the hill where the mounds were just visible, and a warm calmness spread over her. "Yes, you may stay. And I hope that you will always stay close to me?" Her golden hawk eyes caught Sam's, and there was a question in them.

[FINALLY!]

[Wait can Night come back and visit her everyone now and then? And she wants to show Swift her old friend...]

[yeah, swiftnight and sam are gonna come back, I just err, idk yet. i think i want one of the pups to be alive, but idk how that's going to work. ><]

[it could...the pup could be grown up?]

[Yeah, the pup, well now grown could walk up the hill because they were also using the den as their own?]

Samuel smiled, "I will never leave your side, I promise this as a Knight of the Moon, I.."Sam then licked Swift's cheek, "I love you, and will always love you" he said nuzzling the wolf's cheek and neck affectionately.

[Yeah...]

Buckle stood up, "thats it, i cant take this anymore, im going to find him." with no further ado, she trotted into the woods.

[i think it'll still be a pup, i don't feel like having ANOTHER full grown character XDXD]
Swiftnight returned the licks, happy as could be, when she heard a sound.

"WHO's there?!" came a defiant voice, and she turned, but saw nothing. "Who are you?" it growled again, and Swift became agitated.
"Who are YOU?" she asked loudly, still turning.

[which pup should it be though?]

SHARPIE!" Buckle called, a blanket of snow covered the ground, soaking up any sound. it was quiet, an eerie quiet. she expected something to jump out and scare her any second.

"SHARPIE!" she called again. "where are you?!" she saw pawprints in the snow, she sniffed them but couldnt figure out who they belonged to.

Sharpie heard someone calling his name, for a moment he thought it was Sheila telling him to get up. The male stirred and sat up, bealry-eyed, sniffing around. He smelled something familiar, and, thinking it was his brother, ignored the other sleeping animal and padded out of the den; it was only then that things registered, and he remembered where he was. But the voice called again, and he thought perhaps he was dreaming. Well, maybe he'd get to see her in his dream! The aussie bounded off at a strong lope, backtracking and moving towards the voice. Finally, from behind some bushes, Sharpie peered out and saw, not a lab, but Buckle. He sighed, but his tail was wagging, and as he stood there he noticed her beautiful eyes and her strong, lithe build. She was pretty, friendly...he felt a certain tug at his heart. Maybe....maybe....he didn't finish the thought, but padded out with a grin on his face.
"Hey, Buckle, what's up?" he asked.