Today I am kicking my-self
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WC::325||OOC: For Rosie!

He was being shamed, the black male had told him that he was not to sleep in the pack den, he was not to eat with the pack, and he was not to leave the pack lands. The male had committed a crime that he did not think was nearly as bad as everyone was trying to say it was. He wanted to see Rendall to figure out why she had left him; he had taken a leave from the one pack lands, to come to New Dawn to make life better for them, the silver male had been tending to around the pack lands, burying what bones where left after he had take the marrow out of them, and then the pelts he took them, they worked great for the make shift sleeping area he was working on, the male knew he was going to be away from the pack for a while and with the sudden chill of the weather, the male feared that he was going get a frost bite.

The silver male did not want to try to shift with how food had been so scares to him, the male had been living off the scraps of food that the pack had not wanted, trying to salvage every bit of meat, and every bit of marrow. The male had found the fish near Avalon, to be tasty but the travel to and from there and still be able to make it back to the Glen Eyrie, to lay in the den that he had been working on, the male had made a nest stacking stick, and mud together to make a lean to, while taking the small amounts of fur pelts that he could fine, to line the lean to, and the ground, the male knew that if the wind would shift just a bit he would get cold, but he was out here for a reason…a stupid reason…but a reason.


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Word Count → 356 :: sorry for the delay, love. i fail.


Shandom desperately wanted to get away from the pack for a little while, to rest in the solace of his own mind. The white male was utterly confused by events that had recently transpired, especially the ones regarding the silvery Omega male, Noah. This creature deserved all the shame he was currently receiving from the pack, and the Qi'Vaex man did not pity him. Certainly, he missed the comforts an Omega could bring - he liked the light hearted nature that came along with just being lowly, the reasoning that "Well, it can't get much worse from here!" It was never a position that he would want to be in - he was, after all, highly prejudiced against the rank as a whole - but he could see the benefits. At the meeting, Titania had appeared unduly distressed about losing the man as a companion, and Shandom pitied his Alphess. He quite liked the female and did not enjoy her distress. For this, he was further irritated with Noah.

Such musings had left him stomping around the territory in a bit of a point. The white man on four legs did not wish the rest of the pack to see him in such a state; it was undignified, and he did his best to portray himself as a potential source of reason and wisdom. His older age, at least in comparison to the rest of the pack, gave him the mindset that he should be thrust into this position, and while his rank did not portray that Shandom did his best to act as a role model at all times. Regardless, he could not help the change in moods that sometimes overcame him, and so he chose to separate himself from the others.

Unfortunately, he came across the Omega, the very source of the bitter taste on his teeth. Assuming a more dominant position, Shandom walked over to the crippled man and fixed him with an irritated glare. I hate to speak to you, because you are lowly and do not deserve words, but you do realize the enormous inconvenience you've caused this entire pack, correct?



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The sliver male had always acted on his heart. He was learning though that when it came to his heart that it didn’t mean a thing, he was a fool to think that any one would ever love him, like what he thought he wanted. The longer the time he was doomed to spend in banishment within the pack, the less he wanted around others. The male was getting use to having this vast amount of alone time; and was starting to not mind it so much.

Seeing the white gamma the silver male rolled his ears back…this was not something he wanted. The silver male looked at him his eye turned down and away, he knew his rank. He knew he was in trouble with the pack. The male did not wish to show his underbelly. This male might be of higher hank then him, but really what happen that put such a chip on his shoulder. Unless he was a blood brother to the black leader; then that would explain it all. ”When…why t..t..talk to me?” The male asked him back.

He knew he was being an unruly omega, but this pack was not like the family unit he thought he was walking into. ”How do y..you think I felt? Middle o..o.of winter and n..not being allowed t..t..the warmth of o..others? Or did you n..not think o..of that?” his tongue hissed as he looked at the ground under his three feet.


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