Perhaps changed most of all out of all of the packs is this place. It was stripped out of its forested home and now instead lays at the edge of an ocean. The vast sparkling eternity of the water lays to the south of the land, while the rest of the land is made of rocky outjuttings. Gone are the trees, and all that remains for greenery are the short shrubs that dot the paths in the rock, and the moss that grows thanks to the spray of the waves. Further toward the shore, barnacles are a plenty, and look to cut the pads of those who slip on the wet surface. These extend out into the water itself, and the tough land has multiple caverns scraped into it, providing ample dens for the wolves that live there. Depending on the tide, however, the lower caverns may flood, and the vicious swirling water may prove to be dangerous as there is a strong undertide ready to pull unsuspecting swimmers to their doom. Even the tide itself is powerful enough to push intruders against one cliff or another. The ocean does provide, however, plenty of food for those who brave the waters - there are many breeds of seals and sea lions, though the males that protect each of these are vicious and territorial. There are also turtles that come ashore to breed and to lay their eggs - both the adults and the eggs themselves can provide sustenance to the wolves. But they must take care - the water is deep enough to allow sharks to come to shore from the depths below. Those unwilling to venture the waves or wet their paws with the moist sand of the shore can find snakes and hares in the rocky outcroppings, but they must beware the Komodo dragon and other monitor lizards that perch upon the shore - they are swift and move in groups, not to mention they carry venom in their bite that causes immense pain, paralysis, and prevents blood clotting. This is not the land for the weak of heart or the weak at all really. This is Uyaraut - ‘The Diamond in the Rough’.

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For a terrifying moment Danger tried to open his lungs for air and they would not comply. He gave a pained wheeze, diaphragm contracting sporadically as his stunned nerves came back online. Had the bear been purposefully trying to slam Danger into a tree, rather than just aiming to shake him off, the black dog might have had to worry about more than just bruised ribs; luckily, the curved bones protecting his vital organs remained un-cracked. He forced himself to drag in another breath. This time, his chest opened with a gasp. Damn. That had hurt.

There was no way for the blind brute to know precisely what was happening around him, but he could smell the tang of blood and sweat, and he could hear the jarring snarls of wolf and bear, and all around him the vibrations of battle thrummed through his flesh. In an instant the sooty soldier jumped back to his paws—hissing again at the ache spreading down one side of his body—and launched himself back into the fray. No hesitation. No second thoughts. His heightened senses located Aimery off to his right, the squeals of a female pup somewhere in the background—there, behind him—and Summer, his King, trapped straight ahead behind a wall of ursine muscle.

Counting on the bear to be distracted by Aimery’s loud, sharp barking, Danger sprang for the enemy’s back. With his trajectory, provided the monster stand it’s ground, he should land directly atop his spine. From there the midnight bandit would saw his teeth into as much hairy flesh as he could grab, jaws clamping down and head shaking ferociously from side to side to try and break the barrier that concealed hot blood. He would only have seconds to inflict as much damage as possible before the beast turned its attention on him; the chaos of lupine savagery circling around it would only distract it for so long. As soon as he sensed the bear’s shoulder muscles tensing, preparing to swipe the nuisance off its spine, Danger would plant all four paws down on its shaggy coat and leap away.

“Keep yelling!” barked the sightless cur the moment he touched back down on earth. Using only the information of his sensitive hearing and the myriad scents spiraling into his nares, Danger swerved back toward their opponent, hoping to attack the limb that pinned his Alpha and set Summer free.


.:.Bright Moon soldier – solitary heart – without a tie – LSVK.:.





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