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’.

Refresh/Reload

Hear me roar (Roll #1 -> May 1st)
IP: 164.107.153.143

OOC - notes - everyone had a 50% chance of being sneaky vs. being heard. Those not covered in peppermint had a 75% chance of being attacked by the bees if they were attacked by the bear. Those hit by the bear were given generic undetailed attacks for the most part so that you can decide where they are injured. Wasp stings are measured as annoying (10-50 stings), painful (51-500), sickly (501-1000 stings), and potentially fatal (1000+) based off of being able to handle about 10 stings per pound (again - this is loosely set! The next roll will occur on May 2nd (you have until the end of the day May 1st).

Dice Roll #1:
Her pup was all grown up and had left the den to find its own territory only the week beforehand. This packland had been quite quaint - the perfect place to raise a pup, and they had not even needed to dig a den for themselves - there had been plenty for them. She had thought originally that they would not be able to claim it as there had been a wolf pack inhabiting it… but there had been few of them - too few to take on her and her mate, and she had chased them off. But the question now, was whether or not they were going to stay within the boundaries of this land. It had plenty of resources for them to live off of, and she had grown quite fond of it, and was considering staying here. Normally, she would be searching for another mate, a new mate, for the upcoming breeding season, but there was a chance that this one would remain, that this brute would be her mate again. He had wandered off - the two of them needed time to think about their options before committing to anything. And so Ursula - for that was the she-bear’s name - had set about finding delicious berries to consume in her free time. The bush that she was near was particularly full of blackberries, which just so happened to be her favorite type of berry.

So set on eating them was she, that she nearly missed the noise… the sudden crack that happened when Rodan unwittingly stepped upon a branch that he had not seen in the shadows of the brush. Beady black eyes glanced upward, focusing upon him… but perhaps that was for the best, for that distracted her enough for her to be unable to dodge the wasp nest that was flung at her head.

The initial shock did not hurt, but as it broke apart, pieces of it raining down and settling into her pelt, she realized that she was in trouble. No scent of honey reached her nares, and instead she was greeting with a thousand pin pricks of pain in all of her most sensitive areas - wasps!. Enraged and not thinking clearly, she rushed forward, clawing at the first wolf she had seen and hit him, but only scraped through his flesh - a cosmetic wound at best… but the wasps followed the bear and attacked Rodan in the process, but only a few day, a mere annoyance.

Nearly blinded, the bear retreated from the dark wood and turned, charging blindly at two wolves that suddenly showed up in her vision and swing at the smaller of the two cutting through not only flesh this time, but muscle too, a deep wound that would need to be tended two. She lunged forward, attempting to bite the fae, but managed to grasp only flesh that tore easily as the she-wolf tried to avoid her. Ursula ignored the brute all together. The bear roared in pain and annoyance and frustration, hoping that her mate would come to her rescue.


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