Special RP

[Emerald]

THIS IS THE SPECIAL RP FOR THE WILD FEST!

The three packs are at a truce for one day and one night. There will be events, like racing and fighting. Whichever wolf wins an event will get something special. (I think )

[Sock]

Yey~]

Sock narrowed her eyes at the others pack's, especially tricky Phantom Pack. She bristled and tried hard to hold back a growl.

[Silentshadow]

Silentshadow sighed and murmured over to Ice, "Oh dear. I hope no one gets angry like last time. Maybe ought to lay out some ground rules first." her ears pointed forward as she eyed the other Packs, and clicked her jaws together instinctively as a growl rose to her throat.

[Ice]

Ice nodded. "Good idea."

[Sock]

Sock wearily watched the two Northern Pack wolves. "What is Ice up to..?" she muttered.

[Ice]

Phantom shouldered himself forward. "Shall we have a race now?" He challenged.

[Sock]

Sock flinched. "Race?!" she breathed. Races were not the pudgy wolf's thing.

[Ice]

Phantom confirmed with a nod, his eyes softened at the pup. Ice eyed the Phantom Pack leader carefully, staying silent.

[Argenta]

Argenta's eyes gleamed. She was one of the fastest wolves that had ever roamed the land. Ever since she was in puppyhood she had raced with her littermates and friends. Argenta's long legs seemed to eat up the ground, and she loved to feel the wind in her fur.... I may be average in fighting and hunting, but running is my thing!

~Sorry of I'm exaggerating too much. ~

[Sock]

Sock glared at Ice. "What, Ice? It's not like Phantom's gonna jump on the others while they run.."

Rogue slid from between Sock's front legs. "I wanna race!" the pup squeaked.

[Chrome]

Chrome eyed Phantom dutifully. Racing wasn't her thing. She was okay, pretty fast, but usually only for short distances. After awhile, she'd get tired and slow down. Enviously, she eyed Argenta's form. Long legs, slender body, shorter fur than most to create less resistance. Sighing, Chrome sidled up to Phantom and whispered, "Who's going? I'd rather not race."

[Ice]

"Emerald should give a go. She's pretty fast," Phantom said after a moment's pause.

[Silverstorm]

"Hey, what about Argenta? She's pretty good," Silverstorm said, seeing the she-wolf's excitement. "I'm not that fast, but if we have a hunting contest I volunteer."

[Sock]

Sock looked down at Rogue and blinked. "Okay.." she replied slowly. She shoved the pup forward softly. "Ice!" she called.

[Ice]

Ice glanced sharply at Sock. "Yes?" she asked.

[Sock]

"Is it okay if.. a pup races?" she asked cautiously, regeting she yelled at a higher ranked wolf.

[Argenta]

Argenta twitched her ears at Silverstorm. "Thanks! Ice, may I race for Northern Pack please?" She started pacing lightly around in the snow; not enough to make her tired, but enough to warm her up.

[Silentshadow]

"Sure Argenta, you can go," Silentshadow called, nodding approvingly at her familiar stance as she got ready to race. She heard Sock's question and turned and gazed steadily at the Omega. "It's alright, no need to be so scared," she said kindly, glancing at Ice out of the corner of her eye. "It should be alright... For a pup to race if she wants to."

[Sock]

Sock nodded and looked down at Rogue. "Alrighty, Rogue! You can race!"
Rogue howled with glee. Sock felt a pain of jealous as she thought of her own howl. She shook her head and nudged Rogue over to Argenta. "Go trwin with her.." she whispered.

[Emerald]

"I wanna race." Emerald said. "Maybe I should."

[Silverstorm]

Silverstorm sat up in anticipation, watching Argenta get ready and looking for the other competing wolves. She suppressed a snort of amusement when she saw the wolf cub Rogue's excitement.

[Emerald]

Emerald grinned. She was going to enter the race, and hopefully win.

[Sock]

Rogue bounded after Argenta as the Northern wolf paced around. She yelped happily as she sprayed snow in her wake.

[Silverstorm]

The excitement and happy mood were contagious. Silverstorm buried her head in the snow then sat up and shook her fur. She grinned when she saw the little cub playing in the snow.

[Winterstream]

A truly special day it was; "A race!" Winterstream thought to himself.
The muscles in his hind legs tensed in anticipation as the thought of dashing through crisp white snow at top speed raced through his head...

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