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What Do You Call A Flock Of Ravens?

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Ghoul

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Critical Attack!The Ooze Participant
04-08-2024, 06:24 PM

Ghoul had returned from a hunt to count pups. Cricket had managed to fall asleep, requesting that Mac keep an eye on them until he returned or she awoke. Looking to his brother who was engrossed in a recent taxidermy project with a few of the pups watching intently, Ghoul notices one is missing. His ears pull back, eyes narrowing as he requests to know where Coho is. When none of the wolves in the den have an answer, all they can hear is the growl building in Ghoul's chest as he storms from the den beneath the tree.

The willows were relatively safe. Other than a few couples found moonlighting beneath the boughs, predators rarely moved through the willows. Other than some fish that swam down from the river north of the territory, there wasn't much that drew them toward here. So while he wasn't terribly worried about the girl, he still needed to know where she was. None of the caimans had any idea either as they lounged in the nearby shallows other than pointing their pointy snouts at the murder of crows that roused up a racket not far off.

Concern triggers in his otherwise apathetic heart as he moves silently but hurriedly through the willows. Closer to the sound of cawing avians that clearly are feasting on something with how they are behaving. Worried that their morning snack was indeed his daughter, Ghoul picks up his pace until he spies the dead coyote carcasses and the gathering of midnight feathered fiends. Stopping in his tracks, he glances around with this pale eyes until he sees the girl who has yet to grow into her full height. "Coho," Ghoul breathes as he moves quickly to stand protectively beside the girl.

"What are you doing?" Ghoul demands, ears flattening as he glares over at the crows who scream occasionally at them.

Warning: If anyone dares to fuck with Cricket, their pups, or Macabre, you will be answering to him.




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