Something In The Water
11-11-2014, 05:34 PM
The Azat of Abaven let out a sigh, shivering as the bitter wind ruffled his fur. Winter was for sure coming, that was for sure. There was very little prey running around, and it was getting harder to find food to support their growing numbers. That, and it seemed that all the females in his pack were getting pregnant. Bass had no idea how they were all growing pups in them, it wasn't any of their seasons. Venus, Motif, and his wife Wren were all carrying, and it was none of their seasons. There was something in the water here... that was the only way that he knew how to explain it. Huffing, he hopped on top of his and Wren's den, the rock chilling his paw pads. Shivering he tipped back his head and let out a howl. With the amount of females in his pack as well as mated pairs, he knew that he needed to let everyone know that they were almost at their limit. There was hardly enough food as is, adding all the new little ones during the hardest season was not going to be easy. Unfortunately, this would mean that he would have to control the population somehow. It wasn't something that he wanted to do, but their two lands would not be able to support many more members. Leveling out his head, he wiggled his butt on the cold stone and waited for his pack to gather. OOC : Mandatory meeting! First round due by November 18th (one week from today} |
