Please be kind and do not randomly change subject unless it leads back to main story. Bloodpaws and some of his bio

Bloodpaws stood up and yawned. As he stretched, his little piplins fell off his back. Looking around, he saw the den was mostly empty and that it was midday. He stalked off toward the forest, intent on finding food. After a short, aimless walk, he reached the river. Sitting stone still, he watched as the fish passed by him. Then with lightning-fast speed, Bloodpaws scooped out a big, fat fish. As he settled down to eat, he heard a rustle in the bushes and twigs snapping.

The fish always run well in this river- and of course, that's going to invite more wolves to come try and fish dinner out of the running water.

A Volmyr flaps her wings down, landing with a thump against the riverbank, sand hit into the air as she lands. She notices the other wolves, as noted by her eyes flickering in their direction, but soon she has her nose down in the water for the effort of fish-catching. Large wolves can be intimidating, and she doesn't want to come off too strong.

Seeing as the wolf across the river doesn’t react, he turns to his next focus: a large Volymr. He tilts his head watches for a moment. Bloodpaws then walks closer then barks and wags his tail.

( Wolf I am using. )

Despite DarkFlame's lighter colored fur, she was able to blend in quite nicely into the foliage around her. She wasn't one to interact with other wolves unless it was to get passed them. Her green eyes scanned the terrain around her, before settling her gaze on the group of wolves around and in the river. She observed them for a while before slowly slinking out of the bush she was hiding in. DarkFlame had her head lowered to seem less likely of a threat, slinking down a steeper part of the riverbank to get a drink of water.

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