Team B (Scarce Island)

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Scarce Island (Team B)

- EVENT AREA
- AVAILABILITY	Only Team B

Group Life: 8993

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INTRODUCTION




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Aeolian Islands, Italy (NASA, International Space Station Science, 06/24/08) by NASA's Marshall Space Flight Center, on Flickr

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ANIMALS IN THIS AREA

Prey: Barely any. If you look good, you may spot a rabbit or rat here are there.
Predators: There are rarely any predators here. You dont have to worry about fighting them off as much.

REQUIREMENTS

- You must be in Team B to post here.
- Don't post here until it is announced that you can post here
- The rules to follow are the ones exposed in the General Rules and in the guide to do the ritual.
- You must want to have fun!


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4) "Lunca! I am so happy to see you, sister!" Spirit happily yelled as she ran towards her. "How have you been?" She asked with a smile. "Are you alright after the flood?"

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Lunca chuckled softly as she ran towards the grey and white wolf and slammed into her playfully, landing them both in the snow. Getting up, she looked sheepish.
"I'm ashamed to say that I was a sleep." she grinned, "I just got here. I'm alright. Are you ok?"

4)

Hassun blinked, fully awake after a long rest. His body was energized and the wound on his front leg was almost completely healed. Heaving himself up on all fours, the male scanned the area with his golden eyes in search of other members.
"Greetings, Spirit, Pippo...Oh! And Hello Lunca. It's good to see you alive and well on the island." He wagged his tail at the female, grateful to see that the floods did not harm her.

4) Spirit grunted and then got to her feet. Her stomach rumbled so loud that it echoed through the cave's walls. She shifted around uncomfortably and frowned. "Hmm.. Shall we go hunting? I am dieing for some food." Spirit let out a huff of cold air. "Hassun, Pippo? Want to come?" The she-wolf asked, swishing her tail around at the two males.

(4) Zorion was still asleep, miserable and defeated almost. He was curled up with his tail covering his legs and face. He was still upset and worrying, and he was getting sick.

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Hassun chuckled at Spirit's hunger and nipped at her tail playfully before stepping in the direction of the stream.
"Sure, we could all use some prey. It may be scarce, but together we could really catch a decent meal." The male yawned, his own stomach clenching with hunger. He then bolted away.

(4) Zorion heard the others moving about so he woke up, moved his tail away and revealed his depressed face, his eyes were dull and he just looked different than usual. He stood up and stretched, not saying anything, his ears were down and he walked to the entrance of the den, dragging his long tail on the ground.

4) Spirit growled playfully, almost like a pup when he nipped her tail and she went chasing after him.

3)... 2) She walked along the field and then crouched down, peering through the long grass. Her tail swung side to side and then it stopped at she watched the area for any signs of movement.

(4) He realised they were hunting, so he followed much more slowly.
(3) He dragged his tail on the ground and slowed down.
(2) He stood much further away from the others and just stared at them, feeling unwell and unsure on what to do.

3)...2)

Hassun's large figure was easily concealed in the tall wild grass. He kept still, not making any extra movements.
His pupils expanded at the sound of two hares, far off to the other side of the meadow. Cautiously, he let out a grunt, deep enough for Pippo and Spirit to hear, but not startle the prey.
Hassun slowly inched his way forward, ears pricked as he kept his focus on the two hares ahead.

2) "Are you alright, Zorion?" She asked, watching him drag himself over to the others. "I don't think you should hunt with us right now. You look sick." Spirit frowned and then put her paw on his back for him to sit down.

4.) River sat at the mouth of the den, staring at everything. She let out a yawn and placed her petite cranium on her paws. The pup looked around with bored orbs. 'I'm so bored..' she thought. River knew that she wasn't allowed to go bounding around without an adult around but honestly, she wasn't any safer in a dark den.

3.) Willingly, River sauntered out of the den. She spotted a small birch tree and gracefully leaped on the bark. Hastily, River crawled up the tree and sat on a branch. From her high view, the she-pup could see several wolves hunting. "Woah. Yes!" She whispered to herself and looked intently. 'Scout, track, rush, kill,' echoed in River's mind.