Night on the Pass [OPEN]

[°Nepara°]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][tr][atrb=background,http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/winkatuck/2woo-1.png] The night began with the humming of the colorful Belajade's as a white wolf rested atop their large caps, her chest heaving slightly as she sneezed suddenly, pollen and nyx bugs glowing and fleeing into the distance. The white eremus lifted her head up and smiled softly as the bugs retreated, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and began her chase after them. She soon found catching the lump larva under the belajade's were worth more in the end. She quickly stomped and smooshed them into a paste that began to glow, her tail elongated as she dipped it in the familiar substance. White glow laced down the sides of her face under her eyes and two long white stripes down each of her sides. A perfect costume for the perfect night. The white made her appearance all the more ghost-like as she made her way through the pass, hoping to catch a stray jackalope or loner even on her way out to make a late border patrol. Nepara hummed to herself as she practically bounded through the foilage, she would hopefully see Leo or maybe even Orivir if he was still in the area. Then she could truly teach them what it meant to have some fun. Being in a pack wasn't always about setting rules down and following them. Unless you counted "Having fun even if it kills you" one.. The female eremus skidded to a halt as she crouched inside a bush, her white marking slightly revealing through the leaves as the winter winds began to breeze through it. Was she just see things or was there something moving in the distance behind her? She spun around, trying to see if it was another wolf, or just prey that had mistaken her for something else.