Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27803452-20180331121011/@comment-27803452-20180401013653

Julio rested on a seperate, comfortable pile of bright, fresh moss in the Beta's den, across from Natasha. He rested in his wolf form, small patches of moss tangling in his thick, fluffed fur as he restlessly shifted.

Finlay was out examining the borders. It was early morning, and the sun had yet risen. He lifted his pale snout to the slowly lightening sky, searching for a scent of prey. So far, nothing. He continued to prowl the border.

p.s. Keaton doesn't have to be a weakling unless you want him to be! the pack is pretty modern + accepting:)