Roleplay - 5th of October

Note: I will now be introducing Seasons into the roleplay. For any questions, just ask.

Current Season: Dry (Winter/Autum)

Ages of those under a year old:
Juvita, Rufoni, Schemes, Jezebel....... 25 days

Due dates:
Bohrok and Vardi's Litter....... Due 29th of October
Psycho and Wagner's Litter...... Due 29th of October
Juamba and Simmons’s Litter.....Due 7th of November
Iblis and Ninja’s Litter......Due 7th of November
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Juamba was asleep.
Juvita was above ground, sharpening her claws on a small stick. Four days ago she had emerged from the burrow, and she was eager to get out there and see the rest of the Kalahari.

Schemes had joined Juvita in sharpening her claws.

ooc: Should we say Bohrok and Psycho stayed at a bolthole for the night?

Simmons was asleep next to Juamba.

ooc: Bohrok is the Black Mambas.

Juvita grinned at Schemes as she sharpened her claws. Today she was in a good mood, and she was willing to share.

Schemes snickered. She too, was willing to share. Now that there was no space limitations, there was no limits to the ways she could beat up Rafoni.

ooc: So Psycho is still with the Devils?

ooc: i think you had her sleep in a bolthole for the night.

Nero growled and emerged, stepping on Simmons on the way out. He scent marked the burrow and made sure he was one of the first up.

Schemes rolled her eyes at Nero. She had realized just how stupid males were.

Juvita grumbled in agreement with Schemes.
Juamba emerged, and scent-marked the burrow. As soon as everyone was up, she'd take them out foraging.

Simmons ignored Nero and also scent-marked.

Psycho emerged from a nearby bolt hole. She had parted with Bohrok during their journey. She was due to have her pups soon, and although she hated to admit it, she needed a place to give birth, and that place was the Devils' burrow. She approaches the group, hoping to be accepted back.

Juamba spots Psycho and stops the group. Tail erect, she war dances a little, and then stops, waiting to see what Psycho does.

Schemes watched her mother intently.

A male had entered Devils territory from the south, his name was Slaughter. He had left to go roving and returned to his littermate brother chasing him off. Now, without a place to call home, he was interested in finding a new mob to settle down in.

Pyscho also war danced, but as Juamba calmed down, so did she. She approached Juamba carefully.

Iblis glanced at Slaughter and snickered.

Juamba growled at Psycho and scaent marked and hip-slammed her. She then bit her on the tail base, as a warning to watch her step. Once satisfied she left Psycho alone, and headed over to see what Iblis was loooking at.

Schemes snickered at looked at Iblis.

Slaughter smirked, he saw Nero and quickly assumed he was the dominant male. He crept toward Nero, keeping his head low, but a smirk still on his face.

Nero smelled Slaughter turned his way. He wasn't a fool. He's been on his own almost his whole life. He knew how things went. He snerked. He wasn't the DM, yet. He looked at Simmons, he was the so called dm.

ooc:Can I take one of the future coming pups? I was going to name her Crow.

Slaughter looked over to Simmons and lowered his head as he approached the larger male.

ooc: I think all the pups in this mob have been taken, but next time a female is pregnant I'll make sure I'll reserve one.

Simmons saw Slaughter and barked. He ran over. Another male would be a threat to his authority. He scent-marked him and hip-slammed him, asserting his authority but allowing him to stay. He does the same to Nero, making sure he got the message.

Not liking her treatment, Pyscho barked, but could do nothing more. She needed this group for her pups.

Slaughter looked up and narrowed his eyes. This dominant looked kinda jumpy.