Roleplay - 19th October

Tank wraps his tail around the pups and grooms each of them gently.

Lancaster snickers. With his brother no longer watching him, he's free to do what ever he pleases...that is until Tank decides to reappear above ground to check on him. If he's caught slacking off he'll get his tail in a sling.

Linda lowers her head and rests. She's confident that the combined effort of the entire mob will increase their chances of survival, on the condition that no more are murdered.

Tank turns his worried frown to a smile. He should stay confident like Linda. The pups are lucky to be born into a large group like the Willows. They stand a much better chance of survival with several meerkats in the group to look after them. The chances of them making it to adulthood in the Willows is pretty high. Tank tries to keep that confidence in him as he helps Linda tend to the pups.

Lancaster chuckles as he watches the juvenile ground squirells' silly play antics.

Luna is getting tired, and wants to make it back to the burrow quickly. SHe knows she'll have to stay away form the pups, or get another beating.

Jackie heads below ground, eager to rest.

Snowflake follows Jackie.

ooc- They're not at the burrow yet.

ic- Linda starts to get a little tired. Knowing that there's another adult in the chamber, Tank, Linda easily dozes off into sleep, still weak from the venom.

Finally, Buckeye reaches the burrow and practically collapses, the events of today buzzing in her mind.

Luna stays on the edge of the group, keeping as far away from Buckeye as possible.

Linda hears the others return and gets up, heading above ground. She greets the others and lets Buckeye know that she took good care of the pups. She doesn't yet know about Verniece's death.

Luna scans the sky. They didn't need another member dying today.

Linda looks at the returning mob. They all seem depressed. She chirps curiously, not yet realizing that they're missing a member

Luna looked at Linda. We lost verneice.

Linda looks around, shocked. She just notices Verniece is gone. She chirps, asking how.

Tank hears the sound of the Willows returning above ground but decides to stay with the pups as Linda heads out to greet them. He wraps his body around the pups to keep them warm. He's unaware of Verniece's death.

Lancaster spots the Willows returning from foraging. He jerks himself back into the position of keeping a serious look out for danger trying not make himself look like he was slacking on the job. Wanting to know how the groups's day went he leaps down from his sentry post. He goes around peeping a greeting to everyone but realizes Verniece is missing. He peeps concerned.

Linda looks around, confused and concerned. Was Verniece really dead? She chirps, concerned. She can't stomach the thought of losing two members in one day.

Maylene had ended her sentry job for the night and just followed the group back home.

Lancaster swallows hard fearing that something bad has happened to Vernice.

Tank nuzzles each of the pups and gently brushes his tail over them. He starts thinking about the soon to be born pups he fathered with Maylene. He hopes they survive to walk along side him.

Linda chirps to the others. She wants to know what happened to Verniece.

Meanwhile, Bravo enters Willow's territory, running. He's just been chased out of a wild mob's land after a failed attempt at enticing one of their females away. He slows to a trot and then to a slow walk. He then stops altogether and looks back, making sure no one has followed him as he catches his breath. He should stay here for the night, maybe even the next week. He snoops around along the fringes of the Willow's land for a bolthole.

ooc- I was going to have him join the next game day.

Lancaster sits on his haunches. His heart sinks as he expects to hear bad news.

Tank rests his head on the burrow floor next to the pups. He tilts his head eyeing them with an adored smile. Both brothers are unaware of Bravo sniffing around Willows territory.

Bravo finds a bolthole right along the border and goes inside, making sure it's safe. He emerges, making this his home for tonight. He sits at the entrance and rests after a lot of running, unaware that his sister Linda is in the mob he's intruding on.

She was taken by an eagle, chokes Luna, looking at her paws. She had not been in this mob for long, but two deaths in one day was bad luck.

Linda looks down, feeling terrible. First Alice, now Verniece. She heads into the burrow, needing some alone time. She passes by the chamber the pups are in as she makes her way close to the bottom.

It looks like things were taking a turn for the worst for the WIllows. If they kept loosing members, they could loose their grip fast.

Lancaster's heart sinks. Verniece is dead too? He hangs his head as he starts to feel his body go numb from shock. Still reeling from Alice's death hearing about Vernice's predation further affects his sadness.

Seeing Linda pass by the pup chamber looking grim, Tank tilts his head frowning with concern. He senses that something must be wrong. He follows Linda to the bottom of the burrow wondering what has gotten her upset.

Linda sees Tank wondering what was going on. She peeps sadly, telling him the sad truth. Verniece is dead, killed by an eagle.