(Making a universal post because of my disappearance, meaning although I have read and re-caped, This post will allow me to get back into it easier as it is a post relating to all of my characters in general as though a slight amount of time has passed since the morning stars have been doing stuff a bit)<br/>----------<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF40FF">=Dark Hearts=</span></span></span><br/>The wolves of Dark Heart were training for a whole two days straight now. Taking only necessary brakes... and only for as much time to get energy back. There was sleep of course... but there was an earlier role call and morning wake time. Bone, the large wolf of the Dark Hearts was still worried for the young pup FrostTooth who had left camp and disappeared just before this training all started... where he was is a mystery. Though the young wolf must have had his reasons it did not stop his family from worrying. Bone himself was shocked when he realized it.<br/>-<br/>Soul had spent most of his time during battle preparations... and when the time came soon for them to strike... they would do it fiercely. The Dark Hearts had the best fighters in the whole of the packs which was one of the two reasons for there power. The next, was every wolfs fear, or appreciation for Soul, who had killed so many wolves in battle, or at least defeated. That he was known as "The Blood Wolf Alpha." He cringed his sharp teeth, and stared off in the direction of the Morning Stars wolf clan.<br/>--<br/>On the horizon though, was a harsh surprise for the wolves... a trouble greater then that of the battle between the wolves. It would bring many wolves to fear and sadness, while others would wonder what was going on until it was too late.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FFFF40">+Morning Star's+</span></span></span><br/>The large female wolf known as StormBlood was not that old... but she was not young either. She pawed into and out of camp harshly as of late, worried about something not related to the clans recent troubles. It was of her feelings for a wolf she figured she could not be feeling for. She tailed sturdily out of camp on thorn sharp claws, and rough rock and ice adapted paws. The tough looking but also somewhat beautiful wolf walking along the outer camp toward the new river. "It has been sometime since I have hung out with him, I wonder if I should talk to him..." she murmured. The unseen trouble looming on the horizon. "Of course... I can't, he would tell something was up with me..." she murmured. The sturdy she wolf very troubled by such trivial things at such a level would have surprised many a wolf if not all of them.