[A]ll Hell's Broke Loose

[Arbie]

One
Nothing wrong with me
A female wandered along the Lined Cliffs, head held low as she smelled the ground carefully. It may have been dangerous for a pup to come up here, seeing as they could have been blown off by the weather, but this wolf was a beautiful, fully grown wolf. Marilyn had no trouble wondering along the cliffs aimlessly, wondering about different things. She thought about death, curious about how it felt, what it was like to die early. Marilyn didn’t say her thoughts out loud, but she did mutter something under her breath as another strong wind picked up, carrying leaves and petals around her.

She wondered to the highest point that was accessible on the cliffs, and she looked down at the growing green land below her. Dirt attached itself to her fur, but she ignored it and smiled softly as she looked over at the Falling Moons Land, and nodded slightly as if acknowledging them. She did like being the pack, she just didn't like Duke, but Marilyn was happy with how everything was. At the thought of 'being happy', she hesitated and her ears twitched with worry. She hadn't been too happy in a while, and she hadn't seen Hood in a while, but she didn't want to seem like an over-protective friend. She took a step back, looking over at No Mans Land, then at Dancing Stars and snorted. She still didn't care for them.
Two
Nothing wrong with me
Backing up, Marilyn turned and wandered around the cliffs again, wincing as dust was blown into her eye and she looked round, seeing nothing but green grass and brown rocks and looked back ahead. Anything could be out here, hiding behind a rock, in the winds and she didn't know. Marilyn hesitated for a moment before snorting and walking on, taking long strides as she did. Nothing frightened her, sort of, and Marilyn smirked at the thought of anyone else close to her dying.
That wouldn't be for a long time.

She hoped.
Three
Nothing wrong with me

[Kaneko]

White paws fell softly on the earth, but stood firm to keep the wind from carrying the wolf over the edge. Zaal had found that he'd been spending more and more time away from the pack. He didn't think that he'd ever leave, but he could never find a reason to stay other than safety in numbers. A sigh escaped his lips as the wind picked up, blowing the leaves about his feet and also carrying the scent of another wolf to him. His first instinct was to hide in case the wolf was an enemy and so he darted behind a rock.

But as he peeked out from behind the boulder, he recognized both the sight and now the scent of his aunt, Marilyn. He relaxed considerably and strolled casually out from behind the large stone and came to sit beside her. "Better be careful or you might just get blown over the edge," he said, twitching his ears in a way to show that he was merely joking. He looked at her curiously and tilted his head to one side, then the other, then held it normally again.

"So what are you doing on the cliffs. Not thinking of jumpin' off, I hope," he said, yet again try to make a joke to lighten the mood. Marilyn seemed tense to Zaal. He felt it was like she was thinking about death, but knew that he would never know what she was thinking unless she felt the need to tell him.

[Sapphire]

ooc: Ooh, I love that song! It's Bodies, by Drowning Pool! Sorry for intruding:D