Akiko lifted her right paw, a surge of energy rushing through her as she felt her muscles move her slightly as the stick was thrown again. She seemed to have a hard time resisting chasing after the stick again herself. She figured it was Arven's turn however, and so she turned to watch as the lapine dashed off after it. For perhaps the first time since her meeting with the herbivores, she felt a more serene grin pull across her face. It was as if she could sense the freedom Arvens was experiencing, running with the wind in your fur...and not out of fear either. She often ran with fear herself, be it from aggressive animals or humans. To simply run free for the pure joy of being so was something she felt everyone should experiance, and to see her new friend do just that made her tail sway with happiness. As he returned she had to fight away a snicker, hovering a paw over his head to twhap him softly, "that's okay! We can find another to play with later!" she assured him. Turning to Stripetail she felt her stomach lurch with hunger and excitement at the same time, she leapt after him as if she were trying to keep up with his graceful jumps as he sailed through the trees, somehow she appeared to admire and almost envy him for this, "Yea, food! Lead the way!" She exclaimed happily, following quickly after him.

As they reach the large oak tree, the wolf allowed her instincts to lead her. Sniffing at the trunk with intense interest, her tail swayed to and fro. Her eyes got huge as she talked outloud, "Hey, I know him! I know him too! They've all been here! I saw her the other day, her scent I know!" she muttered outloud to herself, although she probably made little sense to the others. Her strong sense of smell told her every creature that had traveled this area recently. If they had leaned against the tree, she was sure to pick up their scent marking. It was the interest of food that finally swayed her from her investigating. As Stripetail led Arvens in and told her to wait outside, she felt her ears flatten against her head. "I wanna come in too!" she let a soft whimper escape. Forepaws on either side of her face, she lay with her eyes locked on the den, that was far too little for her to enter. Her expression and position seemed to give a new meaning to 'a wolf at the door'. Perhaps anyone near would assume she had chased them in, and now was attempting to frighten them out again. Hearing the squirrel's words she lifted her head, jaws parting again, "Acorns!" she gave a grin at this, cautiously sniffing at the little nest in a vain attempt to try and sneak a peak in...or at least sniff a peak. "Those make great chewers too!" and with that strange word she meant simply, chew toys. She sat there occasionally pawing at them to hurry out again.

It wasn't until something caught her eye that she paused and turned her attention from the others in the tree, ears twitching...she was sure she had seen something...maybe it was just her mind playing tricks on her, and with Arvens sitting so close she would merely that the scent of rabbit that would travel across the forest was from him. Still, something or someone was giving her an uneasy feeling and she shifted her gaze to Arvens and Stripetail, "Hey, do you guys get the feeling that...someone's watching us...?" she muttered in a low tone, now she could care less who saw her...however, her question may concern Arvens though, who would surely not want to be seen interacting with a predator so openly. Even Stripetail, although she wasn't quite sure on what sorts of 'packs' the squirrels traveled among. "I think someone's out here guys..." she gave a nervous bark/growl, huddling closer to the den entrance as if she looked to the little herbivores for back up and protection from this unseen danger. Tilting her head she would allow her tongue to lash out across her muzzle to clean the scraps of acorn from her face as her eyes scanned the horizon for any sign of this stranger. It was Stripetail's voice that caused her to finally lock her eyes on the raven coated lapine. Giving a friendly grin, her tail swaying, she glanced towards her.

The wolf continued to tug softly at the stick, her teeth clenched tightly around it in a firm grasp as she shifted her eyes to Arvens. “Actually yea, I’m a little hungry...” she said, again in a muffled tone as her mouth was occupied with the stick. Her next words would probably confuse the poor creatures even worse, “...perhaps after we play we can find us some fresh berries! I saw a lovely patch not far from here...gotta watch out for that grumpy bear though! He simply refuses to play with me!” she felt the edge of her mouth pull into a grin as she returned her attention to the squirrel, “...Now, gimme my stick poofi-tail!” she laughed in a hushed tone at her little name for Stripetail. It wasn’t until she felt something jump atop her back until she finally jerked her head up, probably either taking the stick from the squirrel or taking the stick and the squirrel depending on whether or not Stripetail had continued to hold onto it.

She turned her head to try and get a glimpse of the rabbit who now sat upon her back, her tail swaying to and fro in itës own hyper manner. “Hey! You’re suppose ëta chase me, not ride me!” she laughed, resisting the urge to roll onto her back...she figured that’d not be a good idea at the moment. Instead she ran in a half circle, as if trying to chase her own tail. Laughing she would attempt to chase the lapine even though he sat safely in a place where she couldn’t reach him. Arven’s claws didn’t seem to annoy her much, although they may have been the reason she was laughing so much.

Her choice in food was sure to shock them, and yet she found nothing strange about it at all...of course, instinct to eat meat was only natural for her. However, the predator found it impossible to hunt and took to picking at the scraps that others left. In some ways she was more like a coyote or fox in this sense, sniffing at the leftovers. As a young pup she and her brother had found that berries made a great snack for when times were tough. Even when her memories of this were cleared she was reintroduced to the treat when she was taken in by her adoptive mother of sorts. So the sweet snack was to her like a sort of comfort food, something she’d always enjoyed and still did, and it remained her top choice for when she was hungy...much more preferred than rabbit or squirrel any day, and of that she was certain.

The timber wolf would tilt her head to the side, giving the lapine a curious and almost confused look as he didn't seem nearly as outgoing as she was. Perhaps she should've expected this though, most creatures either ignored her or got angry. For a moment she would lower her head, tail drooping in turn, moving from left to right in a slow, disappointed manner. At hearing the rabbit speak, she immediately jerked her head up again. Her tail returned to it's hyper sways and she merely laughed in a child like way at his question, "Well I tolja my name, so it's only fair, right!" she pushed her cold nose against his ear as if to urge him to speak up more before she leapt away a few inches. It seemed the playful youngster simply couldn't stand to not continue her hyper dance. Her eyes would dance with curiosity as she stood near the rabbit, “Oh, let me guess! It’s...” she paused, and after a few moments she grinned and continued, “It’s Leaf! Am I right? ëCause...you look like a leaf and all!” She laughed softly at this guess, at times it was apparent that despite her lofty appearance she was far too young to be alone and not in the safety of a pack.

If Akiko were brought up within a normal pack she may never have been this outgoing towards a species she would normally consider prey. Had her mother never left her and her brother alone in that den so long ago she would've put instincts first, but an unusual course of events in her early puphood had done their work with the wolf. She had a strange taste for berries and an even stranger fondness of creatures that she, as a predator, should regard as little more than food. Nevertheless, her persona was naturally friendly and if she were to pry at the rabbit information on his warren it would only be so she could meet his friends...not eat them. Of course, he probably wouldn't believe that, very few took Akiko's story seriously...then again, very few ever heard it either.

As the trees seem to swing around them, a gust of air would carry a few stray leaves across the lush field, and this would only cause the wolf to increase her grin as she awaited a response from the rabbit, always grinning with the naivety and innocence of a pup.

Okay, this is just a little idea I came up with after speaking with Arvens of off topic roleplay, I really enjoyed the new years thread and may continue to post there as well. It seems many others posted a lot after I had to leave though, *lol* How do you all feel about some serious rp as well? I’m gonna start off with this plot idea, set in the northern wilderness. We could do other rps like it as well, African, Asian, and of course Prehistoric with dinosaurs! I never did join in the land before time rp because I honestly feel more comfortable using original characters. Alright, now on to the roleplay.

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It was a cool, crisp morning and the sun’s rays seemed to dapple through the trees and dance upon the forest floor in gorgeous patterns. The scent of wildflowers was strong in these lands and the terrain appeared painted with colors, soft shades of emerald and dark pine green. A nearby waterfall added to the chorus of birds and insects as it flowed into the stream that outstretched throughout the woods. It was in a group of tall pines that a flash of movement was seen between the towering trees. A sleek young timber wolf, her fur a swirled with shades of grey and her ears tinted in a soft woodsy brown. Perhaps she was chasing something, or maybe she was just running for the sole enjoyment of being free, tasting the wild in a way like most could never imagine.

Akiko came to slow as she leapt overtop a large log, claws clicking quietly as her nose would twitch to pick up some unseen scent. Her ears would perk forward with curiosity and interest and her tail would sway to and fro after her. Something or someone had caught hold of her sensitive nose, and she looked pretty determined to find out just what it was. Peering out from the shadowed trees, her amber brown eyes reflecting like orbs, she scanned the horizon for several moments. Her jaws parted open to allow her tongue to loll out over her jaws as a grin was pulled across her muzzle. She had spotted it, the thing that she had smelled...a warren of rabbits. Now, to most wolves this would spell dinner.

Akiko was a strange wolf though, her petite size suggesting she was hardly more than a pup, although she was as tall as most adult wolves. The look of playfulness and excitement that she held in her eyes gave away her true persona, an overgrown pup. Taking only a few moments, her glance shifting to the spot she would run to, she leapt from her standing pose and out into the open of the field. Her tail almost seemed to spin in circles with a hyper energy as she neared the scent. Finally she would slow to a trot, padding closer until the scent of rabbit overtook her senses, from there she would use her eyes. The wolf knew that these creatures were swift runners and excellent at hiding amongst their surroundings. They would probably have no idea that they wolf merely wanted to play. As she continues her search, she kept her hyper grin upon her maw, as some sort of sign that she only wanted to make friends.

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There we have it, I post novels I know...sorry about that. Feel free ëta join in guys.^^

Akiko: *shifts eyes quickly at this*

"...I knew that!...really, I did!"

*catches the peanut in her jaws anyways, and munches*

"It's still food, regardless of sugar or lack there of!"

*returns her attention to the tv, where the news reporter is starting to look like a giant gingerbread man to her crazed and suger high mind*

"Lookit his button gumdrops! I must eat them all!"

Akiko: *face glues to the screen*

"tv..."

*is slightly drunk on sugar and egg nog...hic.*

"mwhahaha, the humans will never know just /why/ they're missing their stupid reality shows right now!"

*has got another hour and 17 mins until new years where she is*

"10...9...8...7...6...I need more sugar to keep myself awake! Give me your peanuts!"

Akiko: *nods and also continues her own rather sloppy attempts at dancing*

"Looks good enough to me! C'mon, lets dance together!"

*and with this, the wolf wraps her forepaws around the lapine, attempting to pick him up and then spin in circles/dance around*

"...HEY MACARENA!!!"

*seriously jamming to this*

"Mwhahaha! Fun!"

Akiko: *tilts her head, also trying to remember*

"Oooooo, that crazy hyooman dance that had some sort of mind control on everyone! I think I know it!"

*she staggers upon her hind legs, front paws swinging out randomly*

"See!"

*grins, actually can't do it right at all. Ah well, at least she's trying to.*

"A one macrooni, a two and cheese! A three, I would like some...right now, if you please!"

Akiko: *pads in, ears perked forward as she catches sight of the rabbit and the little flyer*

"HEY! Ya can't start da music without a singer!"

*she poses, tail hiking up and swaying to and fro proudly. Tilts her head, pauses for drama and...*

"AWROOOOOOOOOooooooool~!" ^________^

*ear piercing, really. She however thinks it's lovely!*

"Now, what's the next track?!?"

*the wolf jumps over the lapine, her eyes dancing with excitement*

"We gonna rock this forest! Hey! We should have a dance...thingi!"

Thanks again guys^^ I'm sorry I haven't posted as much lately, with the holidays and all it's hard to find the time to get on as much. Gitta is a juvenile, just not as young as the gang...she's on the verge of adulthood, more like a teenager, if you will.   Thus half the reason her pack wouldn't accept her as the 'wanne-be alpha' she thought she was...and still thinks she is for that matter.
It is rather hard to get too fond of her, and trust me it'll only get harder...she's an aggressive thing and hungry too...but she's got some good in her. It'll just take some time and work to show it. Cera will get along with her, eventually...at this point poor Cera has every reason to hate her, you'll see why.

Chapter Five: Face to Face, To the Rescue

Although she winced from the smacks to the face, Gitta lunged towards the others now, figuring she’d scared Cera into submission for the moment. Not exactly able to see where she was to land, she leapt against Littlefoot, knocking him onto his back and causing Spike and Ducky to scatter with fear. She had pretty much pinned him, although her hind feet were on either side of him and not right against him, so no actual harm was done...yet. “Knock it off!” she screeched, her voice cracked with anger and annoyance now, she was no longer enjoying this as an amusing little game. She outstretched her right arm, her talons against the dinosaur’s neck as if daring him.
“Move and you’ll have done my job for me.” she sneered, knowing that if he did her claws would take care of him in an instant. She looked around to the others. “Any of you wanna risk coming closer. My claws are much faster than your feet or flying rocks.” she grinned, an evil glint in her eyes.
Littlefoot gulped, he was about to try and push her off with his feet but her warnings would make him hold still with terror, wondering exactly why she was waiting...pride maybe? perhaps she just enjoyed tormenting them in a slow, cruel manner. regardless, he was trapped, pinned down by an aggressive predator, and he knew none of his friends would risk his safety to try anything.
Suddenly awful memories flashed through his mind as he winced his eyes shut to close out the sight of the raptor for a moment. Images of his mother fighting sharptooth, the way the monster’s jaws snapped at her, it's horrid screeches and gruesome claws. How it had chased them all for so long, and yet never had he come this dangerously close to it's claws or fangs. He wondered for a frightening second if he would soon see his mother again...if Gitta chose to move her hand. As much as he longed to see her again he knew others needed him still, his grandparents and his friends and even the chance to see his father again, whom he’d recently found after so long.
Suddenly a loud cry and a large shadow moving overtop of him made him open his eyes and snapped him to reality again. Gitta was no longer pinning him, she was smacked hard and flung several yards away by a massive tail. His grandmother. The adults had arrived, and just in time. Littlefoot jumped to his feet and staggered to his friend’s sides, Petrie soon landing atop his head with a nervous yet satisfied look, sure the adults could easily handle this petite raptor, they greatly outnumbered her.
“You okay?” he asked, having caught a quick glimpse of the awful scene a moment before the adult’s attack on Gitta. Littlefoot nodded, his jaws hanging open from the shock of it all as Cera, Ducky and Spike pressed close to him. “We are so glad, we are” Ducky said, wrapping her arms around his long neck for a moment. “Don’t scare us like that again,” Cera said, giving his side a slight nudge before turning her attention to the attack again.

Chapter Six: A Fierce Outcast, A Courageous Move

Gitta had already lunged to her feet again, although she had the wind knocked out of her for a moment from the sudden smack. She hissed and swayed slowly as the adults circled her, cornering her against the ledge. The huge apatosaurus adults gave each other a quick glance as they spoke in a firm tone, “How did you get into these lands?” The male asked, sure the raptor wouldn’t dare make a move when she was on the edge of a cliff and greatly outnumbered. Gitta was getting scared, in the past she had always had her pack, someone to attack from the side in a surprise assault. She had only herself now and no escape route at all. “What does it matter,” she snarled, “I’m not leaving. You leaf eater’s cannot own a land!” she hissed fiercly.
Cera’s father stomped his feet in anger, “Your kind are not allowed here! You’ll leave now.” he yelled in a fierce tone. The female long neck looked over the raptor for a moment, “These lands are free of predators, a safe place for our children to grow. You belong out there.” she said. Gitta’s eyes flashed with an awful hunger and anger at their words, “There’s no food out there! I am alone. I found this place and I intend to stay! Your so called paradise will soon become too populated with plant eaters if you have none like myself to keep things...in order,” she grinned, although the words she spoke were probably true the others wouldn’t look at it like that, and the raptor’s words seemed to especially anger the male triceratops,
“How dare you!” he snarled, lowering his head, his sharp horns aimed in her direction. Cera had cautiously gotten closer, standing between her father’s front legs now and giving the predator an awful glare, she slowly felt her pride and courage returning with all the adults around her. Their eyes on the raptor, none of the adults noticed the little triceratops right away.
“We’re warning you now, this is your last chance. Leave now.” the male long neck spoke again as they all seemed quite ready to advance on her at any moment. Gitta snorted, “It’s pointless to talk to your type! you’re all too stupid to understand anything!” she hissed, her tail smacking the air. That was it, her words enraged the male triceratops who was about to lunge forward and ram her right over the edge of the cliff when a shrill yet fierce cry was heard and a tiny yellow figure ran forward from the herd of adults and rammed herself hard against Gitta’s stomach. A proud grin across her face, she would knock the raptor over the edge herself! The male triceratop’s eyes widened with horror, “Cera!” he cried, moving forward to try and snatch at her.
Cera’s attack had shocked Gitta and she did stumble, staggering for a moment upon one leg, her eyes huge with terror. She would not let herself fall like this, she was alpha material, she was strong, she...couldn’t hold her balance and while she would topple right over the edge, she had wrapped her dagger like claws around Cera tightly, pulling her with her. She at least would make them regret it, screeching with horror as she plummeted towards the water. Cera wasn’t expecting this and screamed in confusion and terror as she felt herself getting pulled along.
 The long necks quickly lunged themselves forward, craning their necks over the ledge, the female just missed snatching ahold of Cera’s tail and watched with a helpless expression as the raptor and the child fell into the raging river below. Littlefoot, Ducky, Petrie and Spike quickly ran to the edge screaming their friend's name, yet they too could do nothing. Even Petrie, who started to fly after was stopped by his mother, who warned that the current of the river was too strong and it was too dangerous to risk it. They would follow the river to the lake that it led into however, if there was any chance, they would get swept away to there.

Alright...mwa, yes I'm gonna leave it at a cliffhanger...quite literally. I do have more typed up, however I haven't the time today. I may not get on for a day or so 'cause of the holidays, however I'll post the next few chapters as soon as I can.

Thanks again for the comments everyone.^^