Weightless (Winged Wolf RP - Accepting)

"And I'm not in the greatest shape to fly.", Akuma replied, shaking. "And to me, it's really cold."

Akuma sat down, looking from side to side. "Lets make a camp here tonight.", he barked.

"Okay." said Night Fang willingly.

Akuma nodded. "Cloe can make the beds. Claymore can make the fire. Night Fang can help me make the dens."

"Alright then..." Claymore said and Cloe smiled "I'll try to make some health poltions for us. I don't have any here..."

"Sounds good to me." said Night Fang.

"C'mon.", Akuma padded forward, grabbing a bunch of sticks and fallen branches. "Help me."

"I'm helpin'!" barked Night Fang. She dug up some moss.

"i'll hunt something to eat... I don't eat for like a day and I need meditate..." Claymore said and went to the forest to find an animal for them to eat. Cloe grabbed some herbs nearby and started making some kind of liquid with them while smaking with a stone.

Akuma placed four large, sturdy sticks into a 3-D triangle two times. "How many dens do we need?", he asked.

"Well, it depends how many wolves we wanna put in each den." she said, cocking her head to one side.

"Well" Cloe said "You don't need to make me a den. I can sleep in the trees after all"

"Oh, I thought you might want to sleep with Mr. Grumpy-Kins~~", Akuma teased, "So anyway, how many dens do we need?"

"So, that means one or two. Either no wolf sleeps alone, or one wolf sleeps alone. Personally, I'd like to sleep with another wolf. It'll help me get used to sleeping without sis." Night Fang barked.

"Well, then why don't you sleep with Akuma? He seems to like you..." Cloe said, teasing as well.

Akuma blushed, though it was barely noticeable(sp?) because of his face paint.

Night Fang kicked Cloe. "Cut it out!" she blushed, then turned to Akuma. "How come Claymore's the only one with a nickname? 'Cause we're girls?"

"No~ Fine I'll name ya both. Cloe will be Meddy, and Night Fang will be Blushy.", he teased.

"Ouch... Don't do that! I'm no warrior for being kicked" Laughed Cloe. Claymore appeared with four dead deers. One in his mouth and three at his back "hofl ofnf if fant wif thff" he said and droped the deers.

Night Fang took Akuma by suprise and pinned him down. "What do you suggest for the den plan?" she asked Akuma, getting off of him. "Erm... say that in English, please?"

Akuma shrugged, "I don't care. What do you suggest for the den plans?"

"Either two of us in one den and one by himself, or all of us in one den." barked Night Fang. "Hey, Claymore!" she howled. "Wanna be in the same den as me, by yourself, of all three of us together?!" She motioned to Akuma when she said 'three'. "Cloe want's to sleep in the trees."

"B-B-But I like to sleep alone! I don't like to sleep feeling the warmth of another wolf" barked Claymore, blushing when Night Fang suggest they should sleep together.

"Okay, then." Night Fang barked back. "Two dens." she barked to Akuma.