Well I think our hunt will have to wait until tomorrow, since I need to go to bed lol. I'll post when I get the chance tomorrow as well.
Wildflower glanced impatiently at Ulfang, then at the rest of her followers. "Fang...I sounded a little demanding back there huh? I guess I just wanted Shadow to get the memo, you know? He got kicked out of the pack for hunting badly a while back." Wildflower picked up her pace, hoping the others would do the same. "And sometimes, I just want to be in control." She tested the air, waiting for a response from Ulfang. Maybe he would understand a bit more than the others. He always seemed a little neutral to her.Ulfang gave a wolfy cough, then said "Maybe just a bit, but ya'know there's always another side of the story. Like he said, Ruka offered him a chance for redemption. I'm sure he'll be fine." Ulfang then whispered to Wildflower, "Being in control isn't everything, but on the hunt, its the one thing that we have. It's our duty not to let the others get hurt because of a bad call."
Crush: None
Relationship: None
Spouse: Once had a lover, but that was along time ago.
Children: Many children, some dead, some alive.
Personality: Amos is dark, brooding, unhappy and some would say evil. He cares little for mortals, as they are not his kind and tend to break easily. He once had a romantic side to him, but whether it is still there, not even he knows.
History(optional): Amos is a spirit, so he simply came into existence one day instead of being born. He was not always as he is now, yes, in fact he was once adored and loved by the spirits he called friends. As he was a guardian of the forest he called home and was not to be trifled with. However, upon a full moon one night in an age long since forgotten he found her, his love. Her name was Camektris and she was not just a spirit but something far darker. He was in love, but it was slowly consuming him, twisting his original purpose of growing, into an abomination. His works withered, died and he was shunned. Amos became a shadow of his former self and when he turned to Camektris, she was no where to be found. In his anguish he finally learned what hatred was, and destroyed the entire forest, and when it was done, he lost his ability to have a physical body. Severally weakened he slept, appearing occasionally to witness the world and find a way to have a body of his own again. His dealings in mortal affairs caused many to fear him, some to worship him and led others to attempt his destruction.
Other: "Let the games begin"