☀ 5 Ðegrees ☀ [Semi-lit/lit RP] [Accepting!]

[Maxxika]

((I'll add my third now even though his picture isn't colored.))

((Will be colored later.))

☀ Theme song: None
☀ Name: Faerir Tulan
☀ Age: 18
☀ Gender: Male
☀ Rank: Hunter
☀ Personality: Faerir doesn't seem to be the smartest of the bunch at any time. He spends a lot of time attempting to amuse the people around him. Even if it means acting stupid to be laughed at, he loves to make people laugh. A little too trusting, Faerir is easy to convince. Even with the worst lies he could still believe them. His whole life has been about learning to hunt and actually hunting, for food and nothing else. He isn't necessarily the best hunter around, but he is able to successfully provide food for his tribe. He has always been a little odd, but he can be calm. He can actually have a good conversation at the right time.
☀ [b]Best skills:[/b] Hunting and agility
☀ Family: None living.
☀ Crush: Open
☀ Husband/wife: Open
☀ Companion: Open
☀ Other: This guy and Talek are the ones I want to have companions. The child doesn't need on. Faerir I want to have one most. Faerir is also newer so I don't have a complete personality for him yet, but I'll work on it through this.

[Popcorns]

{Hm, then could Iye be Faerir's companion instead? And Bluebird I have a question, do the animals talk to the humans, like do they understand them? Or do they talk and stuff, but the tribe people don't understand?}

[Maxxika]

((Oh, I didn't see you ask about Jasient. Iye could be with either of them. I didn't think about having Jasient have one because of his age, but it could be interesting either way.))

[Nautica]

{Good question, Popcorns. Well, I'll let you guys vote on it, 'cause I don't really mind either way and I can't pick. So here's the options:
a.) The animals can talk amongst themselves and they communicate with the humans through body language alone.
b.) The animals have limited english, so they can say simple, one word sentences, but can communicate with other animals perfectly.
c.) The animals can speak to each other and communicate with the humans through telepathy.
d.) The animals can speak english.

So just post the letter of the option you'd prefer (:
Oh, and Kyle, your character is accepted.}

[Harpy•]

{{Hm...I kinda like c. ^.^}}

[Aғтɛя Ɩ Ғαℓℓ]

{I'll go 'c' thanks Harbor. Wait, do people still call you that?}

[Popcorns]

{Hmm I'll go 'c' aswell. And Kyle, I don't mind, either is fine with me.}

[Nautica]

{Okay, so by majority, c wins. I'll begin with a post in a few minutes, but this is still open to new members, so please tell your friends about it and stuff.}

[Nautica]

{We'll begin in the camp, and they're leaving today. Everything is all packed up, it's about 5 o'clock in the morning and a few people can still be sleeping. They were all sleeping in the same tent because of the recent attack and it was the tent that had belonged to Nevaeh's family.}

The cold wind washed over Nevaeh's face as she looked out at the shattered ruins of her tribe's camp with narrowed eyes. She stared at the few little fires that still plagued the area, the broken tents, the bloodied snow, but she didn't really see any of it. She didn't want to. Her face seemed to be frozen in the solemn expression she'd worn since the day before last. Nothing made her smile. Nothing made of them smile, really. As the wind brushed a few strands of hair off her shoulder where she stood on the jagged overhang that looked over the entire camp, she closed her eyes. This was too much.
But she refused to feel any pain. She was the leader now and she would have to live up to her name. What was left of the tribe would need her to keep a level head. She just hoped she could do that for them.
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Hutch slowly let out a deep breath through his nostrils. He was laying on his side, resting, but all of his senses were alert.
The only thing he felt was failure. Blunt failure cutting deeply into him. He had let the tribe down. He could still taste the blood of the 18 attackers he'd killed that day. But it hadn't been enough.
He got to his feet, his massive body moving silently. His head hung low and his body swung from side to side lazily as he walked. He had no will to walk with pride any longer.
He walked around the makeshift camp, making sure everything was in place and no one was missing. He checked inside the tent, sticking his nose through the opening and making sure everyone's scent was present. He checked the pathetically small perimeter to make sure no one had breached it. When he was satisfied, he walked over to Nevaeh.
He laid down silently behind her, watching the same view as she was, but he didn't see it through a young leader's eyes; he saw it through the eyes of a failed guardian.

[antler apathy]

OOC: Luckily I was going to go with 'c' as well c:
Anyways, sorry for not being on, I have so many things.

Wisps of steam pounded up of Blaire's nostrils as she watched from a distance the camp. The camp she had been watching for many moons, now destroyed, gone. The people still lived there, of course, but Blaire knew in their hearts it was gone.
She snorted softly, wasn't her problem. But she had somewhat become attached, to the tribe, and inside her somewhere was a despair she knew she would revisit every. single. moment. the memory of this camp somehow wound it way to her thoughts.
She had been considering to move on, mostly because she needed to. After all animals, her game, stayed clear of the small camp, knowing that if they went near it, it would be their demise.
Snapping back to her shallower thoughts, Blaire watched the camp still, even more intently now. Her eyes flicking back and forth at every movement she noticed, which was mostly flaps of the torn tents waving in the wind. But of course there were indeed still some early risers, creature and human alike, wandering the camp. The two that caught her eye in particular had been the female human, obviously the alpha of the clan, and sitting beside her one of Blaire's own. Another saber tooth tiger, male, who's companion Blaire had not seen since the attack. She presumed him dead.