∞❄I N F I N I T Y❄∞ | Semi-literate | WOLF RP | {Remake}

[Chesapeake]

[S y k e s, we don't need another alpha.

Nuclear Angel, I'll be replying asap. c; ]

[rottenmutt]

{{Hes a loner.o:

[Nuclear_Angel]

Jade

"Never Apologize
For What You Feel,
It's Like Saying Sorry
For Being Real. "
-Lil Wayne

{ Female } { No Crush } { Action: Being Confronted By Asher } { Mood: On Edge & Aggravated } { Loner } { With Out A Pack } { 5 years old }

Jade looked at the bruit for a moment in confusion. His question did not register probably as
quick as he thought it would. She thought about his question for a moment. Trying to figure out
what he meant about asking for something... Was it to be able to be on their land.. or was it
permission to hunt on their land. Instead of dragging out the already seemingly long time with
asking what he meant she went with her best guess. "I try not to socialize with packs as much as
I can. So I don't take the time to meet them to ask... And if you haven't realized not all packs are
so kind as you are being."

Jade remembered a time with her old pack. They rarely showed mercy for others and ended loners.
She was just a little pup and seeing a wolf tore a part was just another day for her. As soon as she
could her parents taught her and her sister the ways of the pack and how to make it there if they
wished not to be killed themselves. She had a harsh alpha, his word was law, and if you didn't obey
you would be slaughtered. Her twisted ways had been programmed into her well being and trying to
teach her other wise would be a bloody task. She was already labeled unfit for a pack member, but
the one that stood before her had no clue of that, yet.

She searched for a options. None really suited her. She could she run away, but that wasn't an option
for her. She never had before and wouldn't do it now. She could attack, but even if she did over power
the bruit she would have to deal with the pack later and there was no telling how many there was. Then
there was the option of gaining the bruit's trust. He could lead her to the pack and be the key of getting
into the pack. But why in the world would she do that after spending almost her life alone and hating packs?
That just didn't make since, but so far seem the best option she had going for her.

Out of her better judgment and being she began to think of ways to gain Asher's trust. She could get on a
more friendly ground with him by giving him the since of she trusted him and that would be as simple as
giving him her name, a different posture, and attitude. She let a heavy breath and shifted her body weight
into a more relaxed pose. Giving away her threatening and dominant look. She let her tail lower and face to
relax. Her face no longer showed anger nor it showed happiness though; just blank from expression. She
looked at the bruit with calm eyes, but on the inside she was still on edge and aggravated. "I think we got off
on the wrong side of things. I'd like to start over on a more friendly note. " Her voice was more open and
inviting tone now. She debated on giving him a fake name, but what did that matter. She had nothing to hide.
Besides all that knew were dead and gone. "My name is Jade. What is yours?" She questioned him and waited for
how all this would pan out.

{ Alrighty Chesapeake, I've quoted it for you so you don't have to jump back in forth so much. :3

[Malédiction]

Medieval - Male - 5 years - Hunter - Crusheless - Mateless

With his green-yellow eyes focused solely on Cora, Medieval slowly rose up onto his feet as did the she-wolf, not sure if he should be watching her carefully. After the short while they talked, the Hunter came to trust the Loner enough to relax every tight muscle in his body, although he knew he shouldn't be this relaxed. Truth be told, he hasnt been this relaxed in forever. Exhaling strongly, he flicked his ears to get some of the flies away, annoyed by all their buzzing. His ears swiveled back towards Cora as she spoke, a few mumbled words he wasn't sure if he understood right making him unsure as to what to reply. But Cora saved him from having to as she mentioned not wanting to be an Omega for too long. "Hmm... Something tells me that won't be the case for you. I'm sure you'll prove yourself worthy of another rank before long. And with a face like yours, I'm sure Saxon wouldn't hesitate to let you at least try to prove yourself." The words slipped from Medieval's mouth before he could stop them, and he immediately clamped his mouth shut. He meant for it to be a compliment, but he wasn't sure how a stranger, or at least an acquaintance, would take it. Internally scolding himself, he looked at the ground and waited for Cora's answer.

{ { Anybody want to roleplay with Royale or Fantasy? } }

[Chesapeake]

[S y k e s -Either I read it wrong, or it said that he was the alpha in the first bit after the pic. Sorry.
Nuclear Angel- thanks! c: That really helps. xP]

Asʜᴇʀ
→Asʜ

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There was a distinct pause before the loner replied to Ash's question, and Ash was still wondering why he'd said it. He knew that some packs had shunned him, with growls and bites that drove him far away from their pack. He knew that some packs would force any wolf that crossed into it's territory to join. But he also knew that more times than not, the wolf packs that he'd met weren't those kind of pack. And if a wolf was starving, it was better to ask, just in case a pack member appeared and was less nice than Ash was being at the moment. It was difficult to explain why Ash was being so nice. His father would have demanded answers quick and fast- asking who, what, where, when, and why in quick succession. Who the wolf was, what it was doing here, where it had come in, when it had come in, and why it had. Then he would have made the wolf scared of him, and then when he allowed them into the pack, he would keep a constant threat from him known in the wolf's mind. Of course, his father was the alpha, and he could do those things.

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On that note, the fae shifted her posture, bringing her head and tail down a little and relaxing her pose. She didn't look angry. Ash still stood tall, wondering what the fae was up to. A false sense of security? Ash would have smirked at that fact, but he was keeping his nonexpression tightly to the mask that he was always wearing. Few saw it come off, and he wasn't going to just relax in the face of this fae's sudden change in posture. He wondered what she was up to. He'd seen this happen before. He'd been tricked by a 'harmless' fae once, and he wasn't going to allow that folly to happen again. That time they'd both been loners, he'd relaxed with her, after she'd relaxed. They'd talked for a bit, and then Ash had been surprised to see her face suddenly twist in anger. She'd jumped at him, and in his shock he'd almost just let her attack him. She was aiming at his neck, mouth open and teeth gleaming in the light. The only thing that had saved him was his training. He'd flattened to the ground and rolled away from her, allowing only a slight graze on his back. When he returned to his feet, she was standing as well. She'd lost the element of surprise, and Ash was done. The fight was short and Ash was decidedly more skilled. Her surprise attack would have been her only hope. In the course of the fight, he'd asserted his dominance over her, left her with a few scars, and run. Fast, and far.

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She then spoke, and Ash really didn't want to reply. He hadn't wanted to talk in the first place. He calmly regarded her with his expressionless look, then began to moving. He wasn't really responding to her question when he slowly paced around her in a circle. His head turned with the circle, studying her, judging her. He stopped when he returned to his original position. She could be useful to the pack, he decided, inclining his head ever so slightly to the right as he scrutinized the fae in front of him. He supposed someone would come at his call. It wasn't like the pack didn't know his howl. They knew him from when he'd arrived and sat outside their territory, asking for entrance. They knew him from when he called for help for a wounded packmate. They'd know what to do with a loner, and Ash could leave this place. He finally changed his expression, giving the fae a 'stay there' look. Then, he raised his head towards the sky, and let out a short howl. It wasn't an 'help!' howl, but one asking for assistance from whoever could come. Whoever it was, hopefully, would answer with another howl to let him and others know that they were coming.

tagged ; Jade

[S o r r o w f u l, one of them could come to help Ash out. c: ]

[WishMo_On]

All About Me: "Hello I'm Graphite"
NAME ~ His full name is Graphite-Thunder but he just goes by the name Graphite, as he dislikes his full-name.
AGE & GENDER ~ Graphite is exactly 3 years of age and has a strong musk scent as he is a brute.
RANK & PACK ~ Graphite is the Lead Hunter of the Infinity Pack.

The Outside:
APPEARANCE ~Graphite is a strong built male wolf, which helps when him to drag back big prey to the den. However he's not a pitch black wolf he has a white patch on his chest and over his neck and shoulders. His eyes are a starling white and reflect the snow and often reminds the females of the moon. His legs are a thick with strong muscle to help him run with great speed to catch his prey, his paws are a good size to keep him from sinking into the snow during winter on his hunting trips. Not only that but Graphite is a rather large male with a strong masculine appearance.

Getting Deeper - On the Inside:
PERSONALITY ~ "I am a strong, loyal wolf. I believe in the protection of the pack I belong to and will always do my best to impresses the leader. I tend to be scared that I'm not good enough or I don't deserve to be included. I tend to roam alone unless hunting. I stay to the outskirts of the pack and always have an eye and ear open to danger signs." Graphite doesn't find it easy to get along with the other pack members, he also finds it hard to follow orders hence why he is happy to stay as Lead Hunter. Graphite will help in anyway possible so therefore hunting for the pack makes him feel like he is worthy and needed. He has some insecurities that tend to keep him distant from the pack, but he is always on alert for danger, as he will never forgive him self if he loses another wolf close to him.

Skills ~ Fast Runner, Good Hunter, & Sharp Hearing

Likes ~ Swimming, Spring & Running through the woods.

Dislikes ~ Being pushed around, Annoying Pups, & Winter as he finds it hard to camouflage.

Relationships:
CRUSH ~Currently None.
MATE ~Nope.
PUPS ~Maybe...

In The Past:
HISTORY ~ "I have been a lone wolf for some time; I lost my sister in a fight with another male wolf. I set out on my journey to look for a pack of my own. I'm still looking for a pack to be accepted into. I have great hunting skills and would love to become a hunter for a pack." Graphite doesn't like to talk about his past as he feels guilty about not being able to protect his sister from other lone wolfs. Not only does he wish he could go back and change time but he wishes that his sister had the chance to live in a pack with other wolves. Graphite is very loyal to the Infinity pack for allowing him to join and not only become a hunter but become the Lead Hunter not long after joining.

[Malédiction]

[S o r r o w f u l, one of them could come to help Ash out. c: ]

{ { Sure. I may just change Royale's personality though, as it resembles too much to Fantasy. } }

Royale - Female - 3 years - Fighter - Crushless - Mateless

The leaves rustled above her head, casting rippling shadows on the ground beneath her. Her coat was dappled with sunlight, the rays bringing out the golden tint in her fur. The forest was silent around her, the only sound the leaves and branches rubbing against each other. Confusion flashing through her eyes, she tried picking up any smell, even the faintest trace of her Packmates, but couldn't even catch one wisp. Fear slowly settling through her body, Royale snapped to attention as she heard the sound of a twig snap. Crouching low to the ground, she tried smelling the air, but the only things she could smell were the grass stems and the river. The river... Casting one last quick look behind her, Royale shot towards the sound of the gurgling water, nearly tripping over a big tree root. The sound got louder in her ears, and just as she was about to leave the cover of the trees...

Royale's eyes sleepily blinked open as sunlight filtered through the entrance of the den. Yawning, she stretched out her front legs and took a look around, making note that she was the only one left in the den. Snorting, she slipped through the mouth of the cave and narrowed her eyes against the brightness of the sun's rays. It took her awhile to get accustomed to the light, but the second she did, her ears perked up at the sound of a howl. Straining to listen, she identified the howl to belong to Asher. Raising her muzzle to the air, she howled back to him, waiting a couple seconds to see if anybody would come out to join her. When nobody did, she set off after Ash, the smell of a Loner hitting her nostrils. That was probably why he was asking for someone to join him. Sniffing the air, both the scent of her Packmate and the Loner got stronger as she neared. She could finally see both their silhouettes against the horizon, trees surrounding them on all sides. She let out a small bark, as to not startle Ash and have him at her throat as she arrived at his side, and her eyes immediately locked on the Loner. "You called, Ash?" She questioned the brute, her eyes not once leaving Jade's. Her muscles were taunt and tense, not trusting this Loner one bit. Royale didn't trust everybody, especially not newfound Loners wandering their territory.

[corpus christi]

Anyone wanna rp with any of my wolves? They're on pg 2

[Chesapeake]

Asʜᴇʀ
→Asʜ

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The answering howl came almost immediately, and Ash was relieved. Nobody else would be coming, but he identified the voice as a fae from the pack, a fighting specialist named Royale. At least she was a fighter and could hold her own if some kind of ambush swooped down on them. He debated asking for more wolves, but in his experience, invaders usually had a small force go in first to scope the place out and stir up some trouble. Since one had already been caught- the one he'd seen earlier- there shouldn't be too many more loners wandering in the pack's land. Hopefully, if he was right, there would be a way of getting any information out of them. He was still watching the loner as he thought, keeping his mind on how he was going to address this situation. A low woof came from his right, a signal from his packmate that she was arriving and not some attacker. His lip twitched, for the fae knew his ways at least a little bit to know that he would have harmed even a packmate if he was on guard from others and surprised. This was one of the good types of specialist, she was quiet in the woods. It annoyed him when fighters were loud, simply because they didn't have to hunt. Then, she spoke. Ash was expected to reply. Darn.

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It was inevitable. Ash would always have to talk when he decided to do anything that mattered. It had been fine in his old packs, since nothing he did was very important. This pack somehow had a tendency to force him into doing the things he most despised. For instance, speaking. First the loner, which was fine in the big picture of things. She would learn soon enough that he didn't talk if she joined the pack for some reason- if this coincidence wasn't correct. His face would be showing annoyance if it was showing anything right now, but it had returned to his usual stoic expression quickly after the tiniest of movements. "The beta caught a different loner earlier. Took her back to camp. Wasn't sure if there were more and they're working together. Didn't want to compromise camp, needed a second opinion." He kept his gaze pointedly on the loner. "She said she was hunting, though."

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This information was delivered in a tone that was almost as expressionless as his face, yet it was low, quiet, and held the power that his stance showed right now. It carried no bias through emphasis on certain words, nothing that would disprove or prove the statements she'd made. He did not however refer to Jade with her name. She had told it to him, but it would take more words to explain that. There were few things that made him want to talk more, and reporting to others was not one of them. Royale could figure that out on her own. Besides, he'd spoken more than he had in the last week already, and all in less than an hour. Ash was not pleased with this, and now because the fae that had arrived was not a higher ranked wolf, he couldn't simply pass her off to the other- they had to decide together what to do with the loner- whether to let her go, bring her to the alpha, or something else.

tagged ; Jade & Royale

[I didn't know we had fighters in the pack, since they aren't listed as a rank, so that's why I called her a fighting specialist. It also sounds cool so there you go.
As a sidenote, my character is still not up on the front page. The form is on pg. 2]

[Malédiction]

{ { Yeah, I saw that too. But it does sound cool, so let's just keep on with it :3 } }

Royale - Female - 3 years - Fighter - Crushless - Mateless

The loner stood in front of both of them, and Royale couldn't help but notice she was quite relaxed. She only assumed she'd already talked to Ash for a bit, but who was she to know. Her amber eyes were focused on the black she-wolf, not sure if she could trust her enough to relax a bit, or just keep her assumed position. The leaves rustled above them, making a sort of 'swishing' sound in her ears that reminded her of the peacefulness this territory usually had. Narrowing her eyes, the fighter cautiously and slowly let her hackles lower, her claws no long digging into the ground. Her paws had sunk into the humid dirt a bit, and she lifted one up to shake it out, an insect of some sort crawling up on it. Royale openly showed that she didn't trust this fae, she had no reason to hide it, although if Ash wasn't on the brink of attack, she guessed she could be trusted enough not to attack them if they happened to turn their backs.

His reply made it's way to her ears a few moments later, and she listened intently at each word he was saying, making note of the important information like beta caught a different loner earlier. and She was hunting, though. The word hunting caught her attention. Cocking her head to the side, she turned her head to look over at Ash once, before looking back at Jade. "Hunting on Pack territory, huh?" She murmured to Ash, not loud enough for the Loner to hear her. Curiosity flaring in her eyes for a second, she opened her mouth to speak to Jade. "Did you catch anything?" She barked, but although the question seemed to come just from curiosity, she knew that Jade knew exactly why she was asking. If she had caught anything, it would be Pack prey, which would mean they would be forced to bring her to see Phantom. Royale wasn't too keen on bringing anyone to the Alpha, as he wasn't exactly the most sociable wolf out there. The she-wolf was never sure how the newcomers would react to his... the only word she could think of right was was difficult behavior. Chasing the thoughts away, she awaited Jade's reply, making sure he mind didn't drift anywhere.