ｆｏｌｌｏｗ ｔｈｅ ｌｉｇｈｔｓ :: semi-lit wolf roleplay :: accepting.

[voidsounds]

[I guess so ^^ at least, my character can know about him]
ｅｒｉｓ
lead healer : fae : action

Eris' eyes widened for a split second as the other wolf boldly declared that he was the illusive wolf who Eris had been seeing. Her ears flattened as a rage and hatred filled her stomach and bubbled inside her. She stood up again with this newfound rage and growled, a deep threatening growl. "I'm trying to be nice here," she growled at the ghost wolf. "This is your last chance to leave. Return your stolen goods and retreat, or I might be forced to attack." She internally cringed at how lame, unoriginal, and heroic that sounded. Gotta work on my quipping, she thought dejectedly. The fur on the back of her neck bristled as she readied to spring at the wolf. "We could even work together," she tried, playing a desperate card. "I know that the weather is harsh and out food is moving..." she trailed off, seeing it was for nigh. She was a small but tough wolf, and she had the alpha on her side, but she was weakened by hunger and the pain in her paw. Her tail started to lower.

[swirleh]

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Ísinn rolled her eyes, not even blinking when he snapped at her. "Um, I understand that you think you're a big shot or something, but actually, I haven't." She shot an angry glance at Eris, infuriated that she'd allow invaders to be in their territory, without being attacked, without her permission. "But I know that you're in my territory and I have every right to kill you here and now."

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Stormurinn looked at her in worry. [b]"Are you okay?" he asked, sniffing and inspecting her leg gingerly for any signs of injury. He grinned again. "You did great!" He lived for this- for doing reckless things. For being free.

[obiole]

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ℙ ℙ ℙ ℙ ℙ ℙ ℙ ℙ Ｓｉｎ ℙ ℙ ℙ ℙ ℙ ℙ ℙ ℙ

→ → Wʜᴀᴛ Yᴏᴜ Nᴇᴇᴅ Tᴏ Kɴᴏᴡ ← ←

Ｎａｍｅ → → My name, Pheaca (Fee-Ah-ka), is the Irish translation of sin, so my real name would is, technically, Sin. But I prefer to be called Pheaca, and only can my closest friends or alpha can adress me by that..

Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ → → Well, quite obviously I'm a fea, but if you see genitles, then I should be worried, right? Well, I'm sure there are none, so please don't bother in asking that again.

Ａｇｅ → → Well, being a wolf, I'd say about thirty moons, so I'm about two and a half years old. Not that bad, right? Still youmg and strong.

Ｐａｃｋ → → I eleive i'm in Isinn's pack. I never left nor was I ever kicked out, so I'm sure to be there still. Never would I want to leave the pack, but if something happens then that's that and i'm gone like the wind.

Ｒａｎｋ → → To be answered



→ → Ｗｈａｔｓ Ｏｎ Ｔｈｅ Ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ ← ←


Ｄｅｓｃｒｉｐｔｉｏｎ → → Pheaca has a deep, jet black coat with coacoa brown at the tips of her ears, legs, tail, and muzzle. Her coat is silky smooth, yet gets frail and shaggy closer to her tail and back legs. The fur is't exactly long, but not too short; long enough to keep warm during the winter months. Her eyes are gold, the only thing you can see at night is the peircing colour of excentric yellow. Her figure is thin, extremely thin, but very swift and sneeky.
{{Sorry, I'm not that good at descriptions :c



→ → Ｗｈａｔｓ Ｏｎ Ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ ← ←

Ｄｅｓｐｏｓｉｔｉｏｎ → → Pheaca is a very tough, isolated fea, she doesn't really like to talk to others unless it's serious buisness. She usually hunts but mostly for herself or a pup, sometimes her Alpha(s). Pheaca always, no matter who, always gets herself into a fight, wether she wins or not, she's just happy that she walks, or limps, away with a scar.
{{I can never get enough muse to make them longer xc



→ → Ｄｅｅｐｅｒ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ ← ←


Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ → → Pheaca came from a litter of nine, being the youngest of them all yet the biggest. Her were killed by a crazed human and skinned for their soft, silky pelts. As for her siblings, once they all grew up and became old enough to live on hteir own, they all seperated; went their own ways to different packs, most of the were probably killed and skinned.



→ → Ｉｔｓ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ ← ←

Ｆａｍｉｌｙ → → Father- deceased
Mother- deceased
Kayla -unknown
Zeus- unknown
Lucas- unknown
Nieve- unknown
Bodega- unknown
Cristian- unknown
Nej- unknown
Foraoise- unknown

Ｌｏｖｅ Ｌｉｆｅ → →
Crush- I have no interest in anyone at the moment. But for one to catch my eye they'd have to be lie me; tough and bull-headed.
Mate- Not unless he charms me.
Kits/pups- None, but I'd like to eventually settle down and have a few.

[rottenmutt]

-i gtg be back in the am!!-

[narnie]

Lani obediently took the elk leg and darted off quickly. Kicking up some of the ground as she ran and jumped over a large, fallen tree. She stashed the elk and bounded back. Slowly as she came up next to Illusion and let her pink tongue loll out the side of her mouth. Flicked around her shaggy tail and perking her ears forward to see what was going to happen. He was the Illusive Ghost? She had heard rumors about him and now she was part of him? That was wonderful! He was the ultimate wolf and she had so badly wanted to be like that. Her tail swished just a bit with the thought.

[hypnotic.]

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{ｃｒｕｓｈｌｅｓｓ} {ｍａｔｅｌｅｓｓ}
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Edmee was surprised by his worry for her, so she just shrugged. “I'm fine, just a minor injury. It will heal in no time.” she said nonchalantly. She chuckled and rolled his eyes at his compliment. She hadn't done anything special, just lived on the edge a little bit. But what the heck, she loved doing reckless and dangerous things. “Oh calm down. You did great too! Good thing you jumped in when you did or my injury could have been worse.” She smiled and looked back at the elk. She noticed that it was now dead and she wouldn't be able to drag it back with her leg. Her amber eyes gazed back over to Stormurinn and smiled. “Why don't you run back and go tell Eris we caught an Elk. You'll be faster, I'll sit here and wait.”

[swirleh]

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"I did do great, didn't I?" Stormurinn teased arrogantly, lifting his chin in pride. "I'll be right back, don't get too lonely." He trotted briskly but in a relaxed fashion, following Eris's scent trail with his head hanging low so he could smell it more easily. On the way there, he found a hawk and rabbit laying on the ground, smothered in Ísinn's scent. He picked them up and carried along until he reached Eris...

And Ísinn. And two loners.

Bristling his fur, he dropped the prey in a bush and then walked to where everybody could see him. "Who are they?" he asked gruffly. He plopped down next to Eris and slowly, in bits and pieces, whispered the message to her so that the loners wouldn't notice. "We caught a nice big elk, but Edmee hurt her leg and needs help carrying it back. Also, I found a hawk and a rabbit. They're hiding over there." Once he finished speaking without being detected, he felt much more secure that the loners wouldn't take advantage of the injured she-wolf and steal their prey. He turned his gaze back to them. It was cold and heartless.

[hypnotic.]

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{ｃｒｕｓｈｌｅｓｓ} {ｍａｔｅｌｅｓｓ}
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Edmee chuckled at his arrogant tease and shook her head slowly. When he told her to not get too lonely she answered back with a smirk, “Don't worry, I won't.” After she watched his disappear she took in her surroundings. It was now just silent open plains, besides her and the elk. Anyone could see them and that was dangerous. She looked down at her injured leg and growled in annoyance. She just had to get hurt didn't she. Good thing it wasn't to bad though. She sighed and flicked her tail before limping over to the back of the elk. Her body laid down and she rested her injured leg and her head on the silky fur of the elk. Now all she had to do was wait.

[swirleh]

[I'll be right back, probably! )

[voidsounds]

ｅｒｉｓ
lead healer : fae : tired

Eris' ears flicked toward her apprentice as he approached her. She listened intently while keeping an eye on her attackers. Nodding curtly, she motioned for Stormurinn to get back with her tail, as she continued to stare down the intruder. I hope Edmee is alright, she thought nervously. Hopefully there aren't any more rogues to hurt her. She flicked her tail and sat down once again. "Look, I don't want to fight you," Eris confessed quietly. "I just ask that you leave the food and leave us alone. Unless you want to join the pack, which judging by your negative reaction, I'd assume not." She growled again, accidentally stepping on her pained foot. "Ísinn," she said softly. "What do you think we should do with this one? And his companion," She motioned toward the other wolf.