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[abandoned.]

{TP Reply: Midnight, Pride, Ransom, Legacy}

2 Years | Brute | No Crush | Cherry Valley Beta

I've no idea what to post for Ransom...so if anyone wishes to speak to him, go right ahead(;

2 Years | Fae | No Crush | Cherry Valley Subordinate

Same as above

3 ½ years | Fae | No Crush | Rising Mountain Subordinate

Midnight had gone off to take a walk, after deciding that her brother wouldn't be waking up for quite some time. So, out of boredom, she went on a walk, since many of her pack-mates were asleep. As she walked, she thought about how different things had been when they were pups. Everything had seemed great. She remembered Lotus, the alphess at Cherry Valley. She'd seemed nice enough. Of course, things change as you grow older. The two siblings began fighting and then the pack ended up splitting up. Both packs had it's disadvantages and advantages, in her opinion, but she'd chosen to take herself and her brother along with Hawk's pack, thinking it would be the stronger of the two.

[[Eh >_> I was gonna add her history but I didn't know how...maybe later. Anyways, you can have Hawk and everyone else on the hunt notice her and ask her to come...]]

2 years | Brute | No Crush | Rising Mountain Subordinate

He's...sleeping...pretty much.

[duckteeth]

||Jay||
||brute||
||Rising Mountain||
||currently: debating||
||location: edge of camp||
||mood: furious||

Lost in some reverie of future power as beta, Jay had missed the moment when Tenshi and Hawk had left. Angrly, he growled at himself. Idiot! With your stupid inability to stay focused you're never going t even have the slightest chance to become beta. How are you so dumb? Jay paced along the edge of the cap, debating whether or not to attempt to catch up with his leader and Tenshi. If he caught up, maybe he could redeem himself and get back on the hunt. If he didn't, maybe he could make it seem like he hadn't actually been listening or planning to go along on the hunt. Had he even been asked to join them in the firs place? If not, going would make him seem like a fool. Jay growled again.

[free.]

Shadow of the Fading Ghosts

Fade
Age~3 years 7 months
Gender~Male
Doing~Talking->Summer
Crush~None
Pack~Cherry Valley Pack Subordinate

Fade's ears went forward, turning away from the various other sounds around him, as Summer replied and he smiled in return to her look. "Well whenever you are ready to take it back just say so." He lowered his head and took another drink from the stream, his tongue passing over a few pebbles and catching dirt on it. He made a face and lapped at some more water trying to get the dirt out of his mouth.

Cruel Summer Storm

Summer
Fae
Three Years Old
Subordinate
Crushless/Mateless
Cherry Valley Pack

She dips her head graciously. "Alrighty." Not very good at small talk, Summer doesn't really know how to keep the conversation going. And she isn't about to resort to 'it's a nice day out, don't you think?' So without another word, she drinks up a few more laps of the cold, clear water, stretches, shakes out her fur, and turns to Fade again. "Well I'm good, ready when you are. Take your time if you'd like to stay, though. I don't mind being out here." It was true, Summer loved being out in the forest, whether it be for hunting, patrolling, or resting. It was just...peaceful. Solitary. Quiet. She was glad to live in this pack, have a good life, and be able to do what she wanted. Life was rather enjoyable. Although the small golden fae had the gut-wrenching feeling that all of that was about to end.

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.: Fae :.: Subordinate :.: Rising Mountain Pack :.: Speaking to Kodak :.

Eva crawled from her den, the cool air rustling her fur as she stretched forward. Her limbs were aching, the den was to small for her. She didn't want to leave it though, it was safe. She moved lazily to the entrance of the camp and stuck her nose to the air, catching the scent of the black and red coat of Kodak. She trotted forward quietly, only a slight pant escaped her maw as she approached him. "Squirrel for your thoughts?" She said quietly and tilted her head slightly in wonder while a soft smile took place on her maw. She brought her hind legs under her and sat a feet or two away from him. Sunlight dappled her pelt, high lighting a few spots on her orangish pelt making them look like fire compared to the darkened area of her body.

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.: Brute :.: Subordinate :.: Cherry Valley :.: WIP :.

WIP

[duckteeth]

||Crow||
||fae||
||Cherry Valley||
||currently: walking||
||location: forest||
||mood: bored||

The ground beneath Crow's relaxed form was riddled with sticks, jabbing her in the sides ad rendering it impossible for her to get comfortable. No matter how she moved or arranged herself on the leafy ground she was unable to get into a position that she was able to fall asleep in. After just hoping that she'd somehow manage to ignore the pain in her side, she gave up the attempt and stood up. Mouth cracking open into a yawn she shook out her pelt and padded out of the clearing she'd been trying to sleep in.

"I'll sleep later..." she mumbled to herself, bleary eyed and rather exhausted. The fae's pawsteps were wobbly and she nearly walked into a tree. Crow paused and shook herself again, quite aware she should wake up a bit before attempting to get back to camp. Cold water would do the trick. Crow pricked her ears, trying to findthe gentle sound of the river. She found it, and along with it voices. Good, she thought happily, company. Crow was definitely not against the idea of saying hello to a couple packmates. A good conversation would wake her up just as good as a splash of cold water. She waggd her tail gently, following the sound.

"Fade, Summer, good morning." Crow nodded her head at the two wolves, stepping up to the river and taking sevral deep gulps of water after doing so. The fae turned her head towards the deer leg, sniffing the scent of it and nearly drooling. "Do you need help with that?" She asked politely, the cold ater doing its job ad bringing her to awakeness.

[lonely.silence]

Shadow of the Fading Ghosts

Fade
Age~3 years 7 months
Gender~Male
Doing~Talking->Summer + Crow
Crush~None
Pack~Cherry Valley Pack Subordinate

Fade stood up as well shaking himself off quickly. His legs stretched out in front of him, resting in the water as he stretched and turning some of the clean water brown with dirt from his paws. His haunches rested in the air and then he was standing up, tail moving gently back and forth in a sort of wag. "Good to go." He said with a light smile. An ear flicked back as pawsteps began to approach and a wolf appeared, greeting both he and Summer. He dipped his head in return greeting the female, "Morning to you too." The good before morning was left out as he felt it was implied. He yawned slightly, ears pressing against his skull for a brief moment and then his jaws closed with a small click as his teeth hit against eachother. When she asked whether or not help was needed to carry the deer he looked to Summer for a moment. Help would make it even easier to carry the deer than it would've been with just to two of them so he doubted the female who had gone through the hard task of hunting and killing the thing would mind a little more help to lighten the load for everyone.

[duckteeth]

||Crow||
||fae||
||Cherry Valley||
||currently: talking to Summer and Fade||
||location: river||
||mood: awake||

Crow nodded again at Fade, a smile on her lips. Yawns being contagious, moments after Fade's jaws stapped shut Crow's broke open in a yawn just as wide. Still tired. Water dripped from her snout and into the river below her, distorting her reflection as they splashed into to running water. The fae stared at her face, and it stared back, tiredness in it's eyes. A quiet grow slipped out of her mouth, directed towards the reflection. Wake up! she thought at her refleced annoyedly. Drinking it hadn't worked so much but...

Pinning her ear against her skull she immersed her head in the river. When she opened her eyes a few bubbles drifted from her maw as it opened in awe. Everything was so...so...pretty. There was no other word to describe the shining beauty of it. The water was crystal clear and she could see every little detail, ever bubble clining desperately to the pebbles tha shifted and tumbled along with the movement of the river. Shafts of sunlight made everything glimmer and played patterns on the underwater plants and fish that darted by. All noise from the outside was muted as well as any objects...and wolves. Fade's form was blurred and had a dreamlike feel to it. After what felt like a minute, but was really only a few seconds, she lifted her head out of the water. Gasping for breath and dripping water she shook out the fur on her head, grinning stupidly.

[free.]

Cruel Summer Storm

Summer
Fae
Three Years Old
Subordinate
Crushless/Mateless
Cherry Valley Pack

Summer startles, cursing silently at herself. She should always be prepared! No dwadling, not even now. What if Crow had been an enemy? Her eyes narrow at the thought. Shaking her head, she is about to reply to the fae's questions when Crow sticks her head under water. Summer's jaw just kind of flops open, watching her in awe. Well this was a new one. Not in her whole entire life had she seen that. Shaking herself, the small fae manages to pull herself together hopefully before Fade has seen her, and most definately before Crow takes her head back out and looks over at her. Summer will just pretend this is all normal. Yes, that's how she'll do it. She sneaks a sideways glance at Fade, wondering how he's taking this interesting action. She's trying to supress a smile herself. And when Crow re-emerges from the water, Summer has a face of stone. She simply nods. "Yes. Thank you, that would be quite nice of you. I appreciate it.

The Rise of Kodak

Kodak
Brute
Four years old
Subordinate
Crushless/Mateless
Rising Mountains Pack

He jerks his head up, the hairs on the back of his neck rising, but then he merely gives a soft sigh through his mouth, and his fur lowers. T'is only Eva, no need for attacking the fae, his packmate. He allows her a lazy smile, blinking his fiery amber eyes and shifting to face her better. He realizes the sun has moved, and he is no longer as well hidden. He must have been deep in thought for awhile. He took the fae in. "My dear friend, I'm afraid I don't even know the meaning of my thoughts. I confuse myself, they are so tangled. But I'd take the squirell for your company, if that suits you." He winks, scooting over so she could leap up beside him on the flat boulder. Thinking of squirells, he suddenly realizes he is rather hungry. But it can wait. It will be good to talk to someone, after being so isolated in his thoughts today. And anyways, he gets along with the fae. She's smart and quite pleasing. So he makes the thought of food travel away to the vast distant corners of his mind, and pricks his flame tipped ears forward, his attention solely on his fellow packmate. "How are you?"

[duckteeth]

||Crow||
||fae||
||Cherry Valley||
||currently: talking to Summer and Fade||
||location: river||
||mood: awake||

Crow smiled brightly at Fade and Summer, grin faltering slightly at the look Summer was giving her. She wagged her tail sheepishly, "I thought it would wake me up." She offered as an explanation, shrugging slightly. After a moment she added, "It worked pretty well."

Dunking her head in the river really had worked well. Not only was she awake, but a strange thought came into her head. "There's fish in there, y'know. Can we eat fish? Are they edible?" She asked no one in particular, staring into the water. Tiny flashes of light reflecting off their scales showed the fae where the fish were. "Could we even catch them?"

[free.]

(I just wanted to get her form up. Don't worry, I'm making a male.)

Hello, Nice To Meet You.

Name:
The Screams Never Fade
Nickname:
Scream
Age:
Five Years
Gender:
Fae
Pack:
None. She's a loner. She' was exiled from Rising Mountains Pack.

It's What's Inside That Matters.

Persona:
Scream wasn't named Scream for nothing. The name was given to her because she came out of her mother's stomach with the most woeful wails one had ever heard; but the meaning grew into something more sinister. Now, her name is mostly linked to the fact that she can make any wolf scream. And that the screams of the dead never leave your mind. She's a cold, heartless wolf, full of spite and rage. She grew up without parents, after they were viciously mauled by a small group of fierce wolves traveling through. Love was hardly shown to the big, quiet pup, and she was easily ignored. The only thing that might have showed what was to come was her strange interest in death. Scream has always been judgemental, and tough. She has never thought of the leaders of her pack as fit for the position. She finds them to soft. They're afraid to hurt their enemies, to weak and foolish, in her eyes. Scream trained hard to become beta female, but just when she thoughtshe could be that, it was snatched away. Now Scream hates losing, hates being imperfect and humiliated. She had wanted it so bad. Fuming, the deranged young wolf took it out on the newly appointed beta and murdered her in cold blood. Scream can do that, easily. In fact, she's so cold she can torture her enemies for information, or just for the fun of it. That was the first taste of blood for scream, and she liked it. She began to enjoy killing, and feeling the blood seep from her enemies body to the ground. She became...well, a wolf phschycopath. No one knew what Scream had done to the fae, and she became the new beta. Scream didn't wait long to try and take down her next victim, the alpha. She has always known what she has wanted; and that is to rule a united, strong pack with strict orders that keep others afraid of her and keep her in command. But Scream failed, and she was sentenced to death. But it seemed not only her skills were helping, but luck was on her side as well. She barely managed to escape, with a few scars gained in the process. Scream is rational and bordering on the edge of insanity. She is a lone wolf who runs between both pack territories, wrecking havoc and trying to manipulate weaker minded members into joining her. She is a witty, intelligent creature, and is not to be messed with. She has a strong mind and her favorite pastime is sarcasm. She's heartless, with no concern for the deaths of puppies. A great manipulater, she enjoys playing mind games. She puts on a false, fake front when trying to get wolves to join her against the packs. She's kind, polite, and makes up horrid stories about the packs. She also tells the wolves they can have their say, and will be treated with respect, and that everyone will help rule the pack. She calls it a new beginning. But Scream is a good liar, and if her plan succeeds, she will be the leader of a large, powerful, and very obedient pack. Another of Screams many downfalls, she is greedy, and will stop at nothing to get what she wants. She's selfish and well...the true definition of evil. She leaves rivlets of blood in her path. But at the same time, the real enemy is herself. She's the kind of wolf that sets a fire to her own body, and ultimately creates her own destruction. She makes enemies at every corner, and has riled up two very strong and tough packs. And she thinks she can handle everything. Ha.
Rank Desired:
Alpha
Rank:
Loner

Those Closes To Me.

Family:
All deceased-
Cries of the Past - mother
Fangs of Glory - father
Rush of the Waterfall - brother
Crush:
None
Mate:
None
Pups:
None

At First Glimpse.

Total look Description:
Scream is a rather large white wolf with long limbs. She is lithe, with muscles bulging from every inch of her body. She is trong, and has much endurance, her legs long and her paws medium. Her paw pads are black. She has an intimidating demeanor, with her large stature and long, glistening white fangs. Her nose is black. She has a thick, short white coat that she tends to regularly, aside from when there's blood on her pelt. She likes that, and wants it to strike fear in the hearts of others. She has a wide head and strong jaw. She's not the fastest of wolves, but her quickness, mind games, and sheer power can usually win against most wolves. But like any wolf, Scream has flaws. Hers mainly lying in her personality. Her white coat stands out a lot, so she tries to streak it with mud when she's on the prowl. Scream is half deaf in one ear. Scars run the length of her body, crisscrossing her splendid white coat. She's a sight to be seen, this one.
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