Firmly Grounded {Semi-lit~Wolf Rp~Not Accepting, Open!}

[TrebleMaker]

{*Headdesk* Kestral&Leo, can I call you KL? and. . .Seems I have given you 28 andstead of 29. *Sigh* If you still want a female one of those spots is one. . .x3}

[ωιитєяfℓу]

((Yes please. Blackbelt.))

[.kestral]

::ĴƲƧƬ ѦЄ::

:Name:
Tempest
:Gender:
Female
:Age:
3 Months
:Rank:
Pup, wants to be a Fighter

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:Top coat:
Mix of black and grey
:Base coat:
Pale grey
:Eyes:
Light, creamy amber
:Build:
Will be of a light build when an adult.
:Weight:
130 when full grown.

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:Personality:
When she is older Tempest will be a lot like what she is named for. She will be like a fiery storm. This spicy female will have temper issues and will generally be unable to stop herself from snapping at whoever annoys her. Even now her temper is showing through and she often snaps at people. When in a fight she is like a raging ball of flames, she sometimes makes mistakes between who is her friend and who is her enemy. But just because she has a temper it doesn't mean she cannot love, if she finally finds a male who catches her attention she will be immensely loyal.
:History:
Tempest was born to two normal wolves. She was a difficult birth and was born slightly underweight but she has caught up weight wise. Apart from that not a lot has happened in her short life. (Can I edit this when more things happen?)
:Mate:
Far to young.
:Pups:
Even more to young.
:Crush:
None currently.

::ǤЄƬƬƖИǤ ƬѲ ƘИѲƜ ѦЄ βЄƬƬЄЯ::

:Likes:
Sleeping.
Shiny things (stars, shiny pebbles, shiny eyes, shiny plants ect)
The moon.
Being alone.
:Dislikes:
Company.
Rules.
Being told she can't do something.
Being snapped at.
:Friends:
None yet.
:Enemies:
None yet.
:Grudges Held:
None, yet.
:Other:
True moody she wolf

[TrebleMaker]

{Accepted.
No one saw that last post, right? x3. That was a screw up on my part. If you saw it inbetween the two seconds after I posted it, DON'T READ IT!!
If you didn't, you aren't missing out on anything.}

[.kestral]

{Accepted.
No one saw that last post, right? x3. That was a screw up on my part. If you saw it inbetween the two seconds after I posted it, DON'T READ IT!!
If you didn't, you aren't missing out on anything.}

(I may as well admit I kinda read the whole thing before exiting the post. Sorry.)

[TrebleMaker]

{*Bleeping words out in my mind* Oh well, it's not like everyone saw it. . .x3.}

[ωιитєяfℓу]

::ĴƲƧƬ ѦЄ::

:Name:
Donkey
:Gender:
Male
:Age:
4 years old
:Rank:
Donkey is a Fighter.

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:Top coat:
Quite silvery with black parts.
:Base coat:
Donkey's base coat is a sort of creamy white.
:Eyes:
Yellow-brown eyes that seem to be critisising whoever he is looking at.
:Build:
Seemingly heavy built, Donkey is quite stocky.
:Weight:
About 159 lbs.

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:Personality:
This male is rather quiet, preferring to stay out of trouble due to having a loner as a parent and not wanting to get on the bad side of his superiors. He's quite friendly if someone takes some time out to talk to him, but he almost never starts conversations with anyone - apart from his mate, of course. Donkey is incredibly easy to anger, the slightest thing will set him off, but instead of fighting out his differences he will keep it to himself, and just blow up later on if things keep annoying him so much. A hesitator, Donkey will pause before doing things, but this is never to be confused with being nervous - he just isn't, maybe it's because of his quiet side, but who knows?, even he doesn't know why. It's something that he picked up from his father, the loner, though he really doesn't realise it. The fact that his father was a loner is never forgotten, and he is constantly reminded of his bloodlines outside of the pack - every day it seems like he is told about it.
Towards his mate, Donkey is incredibly kind and his said easy to anger attitude does not apply to her - she means the world to him and he will go to great lengths to prove that he is worthy of her.
:History:
Donkey was born outside the pack, to a pair of loners. He grew up learning to fight, but one day his mother was killed and he was left to live with his father. It was from him that he picked up a few traits, not being nervous, being good at fighting, etc., without realising it. When the pack passed through his small piece of territory, Donkey met a very distant relative who "pulled some strings" to get him into the pack. His father was seemingly disappointed with his son's choice, and hasn't seen him since. The loner parent thing has messed up every chance Donkey has had, as such he has an incredibly short temper because he hasn't been able to be properly accepted yet.
:Mate:
His mate is number 9.
:Pups:
None, I don't think.
:Crush:
Not really, he's sort of been an outsider to the pack until his mate chose him.

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:Likes:
- Fighting
- His mate
- The night
- Being alone
- Talking to others
:Dislikes:
- Being looked down on because of his heritage
- Others looking at him funny
- Snow.
:Friends:
If anyone wants to be his friend, PM me.
:Enemies:
No one, at the moment.
:Grudges Held:
One towards his father because he disliked his choice.
:Other:
Nothing at the moment.

((I'll add my other characters in a bit. Just thought I'd get him up. =^_^=))

[.kestral]

::ĴƲƧƬ ѦЄ::

:Name:
Orpheus
:Gender:
Male
:Age:
6 Years
:Rank:
Fighter

::Ɩ'Ɖ βЄ ĦƲИƬЄƉ ҒѲЯ::

:Top coat:
Black, coal black.
:Base coat:
Still black!
:Eyes:
Misty dull blue.
:Build:
Very heavily built
:Weight:
170 pounds

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:Personality:
Feisty, aggressive, hot-headed and stubborn, these words sum Orpheus up in the easiest way possible. He has a little temper clearly but it aids him greatly when he is fighting as he puts his all into it. He likes his way and is completely willing to fight his way out of anything. He is also quite strong willed and very intelligent. He isn't a fan of being proved wrong and he hates it when his routines, which are very precise, get interrupted. He hates being overcrowded as he feels its pointless and energy wasting.
:History:
He spent his puphood trying to work out where he would fit in the pack. He always felt like he needed to know who he was before he was lost. He had an odd idea where he thought that if he didn't repeat his name three times before he slept he would disappear and that was only the start of his routines. He picked up more routines as he grew older such as needing to apologize to prey before eating, whispering the names of enemies before attacking and oddly enough swimming once a day whatever season it is. As he grew older he lost his father and drifted away from his siblings a little bit. He regrets not spending more time with them but fears it is to late to bridge the gap.
:Mate:
None
:Pups:
None
:Crush:
None currently.

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:Likes:
Patterns
Order
Rules
Being listened to.
:Dislikes:
Chaos
Mess
People not following rules.
:Friends:
None currently
:Enemies:
None currently.
:Grudges Held:
One against his father for dying and leaving them.
:Other:
None.

[Rhapsodii___x]

Hello ^_^ Can I apply for Wolf #30? o3o

[TrebleMaker]

{Of course! :3}