Closed... Sorry I'm leaving CS for awhile...

[No Going Back]

Name

"Azuradu. Why do you need to know?"

Gender

"You've got a cheek! I'm a male, fool!"

Age

"I'm a young adult."

Rank (Given)

"I'm a rogue."

Rank (Wanted)

"Lead rogue, but I'm happy as I am."

Family

"Gone."

Crush

"I might flirt with you if you're foolish enough to come close, but I don't think I'd fall in love."

Mate

"Nope."

Pup(s)

"They wouldn't suit my lifestyle."

History

"Not much to tell. I was born in a pretty average pack, which got invaded by rogues. I was so ashamed of my birthpack when they sucumbed to few wolves, and knew I wanted to be like the winners. So, I joined them. That particular group disintigrated, but I found a new one."

Personality

Azuradu's not afraid to kill, if only because he's been taught it's the only way. He craves power, more than anything, and does enjoy what he does. However, the brute could probably be swayed over to the other side by one he loves. Unfortunately, he doesn't love. Flirt with a she-wolf who wanders into the woods, sure- but never love.

Likes

Power
Fighting
Being well co-ordinated

Dislikes

Being weaker than someone
Packs
Happy families

Other

Is this okay?

[saarebas.]

Dutch sat outside his den and yawned, dropping the rabbit he had caught on his way back he lay down and softly chewed it before falling asleep resting his jaw on it. Feather returned to see the scene and rolled her eyes, she couldn't just leave him hear so she lay by him and cuddled him in, she covered his nose with her tail and closed her eyes, "You're a mystery little bro".

((Uhh, i'm going to bed now so night world :3))

[No Going Back]

((Sleep well.))

Yamaeia

The female hadn't been with this pack for more than six moons, but Yamaeia suddenly realised she'd quite happily die for any one of it's members. She'd fight a whole pack of rogues if she had to- and they could break every bone in her body before Yamae'd give up. If the pack stood together as a unit, then they'd posess something the rogues couldn't hope to compete with. Not only that, but if it came to a fight then the pack wolves would battle with more...purpose.
Still, Yamaeia was probably making far to big a deal of the issue.

[lady windle.]

| Awesome! & Good Night Dear!! |

{ Rafe }

His ears perked up on his skull as a small howl came into his ears. Rising up to a sitting position he points his head up high and lets out a loud and deep howl to the howl that called out. He knew it was a female but he did not know what she wanted but he figured it was nothing bad. He lowered his head softly and leaped down off of his rock his paws sinking into the cool snow.

{ Than }

The large black rogue stood deep within the woods he was watching a buck. He was ready to kill and he knew this would be the perfect game. He had not been out looking for his mate or the rest of his group. He refused to call them a pack for he lived on the dark side, and he knew as well as his group he would kill any pack member and he was mad at the fact that the alpha of the near by pack had hurt him worse then Than had him. Than had a large gash in his muzzle and large teeth marks on his shoulder. He was hurt but he was not done.

[No Going Back]

Azuradu

The male rogue was- oddly enough- lying in a tree. It was a broad branch, not high up, but Azuradu felt a great sense of, well...power or the forest, at a height on level up from it's other ground dwelling inhabitants. He felt like yelping: "Take that!" to the world, almost daring it to better him.

Yamaeia

Yamaeia's ears swivelled curiously at the first howl, then at Rafe's. However, once the melody had ceased she relaxed them once more, content with how well groomed her legs were and rose up- looking carefully at the rabbit she'd caught. She really shouldn't eat it- she'd already had one- but Yamaeia was getting a little hungry again. No. She'd wait until she had a chance to go back to the warren.

[lady windle.]

{ Than }

The brute was ready to take in a deep scent but something else caught his nose Azuradu. He let out a deep growl as her rose up to his paws and looked around the woods. Shaking his head he walked toward the scent of the wolf and looked dead up in the tree he growled at him to get his attention You need a duller scent Azuradu. his voice was deep and had almost a boom to it. Where are the other's? he stood with a great power to him.

[Taisi]

Belle perked up and started trotting quickly towards Rafe. She stopped in front of him and bowed her head, "Hello. I'm Silver Belle. Most call me Belle though. Are you the alpha of this pack?" She queried, taking in the sight of the wolf in front of her. She sat and awaited his answer, worried he might kick her out, like the others had.

[Bushidog]

Name

Alita

Gender

Female

Age

Adult

Rank (Given)

Co-leader rogue

Rank (Wanted)

Co-leader

Family

Deceased

Crush

Than

Mate

Than

Pup(s)

None

History

Alita was born a rogue. She was raised by a harsh mother who wanted nothing to do with her or her two brothers, settling bitterness in her from an early age. After her mother left when they were old enough to live without milk, they had to fend for themselves. Slowly they began to starve to death. Finnally instinct won over, and one of Alita's brothers caught his first squirrel. They learned to hunt and eventually made a very good team. One day, when they were about two years old, the young wolves recklessly crossed into the territory of a fierce pack. A patrol of fighters found them and attacked. Alita managed to escape, but her two brothers were killed. Thanks to her long nimble legs, Alita ran until she dropped, getting as far away from her dead brothers and the wolves who had killed them as possible. From that day on she has held a bitter hate towards packs and all the wolves living in them.

Personality

Alita is cold and unforgiving. She enjoys the suffering of wolves of packs. She is very close to her mate, and he is pretty much the only wolf she cares about. She will not hesitate to injure or kill any wolf that gets in her way. Alita is a fierce fighter; she is very strong, but also lean and nimble.

Likes

-Violence
-Fighting
-Hunting
-The cold

Dislikes

-A wolf weak in any way
-Packs
-Wolves that live in packs
-Pups. Actually, she can't stand them. At all.

Other

Sorry it took so long to post :p

[No Going Back]

Azuradu

Slipping down from the tree, the young male landed infront of Than. The younger wolf respected his leader, and knew he could learn from him. "What do suggest I do?" The brute inquired curiously. "Roll in moss to mask my...I dunno...true scent?" Azuradu was infact commited to becoming a "better rogue", though how one could improve a blood thirsty, seemingly lonely life by making it more bloodthirsty and lonely was beyond many.

[sarafina;]

Name

My name is Snowdrop, but I hate that name.

Gender

Fae

Age

3 and 3/4 years

Rank (Given)

I'm a Rouge.

Rank (Wanted)

Again. I'm a rouge.

Family

They're all dead.

Crush

*snorts*

Mate

Not happening.

Pup(s)

None.

History

What seems to be a long time ago, Snowdrop was a very kind and sweet wolf. That, however, has changed. Snowdrop was born into a violent pack, along with 4 siblings. Not long after she was weaned, her pack divided and fought against each other, and her family, except herself and one of her brothers, was killed. Her brother was fatally wounded. Unable to stand the fighting, she dragged him out into th forest, where he soon died. She stayed beside his dead body for a while, then realizing she had to move on. During her time alone, she grew bitter, and her heart filled with hate for other wolves. Now, her only purpose is to destroy packs, like hers was destroyed.

Personality

Snowdrop is very, very, cold and violent. Her speech drips with sarcasm, and she has a thirst for shedding blood. She is never afraid to hurt or kill. And though she may make alliances, she hates all wolves, and will seek to betray and kill them.

Likes

Blood.
Power.
Control.
Death.
Destruction.

Dislikes

Happiness.
Families.
Love.
Packs.

Other

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