{ The Darkest Hours } { Semi-lit } { Accepting }

[wolf ;;]

{ You need to make a brute before I accept you. }

[Stormie]

(Yeah it's a wip...I have to leave in a minute but I will start)

[wolf ;;]

{ Alright. }

[CHERRILOID]

Copper | Brute | Lead Hunter | Cunning

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Name: Copper
Age: 3 Years?...And...4 Months?(I don't know. Whatever's a young-ish yet average age. ^^' Not great with animal ages, am I? But I'm told a wolf can live up to about 10 years)
Gender: Brute
Rank: Lead Hunter, if that's okay.
Wanted Rank: Alpha Male

Eye Colour: A sort of grey-ish colour
Fur Colour: As shown, he's fairly red, though white some white markings.
Markings: All shown on referance.
Scars: He has one on top of his snout. He really needs to stop going off with various different faes; he got that scar for doing that. .c.

Siblings: They all died.
Parents: Read above.
Crush: None currently.
Mate: None yet, though he has had many in the past.
Pups: He's not sure if he has any, but if he did, he wouldn't care.

History:
"Get back here, you!" The ink-black fae snarled, her usually dull yellow eyes gleaming in the light of the shining moon.
"I said I was sorry! It's just that she was so much prettier than you are." Copper called to the other wolf. He did not dare to run up the hill. He'd rather shout to the fae. He didn't want another scar.
He then began to remember how he got the wound on his snout...

It was another dark and stormy night...Copper licked the nose of the white fae, and stared into her dull yet divine emerald eyes. She smiled the most captivating smile that had ever escaped to Copper's eyes. He lie next to her, close. Seemingly without Copper's acknowledgement, his tail lifted up from the cold, stony floor of the deep, dark cave and twined with the fae's.

"D-do y-you th-think..." The snow-white fae stammered nervously, her voice as soft as a bed of feathers, sounding as if she was breathing out the voice of an angel. "Do y-you think o-our pups will m-make it through t-the world w-we live in to-d-day?"
"Of course they will." Copper reassured the ivory angel that was beside him, though a faint wave of doubt carried his breath.
Before much else could happen, a dark figure was suddenly standing before them, looking down over them. Lightning stumbled and crashed through the dark, cloudly sky, quickly revealing dull yellow eyes, glaring in the brute's direction.
"Who do you think you are, leaving me behind like that?" Came a feminine voice from the dark, lean, threatening wolf.
"I think I'm Copper, thank you very much." Copper chuckled. Though the larger fae wanted him to take this seriously, he intended on turning this into a laughing matter.
The shadowed fae, still more threatening than Copper and the angelic fae combined (the angelic fae who isn't really very threatening at all, so it's not much of a bonus), began to circle Copper.
The rusty-coloured brute stumbled up to his feet.
"Zephyr, leave, now." He hastfully growled, though he meant no harm to her. The snowy, somewhat innocent canine quickly bounded away, out of the cave, and into the night. A tear rose in Copper's eye, as he knew that was probably the last time he would ever see such divinity, but he shook his head and snarled, ready for what was coming."I'll give you a fight, if that's what you want." He bared his teeth and prepared to lunge...
He remembered the whole fight. He had achieved more wounds than just a scar, but the majority of them had seemed to heal up by now.
"Dwelling on the past, are you?" Copper suddenly called to the inky figure, after the long silence he had not seemed to acknowledge.

Personality: Charming, Cunning, witty, yet a bit rash and sometimes self-centered. He consideres himself to be "handsome and incredibly attractive", but whether that's what faes actually think or not is unkown. Though he may be rather self-centered, he is not the type to boast about his acheivements. Boasting about his personality and appearance is more likely to come from him. He would also consider himself "clever and amazing in every way", but this statement is simply false. Very false. He is far from perfect.
Other: None

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{ Destiny | Fae | Healer Apprentice | Cheery }

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Name: Destiny
Age: 2 Years, 2 Months (2222222222 8D)
Gender: Fae
Rank: Healer Apprentice
Wanted Rank: Mother (She's not really seeking a high rank at all. ^-^)

Eye Colour: A somewhat chocolatey colour
Fur Colour: Brown and White
Markings: Shown on picture
Scars: None; She doesn't tend to fight.

Siblings: She had a brother called Eclipse. He was the only one who survived with her, until he got himself lost. He was so far away, that no one could hear his howls for help. Destiny doesn't know what has now become of him.
Parents: Her father died when she was just a pup, and her mother was killed by a dark loner brute.
Crush: None
Mate: None, but half searching, in a not-so-dominant way, but a warm, kind-hearted, shy way.
Pups: None.

History:
"Eclipse, leave the rabbit!" Destiny called, as her brother slowly stalked towards a rabbit. The rabbit looked as though it was domestic; it had probably escaped from it's owners and made it's way to the forest.
"But I'm sooo gosh darn starvin'!" Eclipse groaned to his sister. They hadn't eaten in a while, but the brute knew that the rabbit would end up leading him far away.
"No, Ecli-" His sister began to growl, but it was too late.
"GET BACK HERE, RABBIT!" Eclipse suddenly howled, leaping after the rabbit.
After a few moments of hesitation, Destiny decided she should follow her older brother. But now it was too late. The rabbit and the brute had quickly and swiftly dissapeared, amongst the trees.
"Where do I start?" Destiny sighed, tears welling up in her eyes. Confusion frustrated her, and the forest was like a maze. Finding Eclipse now would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack (or the hay in a needlestack).

Days, weeks, months passed, and Destiny could never find her brother, despite her many attempts.
Personality: Destiny is shy towards strangers, but very playful towards those she has known for a while. She still has some of her pup-personality left in her. She can be rather childish and silly, but there are times when she is more serious. If she is mean, you can tell that she never means what she says, as, when she's arguing or insulting someone, she'll never look at them. Usually, she'll stare at the floor, and sound rather quiet. She's not really capable of making herself seem threatening, and that has been a great downfall to her many times in the past.
Other: None~

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Wow. Took around an hour or so to write that. @~@

Note to self: Never make a history into a story again.

[peppermintleo]

WIP)

Ser | Brute | Hunter | Serious
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Name: "Ser"
Age: "5 years old"
Gender: "I'm am NOT a fae."
Rank: "Hunter"
Wanted Rank: "I'd be happy with hunter."

Eye Colour: "Simple Amber."
Fur Colour: "Not very simple. Me and Mirrex are rather twins, so we look alike. I'm White with grey and black on her back, tail, and face. I have a stripe of russet on my muzzle though."
Markings: "None."
Scars: "A few claw and bite marks here and there."

Siblings: "My little sister, Mirrex."
Parents: "Both are dead. River and Red."
Crush: "I don't think I'll ever really have one."
Mate: "Not much time for one."
Pups: "I love them, but they are always everywhere."

History: "Our mother, River, and our father, Red, took care of us in a nice pack, until the forest caught on fire. We all believed it was set by hunters to get rid of us, and other animals. Our parents and other brothers and sister were caught in the fire and perished. Only Mirrex and I survived from the pack. We simply traveled, taking care of each other. Now we have a bond that we once didn't have. We are inseperable."
Personality: "I am always very serious. All my playfulness was taken from me when our pack perished. I'm not one for fun, except for when my sister asked me to play. I have a very strong and protective bond with her, and I'd rather take all the pain of fighting then let her fight. I will personally hunt down anyone that tries to hurt her."
Other: None

Mirr| Fae | Lead healer | Playful
Mirrex
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Name: "My name's Mirrex, but I'd prefer Mirr."
Age: "4 beautiful years old."
Gender: "Fae, last time I checked."
Rank: Healer
Wanted Rank: Healer

Eye Colour: "Frosty Amber. Not complicated or nothin' "
Fur Colour: "I'm White with grey and black on her back, tail, and face."
Markings: "My fur has a swirling motion too it"
Scars: "None. My brother won't allow me to fight."

Siblings: "My older brother, Ser."
Parents: "My mother was named River, and my father was named Red. They both died."
Crush: "N/A"
Mate: "Maybe one day"
Pups: "I some so badly."

History: "Same as my brother's."
Personality: -WIP_
Other: N/A

Rift | Brute | Omega | Shy
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Name: { Simple enough }
Age: { Simple enough }
Gender: { Brute or Fae }
Rank: { Simple enough }
Wanted Rank: { Simple enough }

Eye Colour: { Simple enough }
Fur Colour: { Simple enough }
Markings: { Simple enough }
Scars: { Simple enough }

Siblings: { Simple enough }
Parents: { Simple enough }
Crush: { Can't start with one }
Mate: { Can't start with one }
Pups: { Simple enough }

History: { 3 sentences minimum }
Personality: { 4 sentences minimum }
Other: { Anything else? }

[elamea]

((Will join this!))

[wolf ;;]

{ ♥~Bullet~♥; Copper and Destiny are both accepted.
PureCrazy; I can't wait to see the finished forms of you're wolves.
Enigmatic Soul; Alright, I can't wait to see your forms xD
StarStruck will mentor Raven and Copper will mentor Storm. }

[elamea]

{ Silverheart | Female | Huntress | Enigmatic }

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Name: Silverheart
Age: 3 years
Gender: Female
Rank: Huntress
Wanted Rank: Lead Huntress

Eye Colour: Deep ocean blue
Fur Colour: Silver
Markings: Her paws are white
Scars: A few small ones here and there

Siblings: Blade
Parents: Dead
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Pups: No

History: Silverheart grew up with seven siblings, and her family were all loner wolves. Her siblings loved to play, but she didn't play with them very often. She was the last in her littler to learn to talk, a month after all her siblings did. 

She was very happy with her family, and treated them nicely. Her favorite game was chase, as she was the fastest runner in the litter. She played and ate rich food all day, and slept peacefully all night. She had a perfect six months as a pup. 

Silverheart was entering her pre teens, and ate more food. She still played with her siblings, but more aggressively than ever before. She growled loudly during playfights, and bit harder into her opponent's skin. When they had fighting tournaments, she always lost. She was very mad about this, and hated their playfights. They still played chase, but not as much, because their sister always wins.

Silverheart is now a teen, and is learning hunting from her parents. She is swift and stealthy, so she got the prey easily, with the help of their siblings to bring it down. Eventually, they agreed that Silverheart first will jump on the deer's back, stunning it, then the others will join in. They got more food because the pups could now hunt.

Silverheart is almost grown up, and 2 years old. Her brother Autumn Leaves has gone missing. Her two parents take the best tracker of their pups, Cloud, and search for him. They've never returned. Eventually, the seven remaining split up, and Silverheart joined the pack about six months ago. She never saw her family again.
Personality: Silverheart is very shy. She likes being with other wolves, but doesn't really talk to them. She always has an awkward feeling about conversations. She tries to dance around the topic so she can be alone again. She is quite the pushover, you can do anything you want to her, and she'll just stand there. There is hardly anything assertive about her. She is just a quiet soul.

When you first meet her, she doesn't say anything. She just paws the ground or watches her tail. But if you somehow manage to get acquainted, she is very nice. She seems to respect you as much as she would an alpha Silverheart always pleads inside that her friends won't get in a fight with her. She loves her friends, and there is no way she would let herself lose them. She overwhelms herself to be perfect. She will quickly try to patch up any fight in her friendship with you.

When you become best friends, Silverheart is shining with kindness. She is kind to you every second she sees you. She isn't the greatest at generosity, but if give her a gift, she'll make sure you get one too. She bows down to you, even if you're a very low rank. If you pick on her, she just whimpers, but if you pick on her friends, her heart sets on fire. She turns into a screaming machine, and in the loudest, most assertive voice one may hear, she makes sure that you are the one crying. She doesn't even seem to notice how brave she is. Her loyalty to her friends is never destructible.
Other:Nope

{ Blade | male | Hunter | Loyal }

Not my image

Name: Blade
Age: 3 years
Gender: Male
Rank: Hunter
Wanted Rank: Hunter

Eye Colour: Muddy brown
Fur Colour: Reddish
Markings: See picture
Scars: One on his leg

Siblings: Silverheart
Parents: Dead
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Pups: No

History: Long version is a WIP
Short version:
Blade was born with his seven siblings. He hated playfights and always tried to break them up, but the others ignored him. He was the goody two shoes of the family, but he wasn't hated for that. His favorite game was hide and seek, but no one wanted to play that. After he became a teen, his brother disappeared and his family split up.
Personality: Blade always likes to think that everyone is better than him. He always will bow to any living thing bigger than him. He is extremely loyal, and hates war, so he follows the rules all the time. He is mostly a goody-goody.

Despite the fact that most dogs don't like goody-goodies, he has great friends. He is very kind and caring, and always makes sure that you will like him back. He is easy to impress, and sees everyone as an amazing wolf.

But Blade can be shy around others, if they're cruel to him. He hates fighting, so he runs as soon as he sees paws flying. He will hide in a good hiding spot, so it may be hard to find him. He is smart enough what to do in these situations.

But if you anger Blade enough, he can become enraged. He will do whatever he can to show his fury. He will fight this time, and he can make a pretty strong blow to the neck. He may kill if you insulted him bad enough. 

Other:Nope

[wolf ;;]

{ Accepted. }

[CHERRILOID]

So, do we start now? c: