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The trees swallowed her small body as she aimlessly wandered through the thick wood. Her body was hung low, in a submissive matter. Only, this she-wolf had nothing to submit to. She wasn't near any higher ranked wolves. Not really concerned about her posture she continued her aimless trek. A few trees above swayed from side-to-side. Obviously because, they were frozen and moved easily in the cool breeze. She shivered lightly, her white, ivory fur shaking off droplets of water. Being an omega was the worst thing to be during the winter seasons. No one cared if they were in heat. They weren't allowed to mate anyway unless the alpha gave them permission. That rarely happened, so Echo had nothing to look forward to in the spring.

[xXBlueBeautyXx]

{Under Construction
I'm working on it right now, but am kind of busy at the moment, so it will be a stop and go project.}

υѕernaмe

xXBlueBeautyXx
Call me Blu

naмe
Aria Marie

nιcĸnaмe
Just call me Aria

Gender
Female

Ranĸ Wanted
Lead Healer

Age
Around three years of age

Deѕcrιpтιon
Aria Marie is an Arctic wolf. She is average size for her breed, which means she is probably smaller than most wolves in this pack. Aria Maria has pure white coat, but in the some lighting, she can appear to be a light gray color. She has bright amber eyes, that seem to glow whenever the sunlight catches. As described in her history, her leg was broken, and never set right. So she walks with a limp.

Perѕonalιтy
3 words to describe the fae are gentle, wise, and quiet. Everything this she-wolf does is under the radar. Aria Marie is the one who is looked fondly upon by all pack members, and will always be looked out for. Aria is the type of wolf how will see that something needs to be done, and will do it without being asked. She is always looking out for others, and doesn't mind helping out, even when she doesn't need to.

Aria Marie is Gentle. Whether is be with words, or in her work as she applies herbs to a infected wound. She has a ability to keep even the most uncomfortable wolf at ease as she hums a little bird song as she limps around her den. A mean word has never left her lips, nor a mean action for that matter. Aria will accept every wolf as they are, with out judgement, and without prejudice.

Aria Marie is wise. She is the wolf you seek out when you are in need of some guiding.(Besides you alpha anyway) Aria has much knowledge for such a young age, and she loves to share it with others. She doesn't like to see people make mistakes, so she does her very best to help whenever she can, even if her help is unwanted. Sometimes Aria doesn't know when to back off and let the younger wolves figure out life for themselves. But Aria is only like that because she cares.

Aria Marie is quiet. She isn't a very talkative wolf, unless you start the conversation. She likes to sit back and see how things will play out, but offers advice when she thinks its needed. Have you ever heard the story about the wise old owl. Well she is a lot like that owl. Even though Aria Marie doesn't care to say very much, she loves to tell stories to the pups.

Aria Marie is loving and caring wolf, and anyone that would look past her disabilities would see that she is a true jewel.

нιѕтory
Aria Marie lived with humans till she was about two years old. She was born into a Reintroduction program, where she lived with her small pack in a 2 acre enclosed pen. There she spent her days dreaming of the outside world as she stared out through the fence. Aria soon learned she had a gift. A gift that would help her earn her place in the pack.

When Aria Marie was released, along with the rest of her pack, she decided to go her own way. Discover who she was. While out on her journey to find herself, she was attacked by a wolf pack. She had mistakenly walked over their border, and hadn't realized it. When Aria Marie was attacked, she broke her back right leg. She had managed to escape with her life, but her leg would never heal properly It would remain forever at an odd angel.

Unable to hunt, or hardly move for that matter, Aria was left for dead. That was until the Harmony pack stumbled across her in one of the hunts. So weak she could hardly walk, the pack took her in and nursed her back to health. As thanks for their kindness, Aria offered to become a healer for their pack, seeing as she knew many herbs and remedies from her life in the cage.

The Harmony pack accepted her with open arms, and since then, she has been the pack healer. Only recently was she granted the title of lead healer. Now Aria dreams of training one of the pack pups to follow in her footsteps as a healer.

Crush

...

Secret Crush
A secret it only a secret if it is kept secret.

Mate
...

Pups
...

oтнer
My dream is too one day find inner Harmony...

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They call me... BLU xD

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Where The Bear Sleeps

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Bear

Gender
Male

Ranĸ Wanted
I would like to work my up to Gamma Male.
I'm fine with fighter for now.

Age
4 years old

Deѕcrιpтιon
Bear is a very large Timber wolf, and towers above most other wolves.
He has thick creme colored fur, with gray patches here and there. He has dark brown eyes,
the color of the forest floor in the fall.
He also has a large scar running acoss his front left shoulder.

Perѕonalιтy
3 words to describe Bear are strong, determined, charming. Bear is the type of wolf that is respected. He is known to be kind to others, but is never mistaken for a push over. He can take almost anyone down in fight, mostly because of his size, but also because of his skills as a fighter.

Bear is strong. Whatever he does, he does with his own strength. He doesn't like to rely on others, so he does most everything by himself. Because of this, some wolves think that he doesn't care about the pack, but really, its because he cares about the pack. He doesn't want to make trouble for anyone else, so he finds it easier to do things himself.

Bear is determined. Anything this big boy sets his mind to, he does, and without stopping. You give him a task, and he will be the first one done, and ready to move on. Once he sets his mind to something there is no stopping him.

Bear is Charming. It goes without saying that fae wolves have a hard time resisting this hunk. But once they get to know him, they don't stick around. A lot of the fae wolves want a mate to take complete care of them and be the center of his world, but thats just not who Bear is. Bear wants a fae that will stand by him, and won't mind getting her paws dirty. He wants a fae to just enjoy the fact that she gets to spend time with him, and not expect a lot more.

нιѕтory
Meh to lazy. Maybe later.

Crush

...

Secret Crush
They call it a secret for reason.

Mate
...

Pups
Cute but a lot of work.

oтнer
You must find Harmony, before you can keep it.

[Nialler.]

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Peeta- (New to chicken smoothie, but LOVE to roleplay)
naмe
Cherie
nιcĸnaмe
Cher
Gender
Female
Ranĸ Wanted
PupSitter
Age
2 1/2
Deѕcrιpтιon
Cherie is a medium sized, pretty looking female wolf. Her coat colour is light silver, and she has a white chest. Her tail is mostly white with a tad of silver on top. Cheries legs and paws are also white. So half of her is silver, half of her is white. She has darker silver on her head then on her body, and her nose is black. Her eyes are a silvery colour. Her fur is thick and cuddly, perfect for pups to cuddle into.
Perѕonalιтy
Cherie sometimes is a bit stubborn when she dosn't want to do something. She dosn't take well to strangers so stangers beware of Cherie. She adores pups! That's why her dream rank is Pupsitter. She one day hopes to own some pups of her own. Get to know Cherie and she can be pup like, caring and friendly. If somebody harms anyone Cherie loves then Cherie will become agressive towards that wolf. Cherie also cannot make it long withut sleep. She an go all day, but not all night. That is why she is not good as a night hunter.
нιѕтory
Cherie was born into a loner family. Her dad was a rogue and her mum was a runaway. One day while the family was out hunting Cheries Dad, Malcon, was shot by a hunter. Her mum ,Vixen, ran away with Cherie. Then Cheries mum was killed by a pack of rogue wolves. Cherie was too quick and got away. She lived the next year hunting and living by herself. One day she was watching a She-wolf with her pups. That's when she got the love for the little tykes. The Cherie found this place. And now she is happy.
Crush
"Maybe One day"
Mate
"Who knows"
Pups
She really wants some pups.
oтнer
Harmony

Sorry if this isn't literate. I role play somewhere else and I can tell you I am quite good.

[sultana]

[You both need to make males, the very first rule c;]

[Nialler.]

Sorry I usually just Roleplay with Cherie.

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Peeta-
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Jay
nιcĸnaмe
JJ
Gender
male.
Ranĸ Wanted
Hunter
Age
3 years
Deѕcrιpтιon
Jay is a russet/browny colour wolf. His chest is a lighter brown while the top of his body is a dark brown. The light colour travels from his chest all the way down to his paws. He has a really fluffy tail for an unknown reason, as his parents are unknown. You can tell by looking at his matty fur that he has not had a good life. His fur is in knots, tangled and just looks bad. His eyes are a deep chocolate colour and you can get lost in them when you stare into them.
Perѕonalιтy
Jay's personality is a bit wierd. He dosn't take ANYTHING seriously. Really he should be an omega, but his skills are too good for that. He is layed back, and acts cool all the time. He makes peace happen when there is a rucus. Even though Jay dosn't take anything too seriously, he takes love seriously. He loves pups and hopes to own some some day. Jay is very good at Hunting, but does not want to be a high ranking wolf as he just won't take is seriously. He often dosn't listen to orders, but just tells the orderer to 'Chill'
нιѕтory
His parents were killed when Jay was born. Jay lay as a newborn on a rock until a she wolf took him n. Then he came here, no parents, guardians. Scars all across his face from fighting for food.
Crush
No one
Secret Crush
No one
Mate
No one
Pups
"Hopefully"
oтнer
He wants to live in Harmony..

[sultana]

[Yeah no love with your charries. Accepted once you edit ^__^]

[Nialler.]

Edited xP

[firefly *]

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Ash nodded faintly at Dream. “Morning.” He said wagging his tail once more as no one seemed to be upset about the intruder. His ears flicked against his head as the alphess stated she would be going hunting. Before he was able to speak he felt her nose on his shoulder dismissing him. He gave her an uneasy glance, his steely eyes glittering with unspoken worry of her safety as she smiled at him. With a resigned sigh he dipped his head to her and took a few steps back as she sprang into the woods.

The brute couldn't lie to himself, he was glad Void had ordered him to watch out for Dream. He couldn't help but worry about her out there alone, yes she was a capable fea, but what if it was a trap? What if she was kidnapped, or worse killed? No, he wouldn't allow that to happen. “Will do.” He woofed over his shoulder as he bounded off in the direction Dream had gone. Once under the cover of the tree line he paused, parting his jaws lightly to allow the scents of the forest to be magnified. After a few seconds he narrowed down her and followed after the trail she had left. Catching her scent nearby he nimbly backed into a patch of strong smelling brush and hunkered down to wait. After a few seconds he easily caught sight of her snowy pelt as she stalked a prey of some sort. A rabbit, he supposed by the sounds it had made. He held himself still as she picked up her kill and headed in the direction of camp.

The rustling of bushes and he appeared from their vivid leaves, scanning the area once more for Dream to no avail. He crept back towards camp, to see her leaving again, this time in the direction of the howl. With that he followed after her, keeping himself down wind from her. Using the cover of a number of plants and stones to his advantage, he managed to keep himself concealed. He spotted a dark pelted wolf, most likely the sorce of the howl, only one...A small sound of relief escaped his jaws as some of his worries vanished. Creeping forward he stopped in a patch of holly, a perfect position for him. It was downwind and gave him a good view of things though it kept him fairly well hidden from prying eyes.

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Lily settled down near the growing group of wolves, lightly wrapping her tail around her paws in an attempt to warm them. A small smile spread across her lips as she listened to the pack howl. As an unknown brutes voice joined in on their singing her ear angled towards it, curiosity sparking in her eyes. A lone wolf challenging the pack? How brave of them. The fea thought but was lured from her thoughts by the sound of Dreams' words. “Good morning.” She woofed softly, her voice slipping through the air and diminishing only a few inches from her muzzle. The breath that accompanied her voice became a misty fog that sewed from her lips at every word,vanishing from sight moments later. It didn't bother her some might not have heard her, she was perfectly content with it.

Pale silver orbs flickered towards Voids' harsh coughing, she shot him a concerned look but knew he had already taken something for it. She sighed softly, wishing she would have been able to give him something more effective than a few heads of Tansy. The morning rituals seemed to be over once the Alphess had vanished into the woods and Void had given everyone their instructions. Flicking her creamy tail from her paws she stood and gingerly padded towards her den to check on the herb counts. Her lavish pelt swaying slightly as she slipped behind the curtain of a low handing pine branch and into her home.

(No me gusta, seriously running low on creativity lately. T~T)

[rosesgreedy]

❖Joining! I'm on my iPod so it may be a while. Also, just a quick warning, English is my second language...out of five, so I may mess up x3

[Nialler.]

Cherie. Female. Pupsitter. Two and a half. Crushless.

Cherie lay in the long, soft grass wathing the birds flicker in the trees. Her body was layed flat out, and the sound of a river nearby made her eyelids droop. She didn't want to go to sleep though. She sat up and watched the rest of the pack going about daily business. Her stomache growled. "Hungry.." she mumbled to herself as she stood up. Her head swung from side to side as she searched to see if there was any left over kill. "Nothin" She annoyingly trotted away to the forest where she was going to hunt.

Jay. Male. Hunter. Three. Crushless.

Jay lay on a rock, his paws hung over the edge. He watched the rest of the pack moving back and forth. "Hmmm this is very boring." Jay said to himself. He got up and looked around. 'There has to be something to do!' Suddenly he had an idea. He jumped off the rock and made is way over to where Lilly was, inside her den. He stuck his head in. "Hello?" He barked. He backed out and sat down, waiting for Lilly to come out.