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[SmittyWerbenjagerman]

[ Alright, I suppose we can start now. c: ]

[F i r e.]

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AnimalLover13579

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Ulfric

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Free

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3yrs 1m

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None

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Looking

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None

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Twin of Aliasa

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Stream Pack

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Beta Male

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All of the same traits as his sister

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He left his family as a pup and his twin sister only recently found out she was a twin.

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Chasing squirrels

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Hunters and guns

[SmittyWerbenjagerman]

[ Accepted. Bump. :c ]

[F i r e.]

(Bump)

[The Lost Gremlin]

(Are we allowed to start posting our first rp posts? =3 )

[SmittyWerbenjagerman]

[ Yes. c: ]

[F i r e.]

Aliasa II Fae II Stream Pack

Aliasa was patrolling the border with her brother, Ulfric. Only recently she found out that they were twins. They are identical to eachother with the same brown patch on their underbelly. "So how is it going ??" she asked him. It was still awkward around him. He replied with a shrug. It kind of annoyed her that he didn't answer her properly, kin or not kin.

[The Lost Gremlin]

Rank- Loner
Gender- Fae
Status- Single

West
"Don't fear the wolf but the wild within."
The small dark fae trotted in silence over the terrain, her head hung between squared shoulders as a blast of wind curtly teased her gradient fur. Despite the hardships it brought, West did not curse Winter; she praised it instead. The scenery the bitter season brought was unmatched by the others, as well as the ever-present deadliness. It also meant she would not be hounded by lazy bears and snappy coyotes.
Once again, today, West was on the hunt for food. Live, sick, dead... even foul carrion was welcome. She was an inexperienced fae who found difficulty in even catching a single hare, that is, when she could find any. In truth, she was also seeking the companionship of a pack. Where food would always be provided.

(Sorry, my next post won't be for another 20 mins or so - dinner's ready )

[sarafina;]

| Amarillis |
Amarillis blinked open her blue eyes, and was greeted by a layer of cold, white snow. More snow. Wonderful! Pushing her muzzle through the snow, she turned to nudge Blaise, who was sleeping beside her. "Blaise," When he only stirred slightly, she shoved her nose harder into the snow-frosted fur of his flank. "Blaise." She barked quietly in his ear.

| Blaise |
Blaise groaned as he felt Amarillis shoving her muzzle into his side. This fae.... he thought ruefully, knowing she wouldn't stop until he woke up. "I'm getting up now," he growled at her. Streching and yawning, he sat up and turned to plunge his head into a fresh patch of snow. The suddeness of the icy cold woke him fully.

[SmittyWerbenjagerman]

Mako awoke, his brown eyes blinking open. The brute arose in his den, shaking his pelt as he began to pad outside. It was cold out, he felt his fur fluff up slightly against the chilly breeze. The sky was cloudy, darker in some places than others. It was late-winter, though it didn't seem to be warming up at all yet. He walked forward, the ground hard, and cold under his paws. His ears were perks up as they almost always were, his tail lifted in the air. Mako was a large, muscular brute, his shoulders large, and broad. His pelt mainly consisted of a very light tan, almost white color, with a mixture of a smoky black color, and a rusty brown color on top of that. He's very handsome, and wise looking, though he is young. He sniffed the air, slightly disappointed that he had no pack at the moment. He let out a small sigh, and padded out of the camp, towards the borders to renew them, and check for any signs of loners or enemies, as he did every morning.

Skye grunted as she scraped her paw, scouting her borders. She loved living in the higher areas, it had nicer weather, and it had better views, but in some areas, there were too many rocks for her liking. She knew how to trek them, but they could be a challenge at times. Skye didn't mind the cold, she loved the winter. She would prefer being cold every day, than to be too hot in the summer. She shook her white pelt, her sky blue eyes shining bright, as she lept from the rock she was currently on to another. Her pack territory wasn't high up in the mountains, but in a higher area than the plains. She sniffed the air, the wind ruffling through her pelt.

[ That's fine. (: ]