Ħσωℓιиɢ αт тнɛ Ѧσσи | Ƨɛмι-ℓιт ωσℓғ яρ | Accepting

[~Silverrain~]

(Gtg to dinner soon. And when the pound opens too XD)

Silverrain frowned. "What's wrong?" She asked.

Feather looked from Ballad to Silverrain. She nuzzled Ballads good paw.

[ShadowHunteress]

Ballad shook his head, "Nothing is wrong." he said as he cleaned the young puppy gently, worried. He didn't know what to say to Silver, so he said nothing.

[patrick star..]

. Accalia .
" Yes, I am the one who left you the Hare. " Accalia smiled with a slight giggle. She looked up at the sky and smiled.

[caffeinated]

((sorry to bother, are you still accepting?))

[patrick star..]

( Yes, We are still Accepting. )

[thє dσctσr]

Namine looked to silverrain. "I just don't feel I belong" She said looking down. "Can I tell you something?"

[caffeinated]

.:They Call Me Morning Run:.
http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/184/0/a/Yazhi_down_by_Canislupuscorax.jpg (linked, because it's huge)
Name: Morning Run
Nickname(s): Run
Gender: Male.
Age: 4
Personality: Somewhat of a chatterbox, Run tends to be a little outspoken, and doesn't usually think of the consequences of his opinions and actions. Though he may seem rude, his heart's in the right place, and beneath all that irritation in someone who wants to help.
History(Opt.): wip.
Rank: Healer
Rank Wanted: Healer
Crush: "Maybe, someday."
Mate: "Oh, not yet. Work comes first."
Pups: "Oh-no."
Adopted Pups: "Nope."
Siblings:"..."
Other:

.:They Call Me Rita:.
http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/213/d/6/wolf_stock_8_by_sikaris_stock-d42c1d6.jpg (linked, because it's huge)
Name: "Rita."
Nickname(s): "No, just Rita, and I'd prefer you'd keep it that way."
Gender: "Female."
Age: 3
Personality: She suppresses feelings, something she was taught to do as a young pup. Rita doesn't use her words, she talks with her claws, fangs, and will gladly be the one who antagonizes others. She doesn't rely on rank, nor alliance, she's lone, and only trusts herself.
History(Opt.): wip.
Rank: rouge
Rank Wanted: rouge
Crush: "Never."
Mate: "I trust no one."
Pups: "You need a mate for pups."
Adopted Pups: "Nope."
Siblings:"..."
Other:

[~Silverrain~]

(Accepted.)

Silverrain looked up. "No Namine. I am talking. Please leave the healer den." She barked softly.

Feather squirmed. "I'm cwean!" She squealed indignantly.

(Btw caffeinated, love the cat in your siggy! XD)

[caffeinated]

(Awww, thank you; I think it Salem the Cat from Sabrina the Teenage Witch cx)

Rita
Rita lifted her head, and released a long mournful howl. She was tired, her hind legs were torn and beaten from the trek. She snarled back a curse and stumbled to the ground, laying on the cold ground, and just tried to breathe. The gasps came slow, and raspy, as she tried to catch her breath. One, two. Please don't let there be another rouge. Please.
Rita lived to fight, but right now she wasn't even able to move a muscle.

[~Silverrain~]

Scar smiled. "Great! Well, shall we go walk?" The brute barked, guesturing a huge, bulky paw toward camp entrance.

Silverrain looked back at Ballad. "Something is wrong." She barked.

Feather sat on Ballad's good paw. The little gray pup looked up at Belled with huge brown eyes. She nuzzled his leg.