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[eli ayase]

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[AHS_Freak]

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Name: Perry
Age: 3 Years Old
Gender: Female♀
Rank: You Choose
Crush: None Yet
Mate: None Yet
Pups: Wants
Other: I'm In Heat

[eli ayase]

{Declined

[haezel]

{ It's still a work in progress, but thank you. c:
I'll also probably make a brute soon, seeing that we'll probably end up with more faes than brutes. :p }

[flie]

I'm not
coming back,
I'm not
gonna react,
I'm not
doing sh*t
for you
I'm not
sitting around
while you
are tearing
it down
around us
I'm not
living a
lie while
you swim
in denial
'Cause you're
already dead
and gone
You'll leave
me out
on the
curb just
like everyone
else before
you

Welcome to
my world
Where everyone
I ever
need always
ends up
leaving me
alone.
Another lesson
burned and
I'm drowning
in the
ashes.
Kicking,
screaming,
welcome to
my world

I don't
care what
you think,
I'm not
seeing a
shrink, I'm
not doing
this again
I'm not
another
student
or a
mother to
take your
sh*t out
on.
So let's
see what
you got
and let's
see what
you're not
And whatever
else you
pretend.
You've
defended
my intentions
long enough

Welcome to
my world
Where everyone
I ever
need always
ends up
leaving me
alone.
Another lesson
burned and
I'm drowning
in the
ashes.
Kicking,
screaming,
welcome to
my world

So here
I am
again, in
the middle
of the
end...
The choice
I wish
I'd made,
I always
make too
late.

Welcome to
my world
Where everyone
I ever
need always
ends up
leaving me
alone.
Another lesson
burned and
I'm drowning
in the
ashes.
Kicking,
screaming,
welcome to
my world

My world,
my world, to my
world!
My world,
my world, to my
world!
My world,
welcome, baby

ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ x ｌｅｓｓｏｎ x ｂｕｒｎｅｄ x ａｎｄ x ｉ'ｍ x ｄｒｏｗｎｉｎｇ x ｉｎ x ｔｈｅ x ａｓｈｅｓ

Name ; Her name is Cheza. It is pronounced Che-zaa. I got the name from Wolf's Rain a very long time ago and fell in love with it. She has been my role-play character ever since.
Nicknames ; Some wolves call her Chez or Chezzy, regular nicknames. She did once have someone call her Chess, but nothing extra-ordinary.
Gender ; Cheza is a fae; female; girl. She doesn't necessarily look like a brute, does she?
Age ; Cheza is currently two years old. She will be turning three years old in three weeks or so.

Mate ; She is quite dense when it comes to love so she may not have one for a while.
Past Mate ; She never had one and never came close to having one.
Crush ; Cheza may not have one until a while and even if she does, she may not realize it.
Pups ; She never had any.
Father ; His name was Zain and he was always a cold wolf. He ran out on her mother and her while she was a pup and hasn't heard from him ever since.
Mother ; Her name was Clara and was the ideal mother. She stayed strong after Zain had left her but died from a group of hunters.
Brothers ; She never had any.
Sisters ; She never had any.

Personality ; Cheza is a serious fae but is fun and loves to joke around. She is a huge runner and loves to chase butterflies. She loves the beautiful sceneries. Cheza hates flirts and know-it-alls. She is very stubborn and never gives up. She speaks before she thinks, but is very wise. She is not the deepest fae, but, she touches your heart if you're with her. She is loved by many, but, she doesn't love many. She makes friends easly, yet, looses the old ones she tries to hold onto. Cheza is a sweet and caring wolf with a bold mind and a strong heart. She is a calming, yet, playful fae. She is a childish wolf who will tease someone from time to time. Her fear of humans make her heart empty. When she spots a human her blood freazes and her eyes grow wide, unable to move. She doesn't beleive in love because of her history. She can be very rude and hurtful, but it's only because she's in pain. She tries to push back other wolves before she gets close to them. They'll just hurt her, is what she beleives.
History ; When Cheza was a small pup, she was given a red catepillar, who soon became the red butterfly that stays with her today. Not knowing the meaning of the catepillar, the pup took it, taking it wherever she'd go. One day, the pup and catepillar were hiding in the bushes. Suddenly, her parents started yelling at eachother. Her father went somewhere and never returned. Her mother soon told her that the catepillar represented her parents' love for her and that love shall never be forsaken. Her mother soon died from hunters, leaving Cheza alone with her caterpillar. The pack leader had told her why her father separated from her and her mother, and the truth was too much to bare. Cheza was soon banished from the pack. She only had her catepillar, who was never named. Cheza and the catepillar soon began to travel together, on a lonely and painful journey to find another pack. She finally found the wolf pack, two years later, her caterpillar now a butterfly. Her mother lied. The butterfly didn't represent any love, nor did her caterpillar, but it represented the hope that the two should have.

Likes ; Meadows, open areas, deer, butterflies, swimming, and singing her mother's songs.
Dislikes ; Hunters, her father, flirtatious brutes, wolves that don't believe in themselves.
Fears ; Hunters, getting her heart broken, falling in love, her father.

Theme Song ; I Will Be & My World
Eyes ; Her eyes are brown with a strange mix of colors within them, making them nearly auburn.
Fur ; Her fur is white with cream and grey fur mixed in, which contrasts from her dark eyes. It is soft
and dries fast.
Height ; She is about 4'0 tall, including her head and neck.
Weight ; She weighs about 90 pounds.
More Photos ; xoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Rank ; Gamma.



Cheza & Information © Flie
Form Layout © Flie
Pictures © Original Owners
Lyrics © Sick Puppies

[✖ＨＥＳＴＩＡ]

(can i fix it?)

[eli ayase]

I'm not
coming back,
I'm not
gonna react,
I'm not
doing sh*t
for you
I'm not
sitting around
while you
are tearing
it down
around us
I'm not
living a
lie while
you swim
in denial
'Cause you're
already dead
and gone
You'll leave
me out
on the
curb just
like everyone
else before
you

Welcome to
my world
Where everyone
I ever
need always
ends up
leaving me
alone.
Another lesson
burned and
I'm drowning
in the
ashes.
Kicking,
screaming,
welcome to
my world

I don't
care what
you think,
I'm not
seeing a
shrink, I'm
not doing
this again
I'm not
another
student
or a
mother to
take your
sh*t out
on.
So let's
see what
you got
and let's
see what
you're not
And whatever
else you
pretend.
You've
defended
my intentions
long enough

Welcome to
my world
Where everyone
I ever
need always
ends up
leaving me
alone.
Another lesson
burned and
I'm drowning
in the
ashes.
Kicking,
screaming,
welcome to
my world

So here
I am
again, in
the middle
of the
end...
The choice
I wish
I'd made,
I always
make too
late.

Welcome to
my world
Where everyone
I ever
need always
ends up
leaving me
alone.
Another lesson
burned and
I'm drowning
in the
ashes.
Kicking,
screaming,
welcome to
my world

My world,
my world, to my
world!
My world,
my world, to my
world!
My world,
welcome, baby

ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ x ｌｅｓｓｏｎ x ｂｕｒｎｅｄ x ａｎｄ x ｉ'ｍ x ｄｒｏｗｎｉｎｇ x ｉｎ x ｔｈｅ x ａｓｈｅｓ

Name ; Her name is Cheza. It is pronounced Che-zaa. I got the name from Wolf's Rain a very long time ago and fell in love with it. She has been my role-play character ever since.
Nicknames ; Some wolves call her Chez or Chezzy, regular nicknames. She did once have someone call her Chess, but nothing extra-ordinary.
Gender ; Cheza is a fae; female; girl. She doesn't necessarily look like a brute, does she?
Age ; Cheza is currently two years old. She will be turning three years old in three weeks or so.

Mate ; She is quite dense when it comes to love so she may not have one for a while.
Past Mate ; She never had one and never came close to having one.
Crush ; Cheza may not have one until a while and even if she does, she may not realize it.
Pups ; She never had any.
Father ; His name was Zain and he was always a cold wolf. He ran out on her mother and her while she was a pup and hasn't heard from him ever since.
Mother ; Her name was Clara and was the ideal mother. She stayed strong after Zain had left her but died from a group of hunters.
Brothers ; She never had any.
Sisters ; She never had any.

Personality ; Cheza is a serious fae but is fun and loves to joke around. She is a huge runner and loves to chase butterflies. She loves the beautiful sceneries. Cheza hates flirts and know-it-alls. She is very stubborn and never gives up. She speaks before she thinks, but is very wise. She is not the deepest fae, but, she touches your heart if you're with her. She is loved by many, but, she doesn't love many. She makes friends easly, yet, looses the old ones she tries to hold onto. Cheza is a sweet and caring wolf with a bold mind and a strong heart. She is a calming, yet, playful fae. She is a childish wolf who will tease someone from time to time. Her fear of humans make her heart empty. When she spots a human her blood freazes and her eyes grow wide, unable to move. She doesn't beleive in love because of her history. She can be very rude and hurtful, but it's only because she's in pain. She tries to push back other wolves before she gets close to them. They'll just hurt her, is what she beleives.
History ; When Cheza was a small pup, she was given a red catepillar, who soon became the red butterfly that stays with her today. Not knowing the meaning of the catepillar, the pup took it, taking it wherever she'd go. One day, the pup and catepillar were hiding in the bushes. Suddenly, her parents started yelling at eachother. Her father went somewhere and never returned. Her mother soon told her that the catepillar represented her parents' love for her and that love shall never be forsaken. Her mother soon died from hunters, leaving Cheza alone with her caterpillar. The pack leader had told her why her father separated from her and her mother, and the truth was too much to bare. Cheza was soon banished from the pack. She only had her catepillar, who was never named. Cheza and the catepillar soon began to travel together, on a lonely and painful journey to find another pack. She finally found the wolf pack, two years later, her caterpillar now a butterfly. Her mother lied. The butterfly didn't represent any love, nor did her caterpillar, but it represented the hope that the two should have.

Likes ; Meadows, open areas, deer, butterflies, swimming, and singing her mother's songs.
Dislikes ; Hunters, her father, flirtatious brutes, wolves that don't believe in themselves.
Fears ; Hunters, getting her heart broken, falling in love, her father.

Theme Song ; I Will Be & My World
Eyes ; Her eyes are brown with a strange mix of colors within them, making them nearly auburn.
Fur ; Her fur is white with cream and grey fur mixed in, which contrasts from her dark eyes. It is soft
and dries fast.
Height ; She is about 4'0 tall, including her head and neck.
Weight ; She weighs about 90 pounds.
More Photos ; xoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Rank ; Gamma.



Cheza & Information © Flie
Form Layout © Flie
Pictures © Original Owners
Lyrics © Sick Puppies

Accepted. Will edit in morning

[flie]

{> Okay, thank you very much ^^

[[ Silence. ]]

{ Your name is;
"Layla"
{ Does your name have a meaning?
"Not that I know of...."
{ How do you pronounce it?
Lay-la
{ Do you have any nicknames?
"Some wolves like to call my Lay, but no others, unless some one gives me another"
{ How old are you?
"I am five years old"
{ Your rank?
"I am currently a Gamma, and wouldn't mind having a high rank someday"
{ Are you male or female?
"Pure female, thank you very much"
{ Your current relationship status;
"I am single"
{ How long have you been in that relationship/been single?
"Too long for me. I would something new"

"My name is Layla and I am five years old. Some wolves call me Lay, but most of them just call me Layla. Yes, I am a Gamma, but would like to be a Delta, maybe a Beta. Definately not leader though, that's just not for me, or at least for now. I think it is quite obvious I am a female. Being single doesn't have many perks, and it make me feel lonely, but my heart is always open to the idea of love, it just takes time."

{ Sum up your personality in a few words;
Calm | Laid-back | Quiet | Concentrated | Different |
{ Your likes;
"I like to swim and rest, although sometimes I'll do a quick sprint when out walking by myself"
{ Your dislikes;
"I only have a few which is rude wolves, mosquitoes, and hard decisions to make"
{ Your fears;
"Becoming blind, lame, etc."

"I am a calm, laid-back fae. I am usually not talkative or running around in every direction. You can usually find me lost in thought or resting in the shade. That is, when I am not out hunting or taking a walk. When I am concentrating on one of my thoughts or hunting, I usually won't hear what you are saying to me. I consider myself different, since I like to keep to myself and am always thinking outside the box. When I am not resting, there is a chance that you will find me taking a swim in a river or pond. When I come across a rude or dis-rescpectful wolf, I won't like what I see. I might snap at him/her, or yell at him/her. I also hate it when mosquitoes are buzzing all around me, and when they are, I will get frustrated and snarl to myself while flicking them off. One more thing I dislike is when I have to make a tough decision. It takes a lot of effort when it comes to that, and I am afraid I will make the wrong decision, but I suppose I must learn from my mistakes. I fear having a permanent injury. For example, becoming blind, lame, have a killing disease, something like that."

{ Your best friend is;
"I really don't have one"
{ Current Crush;
"No one"
{ Mate;
"Like some one would want to be mates with me"
{ Enemies;
"I doubt I will ever have one"

"I don't have much of friends for now, but it won't be hard to make a few. My love life is quite dull, since I have no crush on any wolf, and I doubt that a brute would want a boring mate like me, but you never know, love might find it's way to me. I will probably have zero enemies on my list, but if some wolf gets on my nerves, I might just mark him down on my list. So maybe my enemy list won't stay clear for long."

{ Mother;
Teerel
{ Father;
Brombt
{ Siblings;
Ora

"Before I came to this Pack, I lived in a different Pack called The Great Eastern Pack. It was prosperous pack, and my grandfather was the leader, and my dad was the Beta. A few months after me and my sister's birth, our grandfather died peacefully of old age, and my dad, Brombt, became leader. I guess my father's new power got a hold of him, because he turned our loving home into a dark world that I thought I would never escape from. Brombt turned, showing his dark side, more darker than the devil himself. He abused the wolves, and turned them into his slaves. The bright forest I had once known became dark and desolate. The earth became muddy and sticky as the sun was hidden behind storm clouds and rain falled. Me an Ora grew up in a terrible place, watching out mother being abused by her own mate. When me and Ora became two years old, we were put to work. I managed to escape as my sister Ora was killed infront of my eyes because she had almost escaped. A snap at the neck was all it took. Brombt tried to chase after me, but my life was more inmportant to me. It was like I was flying as I raced to the bored, I sprinted past it and continued, until I fell, breathless. When I turned three, I found the home I live at today, and my past will never be earased out of my mind...."

{ Fur color;
"I am a light gray"
{ Eye color;
"A lovely amber"
{ Height;
"The average of most wolves"
{ Weight;
"Normal, not too skinny, not too fat"
{ Body Type;
"Flexible and lithe"

"If you can't tell, my coat is luxurious light gray with hints of light brown and dark gray mixed in it. My eyes are a deep, beautiful amber, and turn sharp, dark brown when I am in the shadows. My height isn't much different from the res tof wolves, and neither my weight. I am quite flexible, and I might be able to do a flip if I wanted. My muscles ripple along with my fur, and when I run, it is like I am flying. I am also quite graceful, if you can't tell."

{ Your name is;
"Ajax"
{ Does your name have a meaning?
"Why should you care?"
{ How do you pronounce it?
"Ay-jax"
{ Do you have any nicknames?
"No, not really"
{ How old are you?
"Four years old
{ Your rank?
"Gamma..."
{ Are you male or female?
"Male, and I don't want you checking"
{ Your current relationship status;
"Single, and I like it that way"
{ How long have you been in that relationship/been single?
"Ever since I left my last pack"

"My name is Ajax. I am not sure if my name has a meaning, but a wolf once told me it meant mourner of the earth. It doesn't describe me at all if that's the true meaning. But I am positive it is Greek. I don't have any nick-names, either. I am about four years old and I play the role of a Gamma, which can be quite dull. I had mate in my last pack, but it wasn't for long, and I soon broke up with the fae."

{ Sum up your personality in a few words;
Serious | Short-Tempered | Loyal | Independent
{ Your likes;
"I like a good fight every now and then, and some peace and quit"
{ Your dislikes;
"I don't like desperate faes and annoying wolves that talk forever"
{ Your fears;
"Losing some one I love, if love ever finds me"

"I am a serious, brute, and I usually don't laugh or play around. If you get on my nerves or anger me, I will lash out on you, so watch what you say and do. Although I have a bad side to me, I am extremely loyal to my pack, and would die for it. He is quite independent, and only makes few friends. It's hard to gain the brute's trust, but over time, you might be in luck."

{ Your best friend is;
"I don't have one"
{ Current Crush;
"No one, unless a special fae catches my eye"
{ Mate;
"You wish"
{ Enemies;
"None for now, but that probably won't stay clear for long"

"I haven't made many friends so far, and I might only have two or three in my life-time, but only time can tell. Love is hard for me, and I will only find it if I find the perfect for me. I want a fae who is not only attractive, but is loving and can heal my broken heart. I currently don't have any enemies, but there will probably be a few along the rest of my path."

{ Mother;
"Belva"
{ Father;
"Neil"
{ Siblings;
"Indi and Vite"

"My past is a dark one. Im pretty sure you will find it...most interesting. It all started when I was born. I was the first to be born, making me the oldest. Next came my sister, Indi, then my little brother, Vite. Life was good for the first three months, until one day while I was play-fighting with my siblings, my mom spotted a strange marking on my paw. She called me over and examined it. A horrified look took hold of her gaze. What she had seen on my paw-pad was an awkward spiral mark. Belva and my father Neil called it the devil's mark. It was a sign that the wolf would bring destruction and shame to the Pack, but I refused to believe it. Days passed and soon we were 1 and a half years old. One day me, Indi, and Vite were at the river in winter time. The water was icy cold, and thin ice covered the river. We were being careless, and dared each other to go out on the ice and see who would get the farthest. Indi got the farthest, but the ice fell under her weight. She drowned infront of us. It all happened to soon. If me and Vite had gone out onto the ice, we would have all been drown. We went upstream and retrieved her body, carrying it back to the Pack. Our mother and father blamed me for it, even though Vite had thought up the game. That's when me and Vite's rivalry began. Soon we were 2 years old. One day we got into a huge fight, and we started to actually fight each other. I slaughtered my own brother that day...it was too much to bare. He had asked for it, and I was too strong for him. My father abused me, clawing me and biting me, but I soon turned on him to, leaving him to die with his deadly injuries. Although I had killed two wolves already, I was kept prisoner. I watched my own mother die as she had a mysterious heart attack. She lay there, hasping for breath, trying to scream, and had awkward spasms before dying. It was a cruel past, as I watched all his family die, and I was driven out of his Pack, with every wolf biting and clawing at him. Snarls of satisfication that I was thrown out was heard as I raced away. I came to the place where I dwell in now, and hope to never have to re-live my past. having to kill anyone I care about."

{ Fur color;
"A dark, gray black"
{ Eye color;
"Pale green"
{ Height;
"A bit taller than other brutes"
{ Weight;
"Average"
{ Body Type;
"Muscular and well-built"

"I am a stunning, dark gray-black brute with intimidating pale green eyes. I am a bit taller than most brutes, and the average weight of any wolf. If you can't tell, I have a muscular, well-built frame, but a few scars from past fights, and some will haunt him of his past forever. He is the best at fighting, but isn't so well when it comes to hunting, but he can go pretty fast when chasing an elk."

[[ Silence. ]]

{ Finally...Done! x.x }