Ƨиσωʏ Яι∂ɢɛ Ɯσℓғ Ƥαcκ |Semi-Lit| |Open. Needs Memebers|

[~Neko Ears~]

Together we stand.

[~Neko Ears~]

~ Rules ~

* All CS rules apply.

-You can get banned f you break these. Please be careful,very careful.

* Star our curse words please. H*ll,F**k, Ect. Though not too much cursing please.

-There are children on here,and they do not need to be exposed to cursing.

* No Mating/Dating your own wolves.

-This makes things boring,you are allowed to have a crush on your own wolf to add flair,but no lovers.

* Semi-Literate

-I expect at least 3-5 sentences. I understand writers block but it can't be your excuse all the time.

* Please use my skelly.

-Please use my Skelly,or at least tell me you would like to use another skelly.

* No first lovers.

- Falling in love within the first 3 pages is boring. Let it simmer a little bit!

* I like interesting post.

- Decorate your replies,little color or symbols make reading more exciting.

* Listen to Owner(s)

- Please,respect all owners/co-owners. Or you may be banned from the Role Playing room.

* ACTIVE!

- I can't stress this enough,please try to be active. A post a day will do. Role Plays die when no one posts.
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[~Neko Ears~]

.♥.Rules Of Love.ღ.
.♥. Licks chin = I like you .ღ.
.♥. Licks cheek= You are cute .ღ.
.♥. Licks ear = Will you be my mate? .ღ.
.♥. Licks nose = You are mine love .ღ.
.♥. Licks neck = We belong together .ღ.
.♥. Licks back = Stay with me .ღ.
.♥. Nuzzles chest = I'm ready to mate .ღ.
.♥. Licks flank = I'm sorry/Don't go .ღ.
.♥. Lick constantly = Grooming /I love you so much .ღ.
.♥. Rubs tail under chin = Flirty .ღ.
.♥. Rubs body against = You are mine now .ღ.
.♥. Lick forehead + face = I need you forever .ღ.
.♥. Nip neck + lick shoulder = I need you now .ღ.
.♥. Lick on the belly = I'm ready for pups or I want pups .ღ.
.♥. Nuzzle = Comfort .ღ.
.♥. Twine tails = Be mine .ღ.
.♥. Lays head on back = Don't forget that you are mine .ღ.
.♥. Look into each others’ eyes = I think I’m falling for you


Howl Talk
▣. Long Howl:: Come here
▣. Short Howl:: Go away
▣. Medium Loudness Howl:: Is anyone here??
▣. Quiet Howl:: Mating Howl
▣. Loud Howl:: I’m lost!
▣. Medium Sounding Howl:: Hide and seek time!!
▣. Long Loud Howl:: Is anyone here?
▣. Long Quiet Howl:: I think I smell a pack!
▣. Long Medium Sounding Howl:: Calling to the pack
▣. Short Quiet Howl:: I’m sorry
▣. Short Loud Howl:: Let’s play!!
▣. Yapp:: Playful

Puppy Talk

回. Nip:: Play time!
回. Yapp:: Catch me if you can!!
回. Howl:: Where’s mommy?
回. Nuzzle:: I’m tiered
回. Jump Around:: PLAY, PLAY, PLAY
回. Prance:: This is fun
回. Nip Ear:: Where is dad?
回. Nip Tail:: When can I start to eat meat?
回. Press Paw On Mommy:: Milk please
回. Growls:: Go away!
回. Rolls Over:: SO BORED!!!!!!!!!!
回. Swats:: Leave me alone!

Threats

▤. Growl:: Back. Up. NOW
▤. Bares Teeth:: Leave!
▤. Fur Stands On End:: Go away. And never return.
▤. Lowers Head:: If I ever see your face again, your dead.
▤. Circles:: YOUR DEAD!!!
▤. Lifts Tail:: Want to fight!!??!!
▤. Flattens Ears:: Ill kill you!
▤. Lunges:: I’m going to eat you for breakfast!!
▤. Attacks:: Get away from my pack!!
▤. Snarl:: Get lost!

Alpha Talk

☒. Growls:: Leave me alone
☒. Circles:: I had a long day
☒. Jumps on Alpha Rock:: I’m going away
☒. Raises Eyebrow:: Curious
☒. Looks at Curiously:: Come with me
☒. Nods Head:: Your accepted
☒. Looks from the Wolf, to His den:: I need to talk to you. It’s urgent
☒. Chuckles:: Well, your funny
☒. Winks:: You have a good chance at being my mate
☒. Sighs:: So tiered
☒. Breaks Up A Fight:: There will be no fighting in my pack!!!
☒. Lowers Head:: Sorry. Not Interested.
☒. Barks At Female:: Sorry. No thanks.
☒. Turns Away:: Maybe later

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~ | Mate | ~

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~ | Pups | ~

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~ | Siblings |~

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~ | Personality | ~

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~ | What Rank Are You | ~

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~ | Hobbies | ~

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~ | What he/she looks for in a mate | ~

~ | Strengths | ~

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~ | Weaknesses | ~[/i][/b]
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[~Neko Ears~]

❅- Snow
☼ - Sunny/Day
☁ - Cloudy
☾ - Night

☼- Daytime Weather!
❅ Party cloudy with light snow falls,chances of storms later on in the day.

☾- Nighttime Weather!

℃ A drop in temperature,and heavy snow falls. Storming rolling in from the North. Up to maybe 4 inches.

[~Neko Ears~]

~ | Ranks | ~

Alpha Male| Raven

Alpha Female (Raven's Mate)| -

Beta Female| - Luna

Beta Male(Luna's Mate)-

Warriors| - Autumn/Female/Single,Ivory/Female/Single,Ebony/Male/Single,Takshak/Male/Single,Blackrose/Female/Single

Hunters| - Shi-Shi/Male/Single,Storm Of The Snowy Ridge/Female/Single, Winta Rosee/Female/Single,Musical/Female/Single

Healers| - Nabhanya/Female/Single

Pup-Sitters| -

Pups| -

Elders| -

[~Neko Ears~]

~| Name |~

[Raven Simon]

~ | Age | ~

[2 Suns and 7 Moons]

~ | Gender | ~

[Brute]

[left]~ | Crush | ~

[No One, I haven't yet sought out that one to steal my heart.]

~ | Mate | ~

[Again,I repeat. I have yet to find my true love.]

~ | Pups | ~

[I sadly don't have any pups.]

~ | Siblings |~

[My sibling is Luna. She is my younger sister and a valued member of my pack.]

~ | History | ~

[I grew up a very happy pup,my father lucky for me was Alpha of his own pack. And happened to mate with my mother. Who gave birth to only two healthy pups out of four. My sister and I and two who sadly died shortly after birth. She focused more on us and made sure to make careful decisions with us,my father taught me in the ways of the Alpha and my mother taught my sister the art of Healing and Pup-Sitting. Though my sister went on to be Beta in my pack she has done well for herself. I however was pushed harder and farther to be the best leader in my father's history. He passed about a year ago and my mother only a few months from my father. Leaving the pack into my paws.]

~ | Personality | ~

[I define myself as a very confident guy,I guess I can say I am sweet as well. I have been told I have a level head. Not so much as a hot head,but I could be mean. I like the fact I can handle stress and react to every situation when needed. I can call myself shy at times,even with a bundle of confidence everyone has a weak spot somewhere.]

~ | What Rank Are You | ~

[Alpha Male]



~ | Hobbies | ~

[Digging for rabbit burrows,
Skinning Elk for skin,
Playing on ice]

~ | What he/she looks for in a mate | ~

[I seek out someone who is mild tempered. Quiet when needed but loud when necessary. I find a Fae with confidence a great pick for me. Someone who not only loves me for my Rank but rather myself.]

~ | Strengths | ~

[Controlling situations,
Smelling out faint scents
Cheering people up]

~ | Weaknesses | ~
[Getting rejected,
Baby sitting pups,
Swimming][/center]

~| Name |~

[Luna Marie Simon]

~ | Age | ~

[2 Suns and 7 Moons]

~ | Gender | ~

[Fae]

[left]~ | Crush | ~

[Sadly,no one. I hope to find someone soon!]

~ | Mate | ~

[*Sigh* Again,I have no mate. Nor crush.]

~ | Pups | ~

[I have no pups,though gladly want some!]

~ | Siblings |~

[My brother Raven,who runs this pack]

~ | History | ~

[I grew up with my only sibling. Raven,however we never got to play much due to the fact we were raised with each of our parents. I was taught proper ways that a Fae should act,and ho to pup-sit for later litters. However,I was always interested in hunting,or fighting. Nothing my father nor mother would let me due. Our pack has had this code for a while. Raven,however has broken this. Allowing every wolf to be where the belong,he watched our father make mistakes and carefully avoided those footsteps. ]

~ | Personality | ~

[I am a serious yet rather bubbly fae,I love to get my fur dirty and like to ruffle with a few brute's every now and then. I an be a bit shy around new people though quickly dismiss this trait due to the fact i'm beta female. I tend to think of myself as a people pleaser. I am one to stick out in a crowd. I however am hot headed,petty things seem to anger me. This trait has stuck with me for my whole life. I am currently working on it]

~ | What Rank Are You | ~

[Beta Female]



~ | Hobbies | ~

[I enjoy pup-sitting though it's not my rank,I love to hunt,and also digging. When ever i find dirt]

~ | What he/she looks for in a mate | ~

[I want a brute who is sweet and strong,yet quiet and serious. Someone who will claim me for me and who plans to stay with me through the rest of my years. I love a brute that has flare]
~ | Strengths | ~

[I am a great jumper,very good with my wits,and have sharp eyes]

~ | Weaknesses | ~
[I am afraid of heights,I am afraid of anything bigger than me besides elk,I am afraid of ice][/center]

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(Open. I really need members! C'mon)

[tyni]

~| Name |~

Shi-Shi, -Unknown-, -Unknown-

~ | Age | ~

3 Suns, 1 Moon

~ | Gender | ~

Brute, Male


~ | Crush | ~

__x__

~ | Mate | ~

__x__

~ | Pups | ~

__x__

~ | Siblings |~

__x__



~ | History | ~

Shi-Shi lost his memory back when he was a pup. There was a horrifying fight against two packs, his family endangered, and no where to turn. He was knocked out from a buff, dark figure with a strong blow to the head, leaving him on the snowy ground presuming he was dead. (Heheh, I rhymed without notice. xD) Everything was lost, every memory from the past. The only thing he can faintly remember, the dark figure, the feel of its breath against his face. The darkness.

~ | Personality | ~

He isn't very brave, or buff. It's kind of pathetic really. His words come out in stutters, he has a vas amount of fears, and will easily flee from a fight. Others might call him scrawny, a nuisance, but he was had grown so used to it he doesn't seem to mind any more.

~ | What Rank Are You | ~

Hunter




~ | Hobbies | ~

Sun bathing
Root collecting
Bug and Berry searching

~ | What he/she looks for in a mate | ~

He couldn't ask for more then just a kind hearted soul, someone who sees the real him, and someone who simply comforts him.

~ | Strengths | ~

Climbing trees
Hiding
Sense of Smell

~ | Weaknesses | ~

Bigger foes
Water
Being pushed around

[wickedbvnes]

~| Name |~

Storm of the Snowy Ridge.

~ | Age | ~

Four years.

~ | Gender | ~

She-devil.

~ | Crush | ~

Crush?

~ | Mate | ~

See 'Crush'

~ | Pups | ~
Never.


~ | Siblings |~
A few.


~ | History | ~
Eight months.

It was for the first eight months of her life that Storm of the Rose Petals listened in rapt silence to the stories of the endeavors and feats of the pack she was born in to. For six of those eight months. Her brother Dusty had been partner to these story sessions. But he was dead because he was not strong. They had been warned that they would not be treated specially just because their parents were the alphas. And so, because he had not heeded the warning, Dusty was dead. A hole sat in the young female's heart, left from the absence of her cheerful brother. But now she was eight months old. Father had trained her. She was ready.

Alongside her was her best friend and partner in everything she did - Cole. The two would be in the leading front in a border skirmish between the Rose Petal Pack and the Shadowed Grove Pack. The fight was magnificent. The Rose Petal Pack was easily crowned victor as they watched their enemies run away, whimpering with fear. Storm had never felt so exhilarated in her life. It was the. That she knew she was meant to be a warrior and defender for her pack. Her friend, Cole, too found his calling there (but truthfully, he would have fallowed Storm anywhere).

Storm and Cole were a dynamic duo. No wolves made it any further than a few meters within the borders when they were on patrol. It was the strength here that earned Storm and Cole their reputation among packs. Word spread quickly. Soon, there were very few lone wolves that would venture anywhere near the territory.

Storm took everything seriously. There was no time for her any longer to bother with playing. She was a yearling, and it was soon time to have her mate chosen for her. She would be expected to decide wheel their he was good for the line by the next winter. With things as calm as they were, patrols got boring, and the male chosen, an elder by four years whose name was Adam, was far from a knight in shining armor.

It was during one of the patrols that Storm expressed her exasperation to Cole. "What was he thinking?! Adam is more suited for being a gossip than a mate." Though she did not see it, Cole looked relieved.

Because he had not forgotten the promise that they had made after they first met. They had sworn to be partners in everything - even love. One might take his affection to be obligated, but it was hard to not be entranced by the gorgeous female as she sniffed at a white flower.

Storm denounced Adam, and the male was sentenced to death. That was when Cole made his move. They were a year and six months now, and he wanted Storm for himself.

It went better than he could have imagined. They were both so happy, that they forgot their placid masks as they returned to the den. Suspicious, Tiger had Cole subject to torture until he admitted what they had done. There was a blur, and the handsome black male had fallen lifelessly to the ground.

Storm was banished with words that would haunt her forever.

"You are not worthy of being my daughter or of living in the Rose Petal Pack any longer. You have until sundown. If you are found after that, you are to be treated as prey."

Storm had never ran so fast in all of her life.

Exile.

It was far less attractive than any story than a loner could have made it sound. The flaws were endless. Storm wandered and battled for the entirety of autumn and winter. It hardened her to the point that death was like hunting. It made no difference to her who died and who lived. Many beings - prey and predator - laid dead by spring.

Word of her and her "power" spread faster than a wildfire. She was, to the legends, "a brazen female the size of a great oak tree and had a snarl that made even mountains shudder with fear."Honestly, the stories were some of the only things that made her laugh. They were so endlessly barbaric that Storm would stop by a pack just to listen to gossip.

But of course, Storm was (and still is) a small wolf in stature, and it is really her glare that strikes fear into the hearts of many. The life of a loner suited her well, because she did not have to live by anyone's rules, and there was no one to drag her down. She was methodical and cold - everything served a purpose - and a purpose was generally to make her stronger and better suited for survival.

She did not care that the pups, fathered by Cole, were born dead in the dead of winter. She was glad, actually. Glad that her travels were not halted because the rodents needed care. Nothing broke her. Injuries, hunger - through it all, she forged forward like a charging rhino. There was zero room for weakness.

It was her focused mentality that was in place as she stalked a jack rabbit. It darted away with a sprint faster than she could muster, and she soon found that she was surrounded by seven large wolves.

The seven were magnificent creatures. Storm had not seen any wolves so powerful since she had been sent away. They easily had six inches on her, and the largest (clearly the leader) looked thoroughly unimpressed at the sight of her.

"How may I help you?" she questioned nonchalantly. They were nothing to her - well, that was a lie. Her blood drummed in her ears. This might actually be a challenge for once! She had trained one wolf to be like her - a male by the name of Lanax, but he had departed and Storm did not feel the loss of him.

"Just who do you think you are, young lady?" demanded the large male as he stepped forward. "You've caused quite a bit of discord among our kind, Storm of the Rose Peta-"

"Actually, I am not of their ranks any longer. I was banished. And if you knew who I am, why bother asking?" Storm held her head high. They were worthless. Her ears flicked endlessly to hunt for any slight sounds of movement. This male's lackeys were eager to fight. The tension screamed it beautifully. She snickered cruelly. Males never changed.

"Either way, miss Lone Storm, wolves no longer feel comfortable with you around. You're killing your own kind -"

"Because they are weak."

The male ignored her and continued on as if he was never interrupted. "as though you're a god - and that is unacceptable." His grey eyes were narrowed in Storm's direction.

Storm, however, only shrugged. She figured that they could talk all that they wanted. No one knew what she really looked like - all the stories told that she was the color of fire, and that the earth died at her paws. They told of a giant, when she was clearly not. "I do so hope to pass, now that you have made me lose my lunch and taken my time," she grumbled before stepping deftly forward to avoid the lunge of the male to her right.

By this point, Storm's anger was venom in her veins. She would lash out at the next unwanted behavior - and it came.

"That runt needs to be taken into custody!" cried one of the males. Storm turned on him and quickly had him pinned. He, surprisingly, put up quite a fight. A long gash rolled down her cheek afterwards, and Storm decided that she absolutely despised that sleek black male.Too bad she thought. He would have made a good breeding partner.

"Lone Storm," the male's voice sounded so different now. He looked so serious that Storm listened as though he was the only thing in the world. "We of the Thrylikó Mountain hereby take you into out custody until you can show that you are a civilized being and capable of living in the world without being a monster. Herd her up, boys."

It was impossible to mistake the satisfied grunts of the males. Apparently, she had gone from being legend to being a lowly outcast to whatever this pack was. The six herded around her and followed the lead of the leader male. It was next to no time before the hills shifted to a rocky terrain where the grass was rougher.

In the clearing was at least thirty wolves. Storm had never seen so many in her life - ever.

The six dispersed at the wave of the leader's tail. "My name is Lea, but I expect to be addressed as "Master" by you. You are a shadow to the pack. Members will only speak with you to give you orders and you are to obey them without hesitation. Understand?"

Lea did not give Storm time to respond. He was off to a perch to the west of the clearing. Storm glared after him and glared at every wolf there.

She hated the Thrylikó.
So she left.
Storm.. Of the Snowy Ridge.


~ | Personality | ~
Storm is not one for friendly games or relaxing. Her mind is a vortex of spiraling information and judgements. "Friend" is not a word that fits anywhere into her vocabulary. To her, the pack is not a place for forging bonds and for making jokes - it is a link of mutual agreement for the bettering of the likelihood of survival. Like a storm, Storm is relentless and unforgiving. She will do whatever it takes to make sure that she will carry on - even if it takes her to the teetering point of life.
In her endeavors, Storm has taught herself the way of the herb, how to hunt, how to fight, and how to outsmart even the most sly of the coyotes. She does not take no for an answer, and will not tolerate any signs of weakness. Weakness, to her, is anything that is not constructive to making life possible. Though she does not see a point to love, she will choose a mate - likely to be the strongest and best suited for providing offspring - just to spread the line of her genealogy and ensure the survival of wolves for years to come.
Many have made the claim that she is all data and no emotion, but that would not be true. Her anger is quick as a whip, and her trust brings out an entirely different side that extremely few have ever gotten the chance to get to know. That softer, more delicate side remains hidden, because Storm sees kindness as a weakness and an openness for enemies to strike her down. She also suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder, which has led to periods of withdrawl, where she becomes unable to be reached, as well as a nagging voice in her head that counters her every thought with ideals of happiness and not just seeing the roses for their use, but enjoying their sight and smell as well.


~ | What Rank Are You | ~

Huntress.






~ | Hobbies | ~

Hunting,
Fighting,
Zoning out.

~ | What he/she looks for in a mate | ~
Someone kind, gentle, understanding of her bipolar-ness.

~ | Strengths | ~

Hunting,
Being able to sense danger,
Her ability to zone out.

~ | Weaknesses | ~
Being prone to lows,
anger fits,
and being slow.[/center]