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[pomme]

Jase dashed though the snow, feeling his skin quiver is chill. It was cold that night. He heard pawsteps and perked his ears. Spotting Karma, he smiled at the familiar fae. Heading out to greet her, he nodded. "Can't sleep?"

[s h i f t;;]

(All right, I'll go add that.)

"Pretty much," Karma replies simply. She gives her friend a wag of greeting, then says,"I was just heading over to the Cliff. Would you like to join me?" She tilts her head at Jase, enthusiastically awaiting her friend's answer.

Pilot groaned, hearing more footsteps. "What's wrong with these wolves?" he grumbles, getting up and out of his den at last. His hard gaze lands on a disappearing Valentina. He sighs, and strethes, then sits in the middle of camp, staring out at nothing in particular.

[ƒ α c α ∂ є]

Ｔｈｉｓ ｉｓ ｗｈａｔ Ｉ ｔｅｌｌ ｙｏｕ

My name is ... "Six."
Some call me ... "Think, please. Does it sound like you can shorten Six?! What would you call me, S?! Though...friends can call me Roku as well."
I have some experience under my belt ... "I am thirty moons old. Two and a half years."
You really need to ask this? ... "Do I jot look like a Fae? I know personality wise I can act like a brute but I think it's obvious I am indeed female."
My dream is to be a ... "Huh. I don't really worry much on rank, a wolf is a wolf regardless of position, yet having some high rank would be nice. Beta or Alpha."
I have earned the rank of ... "Hunter, through and through. I hate to fight."
He/She is kinda cute ... "Lies. I currently don't want a crush. I've had enough heartache."
My heart has been stolen by ... "Maybe...sometime...I mean, it would be nice to have someone who cares for me..."


Ｗｈｅｎ ｙｏｕ ｓｅｅ ｍｅ

The first thing you see is ... "Um, well I am a dullish brownish with a dark brown...dorsal glob stripe thing and tail. I have creamy underbelly, paws, under tail, and ah, lower face. Just a mottle of those colors, really. I look like a glob of brown."
The windows to my soul ... "More brown, yay! Dark, real dark brown eyes."
Souvenirs of life ... "Were you looking at my hind paw? I know, the scars and the way it twists aren't too gorgeous. I limp from it now, but it doesn't hurt. Few more scrapes on my legs, just little dings."
Overall, you see ... "I am unnaturally slim? True, for a Red Wolf like myself that is expected. I am...mid- to upper- tall in height, and my body is as long as my plume of a tail. Ears and nose point straight out. And my legs, long and sturdy for running. My mess of fur is thick and short, asides from my tail."



Ｗｈａｔ Ｉ ｈｉｄｅ

I think I'm ... "Bi-polar. I can be a jerk admittibly though I try not to, I really do. I'm just stubborn, hardheaded, and a nightmare to those who dare be a problem to those I love. I'm not afraid to stand p for what I believe in. Mostly I am shy but I have a weird sense of curiosity that gets me into trouble often. Intelligence? I like thinking instead of action. My friends though, they see my good side. I love them and protect them and try to be loyal. I'll die for them and I trust them completely; they have been what has kept me going. Though I still love to kid around despite my rash nature."
People think I'm ... "Loyal."
Before I was here I was ... "Oh...a loner. I left my pack when it got tough to live there and regret doing so heavily. I...met a wolf. He was kind. He saw past my aggressive stubbornness. I even think he found something to love. But no good thing lasts forever and...he, he...um, I don't want to go into detail here. It was my fault...Erm, anyways, once I was alone again I came to the pack and have been working to do my best here. I just hope I don't screw up again."
My kin in this world is ... "I had a littermate. Soot, he was called. My mother was a lone wolf who had, ah, not expected pups. She was weak. She couldn't keep herself alive. We were abandoned in a different pack, Soot and I. I befriended a wolf by the name of...well, her name doesn't matter to you. When my brother and I ditched the pack after she...Erm...she died. Disease. It cut down our pack until half were alive. We were scared and fled. Soot went mad. He had a life in that pack, he had a mate and pups and was a Beta. They all died. He tried to kill itself and me, claiming it was best. Uhh...this is more of my history than kin. But Soot was a good brother who looked out for me until the end. Even then he thought what he was doing was best for me...trying to get me in that icy river...he jumped when I wouldn't go..."
My carry-on is ... "When Soot...passed... I met another wolf. Erm...I loved him, yes, and it was my fault he...he...died....I was found by a wolf younger than I who helped nurse my devastated soul into health. Wish, her name was Spottedwish. Strange name for a strange pack wolf. But she loved me like a sister. She showed me this pack."
Also ... "I have a collar. Don't you dare criticize me for having one. It was my er, my would be mate's, he had been a pet. He gave it to me. It has the number Six on it but I don't know why. So after he died I took Six on as my name.

[dodobird959]

(You don't need to. Since Lukina only made a fae, the numbers are even enough now. :3)

(And that means you're accepted, Lukina. ;P)

[Oh... I already made one [page two] ]

[kellyc]

{ Name: Lila | Gender: Fae | Mood: Slightly annoyed | Crush: Pilotish.. }

She snaps open her eyes, and was nearly instantly blinded by a bit of sunlight peeking through the brush lining her den. She blinked a couple of times, snorting under her breath about how stupid morning was. She obviously was not a morning wolf at all, even though she usually got up at this time. She groaned, stretching her legs slowly, and winced as her knees popped. Ow.
The cold instantly struck her furiously, and she shifted her legs nearly constantly to stay warm. She lifted her muzzle, sniffing the air; where was the rest of the hunters? Gone already, probably. Lila snarls to herself, probably swearing, and clumsily trips over her legs as she stumbled out of her den and winces instantly. The wind was picking up too. Argh....

[pomme]

He nodded and smiled. "Lets go," he said, padding next to her. As he walked with her, he smiled. "Better watch the males now. You are in heat, right?" He asked.

[s h i f t;;]

(Accepted, Six .)

(And whoops. Oh well. I'll add her then, too. Oh, and by the way, once you make one wolf and you're accepted, all other wolves you make from there forth will also be accepted.)

Karma rolls her eyes. "Don't even remind me," she groans. "It's so disgusting," she mutters, crinkling her nose. Personally, she thought the heat smell was revolting; of course, all the brutes had other ideas. She made a sharp left turn, her paws absent-mindedly carrying her to their destination. "Do you have somebody you might be going for this season?" she teases, nudging her friend in the shoulder playfully.

Pilot raised an eyebrow at Lila. "You okay?" he said, smothering a chuckle. He shook out one more time, still trying to wake himself up, before ambling over at a turtle-like speed to Lila. He plops himself down in front of hear lazily, and promptly raises a hind leg. He bends his back, trying to scratch his ear but for some reason can't reach. "Ah, well," he mutters under his breath. He straightens out, then tilts his head at Lila. "Where are we going hunting to, Buddy?" Ever since a few hunts ago, Pilot has been calling Lila 'Buddy' because he believes she is his 'hunting buddy.' He chuckles softly at this thought.

[kellyc]

{ Name: Lila | Gender: Fae | Mood: Now, very annoyed. But happy. | Crush: Pilotish }

Lila glares at him, but snorts in a short laugh and mutters, "Sure, I'm fine. Possibly. Maybe off by that forest? Somewhere? I dunno. It's too early." Her ears flick backwards, and she blinks a bit. Her eyes were still getting used to the sun, which was quite bright to begin with. "Hmm... There actually could be a couple of elk by the lake. There sometimes are, even though they're a bit large and strong. Oh well; whatcha going to do?"

[pomme]

He chuckled. "I guess. But I can't tell you who," he said, laying a tail on her shoulder. "She doesn't like me anyway," he sighed and kept walking to the Cliff.

[s h i f t;;]

"I'm sure she does. More people like you than you know," she says with a soft giggle. Karma sighs, taking in the sense of security she feels: her best friend by her side, the morning just coming, the thought of a new day. It all feels so good. She opens her eyes, and looks at Jase. A smirk crossed her face. She matched her pace with his and she said, nearly shouting the words as a pup would, "Race ya there!" After all, the Cliff was now fairly close. She picked up a sprint, hoping the head start she had gotten would help; as a pup, Jase had always won the races. Now, though, she didn't know if he'd even follow through with this pupish play: it had been a while since they acted like pups, not their ranks.

Pilot shrugs. "No clue. That's why I asked you what you were gonna do," he says. He finally bends back far enough to the point where he can now scratch his ear. After two beats, though, he falls onto his back. He rolls onto his side, saying, Maybe we should go to the lake. I bet the two of us could take down one of those elk." The thought made him feel exhausted, and he let out a puff, watching it swirl in the brisk morning air.