тнe dιvιdeѕ || OPEN || Always Accepting

[s h i f t;;]

(Finished the brutes form. :3)

[mikhailo]

((Cool. Accepted :]))

~ Justine ~

She got up and started to patrol the borders by herself. That's how she thought. Sometimes she had to be alone. Little did she know, she was being watched by her brother. She was pounced on, and immediately a fight started. Jazz was a lot larger than her, but she was fighting for her life.

[s h i f t;;]

~FRINGE~

The brute glanced around, his nose twitching. He was searching for a rabbit to eat. Instead, the faint smell of blood entered his nostrils. He picked his head up, and began to wander towards it. He could hear snarls and the snapping of jaws. He looked over, and saw two wolves battling it out. He took a tentative step forward. There was the beautiful fae he had been 'stalking' the past couple months, and a brute he had never seen before. He just stood there, uncertain of what to do. He let out a small, anxious whine, before lunging forward upon instinct, aiming to knock the large brute down off the strange fae.

~LULLABY~

The fae wandered around the outskirts of camp, her nose to the ground, searching for herbs. Her paws crinkled the dead leaves below with each step she took. She was wanting to collect herbs, even if she didn't need them for herself.

[silverfox.]

• Kaylar •

"The hard part about being hurt, is you don't know if you'll ever truly trust again.

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Full Name:

"My full name was given to me by my mother. She admired th name Kaylar but did not feel it was complete so I was named Kaylar The Lunar Sun"

Nickname:

"I go simply by Kaylar or maybe Kay but not normally."

Gender:

"Does your nose not work? I am a fae!"

Age:

"How rude to ask a lady that but I am 3 Seasons & 5 Moons."

Rank Wanted:

"I would have loved to be the Beta Fae."

Rank Recieved:

"I am a mighty hunter. So be warned little bunnies!"

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Coat Color:

"My coat is a pure snow white. The best color I know of. Though it is hard to keep clean."

Eye Color:

"I have large round golden eyes. They are peachy bright an very fun to look at."

Body Description:

"I am a small average size fae. I have some muscle but I don't really need it. I am very lean an have tall long legs that help me to have great speed."

Over all:

"I have almost a sporty lookt o my whole body. Tall legs an a short pelt. Many faes wish they had my speed but then I wish I was stronger. I am lean an not overweight. I have a soft short coat that doesn't get very long in winter leaving me cold a lot."

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wнo yoυ really are

Personality:

"Most say I am playful and they are done with it but I can’t disagree. I Kaylar am always playing somehow. If I can’t get a wolf to play with me I will attack a leaf! I am a giggle monster as Hunter says but I mean who wouldn’t want to laugh and play all day long! I love swimming and running and anything that involves moving truly. I am very outgoing and happy. I am an all around party girl. My tail always seems to wag and I am always smiling even in my sleep! I never seem to run out of energy so don’t try to wear me out, as you will lose horribly.”

“I have a very serious and deadly side though. When I say deadly to I am not joking by any means. I do not take lightly to others hurting my loved ones and will under no circumstances tolerate a rude brute trying to show me up. I have taken down wolves before if I am truly upset. I know my place in a pack though and will respect others if they respect me.”

“Even though I have personality traits all over the board I am the most hyper and crazy out of all my siblings. I really am not a sweet wolf and I don’t try to be. I don’t care what you think about me because I like who I am."

History:

WIP

Likes:

"I love hunting as I get to run! I also enjoy swimming an being a fun loving little girl. I love howling at the moon an of course I like being thought of as cute. What fae doesn't!"

Dislikes/Fears:

"I can't stand mean wolves an I not a fighter at all. I have a fear of giving birth an I will not often be very open to new wolves."

Family:

"I have no clue where any of my family is besides my brother who is a loner."

Pack Or Loner:

"I am part of a pack."

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can yoυ ғeel тнe love

Mate:

"Never ever again"

Crush:

"I doubt that"

Secret Crush:

"Secrets are for fools."

Pups:

"Not again. Never."

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Other:

"I am done talking with you."

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• Nykota •

"My trust is hard to earn an easy to lose."

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Full Name:

"My full name is Nykota 'o' Lycan"

Nickname:

"Please just call me Nykota or Kota"

Gender:

"If you had to ask I'm a brute"

Age:

"3 Seasons & 7 Moons if you must know."

Rank Wanted:

"I have always loved the alpha"

Rank Recieved:

"I'm the Beta Brute of this pack"

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Coat Color:

"My coat has many colors including grey, tan, an white. They blend together nicely an I have been told I am very handsome. I may not fully agree but hey no one really minds my opnion."

Eye Color:

"I have deep brown eyes. Almost as brown as Chocolate."

Body Description:

"I am rather large an lean. Though I have muscles all through my body. My paws are large an I always have my head high. I have a fluffy coat an even in spring an summer is soft an fuzzy. I'm strong an bigger than most faes but average around brutes."

Over all:

"I guess you could say I am a normal sized brute that has chocolate eyes an a muti-colored coat. While my coat has always been fluffy it is very long in the winter. I look like a big teddy bear an I often am over looked as I am not a bulked out muclse machine."

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wнo yoυ really are

Personality:

"I am not very social. I say this first because many wolves think. “Oh my gosh he’s so cute. I want him” then they just walk over to you and expect to win you over. Let me tell you, you come up to me and I may bite your head off! I don’t like being with others. I’ve learned getting close to others only hurts you in the end.”

“I do have a sweet side sadly. I can be very romantic and I do like to talk with faes when it was my idea. I’ve been known to be sweet and all lovey dovey but you know that isn’t often. I enjoy making others happy and I can be extremely protective over those I love.”

“I would consider myself a cocky brute but I am also very wise and if you doubt me I will prove you wrong faster than you can blink your eyes. I am strong and very brave and will be there for anyone that needs me. I’m not afraid of many things and I can promise you on thing for sure. You will never be scared around me."

History:

WIP

Likes:

"I love the small moments you get in life an I enjoy just hanging around with my friends. While I do enjoy a good walk or a play moment, I normally don't get the chance."

Dislikes/Fears:

"I am not a huge fan of brutes an I don't like fire nor humans. I think all wolves normally fear these things though. Also, don't ever ask me to go into water. Its not my fancy."

Family:

"My family has all been killed"

Pack Or Loner:

"I used to quite the loner roaming around here but I am not in a pack an enjoy it better than I thought."

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can yoυ ғeel тнe love

Mate:

"I don't believe I will have one anytime soon."

Crush:

"Ha! Doesn't every fae wish."

Secret Crush:

"I'm good at keeping secrets, so you'll never know."

Pups:

"I don't need any fuzzballs to make my life a good one."

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Other:

"I think you know enough about me."

[mikhailo]

((Accepted. are you starting in the pack?))

~ Jazz ~

He looked at the two wolves, knowing he couldn't take on both. He snarled at Justine, "I'll be back." He ran off, out of the territory. There went the first established enemy of the pack.

~ Justine ~

She seemed okay. Just cuts and scratches. She looked at the brute who had helped her. "Thank you- so much." This brute probably just saved her life, so she was grateful, and it showed.

[silverfox.]

{Yes, both are in the pack.}

[mikhailo]

((Okay))

[mikhailo]

(( i have to eat. i must leave you, my children >8D idk dont ask O_O))

[that one girl.]

|| Desi || 2½ ||

"...imperfection is beauty..."
My name is Cualquier Bruto de la Desea. My mother gave it to me. It means, 'Every Brute's Desire'. Yeah, my mother was a Spanish wolf. The Spanish heritage is still prominent to me.
My nickname is Desea or Desire. But all my friends and siblings called me Des or Desi. My mother called me her Solamente Nina. Her only girl.
I'm a female.
I am 2½ years old.
I am 28 in.
I weigh 70 lbs.
My fur color is complicated. In the summer, I am a white wolf. Like pure white. No streaks or anything. Although, in the winter, I am white, with a few blonde streaks in there.
My eyes are a like toffee brown.
My rank? Well, I would like to be a warrior or hunter. It doesn't really matter to me.


"...madness is genius..."

So I am basically made up of adjectives. Here, I'll explain them to you. Flirtatious, Adventurous, Loving, Protective, and finally Jealous.

Flirtatious. Well, I like to flirt around. I like to have fun playing around with the boys, because I find them so much more fun to be around. They aren't made up of drama or anything and they just find the most stupid things to do that are always so much fun. Well, I think so. During those stupid things we do, I tend to flirt a lot. It's nothing serious, I just like to have fun and play around and that is all my flirting is made up of really. One time it almost got a little too serious, but I was brought back to my senses. So, I don't think that will happen anymore.

Adventurous. Well, I am very outgoing. I like to have fun like I stated before. I get in trouble a lot for my lack of care for other things. Yeah, that can get me in trouble because I am the alpha, but I always seem to back pedal my way out of getting in trouble. Probably because I am the only girl. Well, I grew up only with boys. But that is more history. I like touring things and exploring. It gives me a rush of excitement and kind of calms me as well. So yeah.

Loving. Well, I am very loving and caring. I like to care for others. I like letting them know that I will always be there for them. I am very caring for younger ones. Like pups, I think those little things are so adorable. Like seriously, how cute are they! They make me happy. And I am sure that when I find my mate one day, I will love him and cherish him all the same.

Protective. I am super protective of my things. This one kind of goes hand in hand with jealousy. I get super jealous and protective of things that are mine. For example, my den. Yeah, that's mine. Keep away. Another thing that I get super protective over is boys. I don't know why. I feel like they are mine, and I am not really good at sharing so, yeah. I am protective of boys and I get jealous if any other females come in to our little circle thinking that they are like me or something.

My History goes like this, I was born. Ha. Okay, so I was born the youngest of three other males in the litter. My parents were very elderly. I was the only female that my mother ever gave birth to. Isn't that neat? Although, Papa never liked me. I suppose that is why I always hang around men, because I was craving my father's attentions. He tried to kill me before. I was a year old and he took me out to the woods to teach me how to 'hunt'. Mother was so proud that he was finally making an effort to like me. She kept on saying, "See, she isn't evil. Tonto." My auntie told me that my parent's heard an old wives tale saying something about if you only have sons all your life, that there is good luck to come, but if you are plagued with one female, then everything around you comes crashing down the day the female becomes fertile. So, I guess you could say that I was the cause of the death of my old pack...But back to the story, he brought me to the middle of the woods. I couldn't smell anything. It was dark, and I was scared. Then, one time I looked up and my Papa had his lips curled and his teeth showing at me. I went into submissive position immediately. I cowered asking why. He just shouted at me and lunged at me. I bolted back to where he had taking me. I ran as fast as I could swerving in every direction right before his teeth would clamp down on my tail, and then, I made it back, my mother watched me as I came hurdling in screaming in terror. My father ran in after me and stopped a few feet into the area. I his in between my mother's legs and cried. They began to fight and yell at each other, than the omegas came in and calmed everyone down.

It was a good thing I had my brother through everything. We would always have fun together and he would make me forget everything that was on my mind and only concentrate on the good things in life. It was a breath of fresh air. Of course, all my brothers were like that, it's just Diablo was more closer to me than any of the rest of them were.

When I turned two, along with my three other brothers, it was a grand celebration. I was actually going to be mated to some older guy. My mother was so proud, but my father was no where to be seen. It was in the middle of the celebration that we heard the crazed howls of the rogues. A whole bunch of them came down from the mountain caves and plagued our lands. They came after us and tore every wolf they could apart. Most of the pack wasn't quick enough getting out...

Anyways, currently I found a pack and I am doing somewhat okay. I have my brother with me so, all is okay.. I don't really like to talk about my past since it is sinister. And well, who would want to talk about that? But, I don't let me past keep me down too much. Which should be a good thing. I try to keep a bright outlook on things so I can show my pack in Heaven that I'm not a disgrace.
I like Boys. Meat. My Mom. A Pack. Pups. Flowers. They're so pretty.
I don't like rogues.Some females. My father.
I find no one extremely attractive.
I am single.
Anything Else? --_ I don't write in first person for the actual role play. _--

|| Diablo || 3 ||

...Don't Read A Book By Its Cover...
Well, my name is El Diablo Mismo. My name translates to The Devil Himself.
My nickname would be Diablo. That is really the only thing my parents, siblings and pack called me.
I'm a brute.
I am 3 years old.
I am 40 in.
I weigh 177 lbs.
My fur color is All black with some white and brown specs here and there.
My eyes are an amber color.
My Rank? Well, I'm really good at fighting or hunting. My strength and weight can bring down almost anything, with help of course.


...On The Inside Is Where It Counts...

So I will give you adjectives for how I act. I am your every day bad boy. I am protective. I am adventurous and just and all around flirt.

Bad Boy. Well, I never listened to the rules. Even when I was born, I was just a little rebel. Mom said it was time to eat now, nah, I'll eat later. Father said it was time to learn to hunt, nah, I'll go explore instead. Ha. That was just me. I never wanted to listen to anything that anybody told me. Which is weird how I became a warrior, when really I don't like doing what I am told. Oh, well, it is really just who I am. Nothing you can do to change me. The only real wolf I will listen to is the Alpha. His word or hers, is the only word that I will take seriously and attend to.

Protective. Whenever I do get a mate, she is mine. Even before that, I am going to stick with her every moment. That is jut the type of brute I am. You know? That kind of goes for food and other things as well, though. I am seriously way to overprotective with my stuff. The things that I kill, are mine, because I am usually too lazy to go out and kill something. As for like things I find, they are mine. I'm not sharing...with anyone...well, I take that back, I will share with my mate, and that is all. Ha.

Adventurous. Well, I am everywhere exploring constantly. I like to go around and move around. I cannot sit still for long. At all. I hate sitting still, actually. Boredom like kills me inside. I hate being bored. I need to be able to do something. I need to be able to go out and accomplish something so that way, I don't look like a pathetic loser that is only strapped on for the ride. But, that is what I think of everything.

Flirting. Haha. Might I say that I am well at it. Boy, don't you look stunning today. I mean, I say a lot of cookie things, and that is one of them, but I just like having fun. I hate dull moments. The guys and some of the girls bring that amazing fun that I need to have to support my sanity. Bet you've never heard that before. No, I need to keep doing whatever idiotic thing i am doing or else, I will go insane. Ha.

My History goes like this, And there I was, just sitting all innocently near my mother, trying to keep warm because Mother Nature decided that when I was born would be the perfect day to have a snowstorm. My other sibling around me were warm and it made me feel so comfortable lying with mom. Then, dad walks in with a large smile on his face. He sees my sister and it disappears. He growled and lunged at her, but mama bit at his muzzle before he could do so. I don't know why my dad hated her. She didn't do anything. Well, except that she was a fae.

And then we heard the rumors about my sister. She was the only fae that had ever came out of my mom. Which was weird. I had a lot of brothers and then just one sister. I didn't think that she was evil. I was always close with her and for the most part protected her from my dad. Then, my sister and my other brothers reached the age to be set up with another one of the pack members. Then, we all heard the howls of the crazed wolves, and I am sure you have heard the story before. Almost everyone dies and...yeah...so, here I am.

My sister and I are the only ones who made it out for the most part alive. We don't talk about what happened or anyone who passed. I miss them a lot. I try to not think of them, but when all you do is dream about all the good times you had with them, its hard. Very hard. But I keep my head up. Especially since we've been with this new pack for a while. Everything seems to be going good so far. And hopefully it can stay that way.
I like Faes. Meat. Exploring.
I don't like Lightening. Rogues. Loud sounds. Bears.
I find no one extremely attractive.
I am single.
Anything Else? Well, nope.

[mikhailo]

((Accepted. are they starting in the pack?))