::Wolves of the Stars::Open::Literate Roleplay

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:: W O L V E S ::
:: O F :: T H E :: ST A R S ::
:: L I T E R A T E :: R O L E P L A Y::

Once upon a time, there where Wolves. Wolves that owned the Land. Wolves that were Mighty, but that all changed when Mankind started to dominate and take over everything. Those Wolves - The Wolves of the Stars - were forced to leave and hide. Fearing for their lives. But that all changed once again, when they started to fight back. Now, there is a small treaty with the Humans and Wolves. They would not cross each others lands. All worked well, until now. The Wolves of the Stars are slowly losing all they're food. Wolves are turning against each other to survive. Now, there are 2 Packs, but they are still called the Wolves of the Stars, even though they split. The Packs are called; The Doomed Willow Pack and the Silver Obsidian Pack. Both packs are now at each others throat. Fighting for survival. Will all be well again?


The Hunting Grounds
The Lake seperating the Packs
The Doomed Willow Territory
The Silver Obsidian Territory

The Prey:
Elk
Deer
Hare

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RULES AND FORMS:

•Tess Rules•
•Swearing is Allowed•
•Keep Genders Even•
•Do Not Crush or Mate on your own Character•
•Two Wolves Per Person•
•Use your own Form•
•You can Fight the Alpha's to get their Rank•
•Pretty Posts Required•
•Pretty Form Required•
•Not a lot of Gore•
•This is a Literate Roleplay. I require a Writing Sample•
•If you have a Writers Block. You can post a Paragraph with 5 or more lines•
•Realistic Pelts Please•
•Be Active. If not, you will be taken out of the Roleplay and your Wolf will be killed•
•Talk in Out of Character, in Brackets•
•No Out of Character Fighting•
•Be Respectful to One another•
•No God-Modding•
•No Powerplaying•
•No Perfect Characters•
•No Spam•

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T H E . D O O M E D .W I L L O W

αlpнα мαle - Win her Heart|Fight for it
αlpнα ғeмαle- Celestia
вeтα мαle- Hawkwing
вeтα ғeмαle- Win His Heart
leαd ғιɢнтer- Reserved for Sherlock Howles
ғιɢнтerѕ -
- Scourge
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leαd нυɴтer -
нυɴтerѕ-
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oмeɢαѕ-
- Hunter
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pυpѕ-
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T H E. S I L V E R. O B S I D I A N

αlpнα мαle - Earn it|Fight for it
αlpнα ғeмαle- Earn it|Fight for it
вeтα мαle- Win her Heart
вeтα ғeмαle- Honiahaka
leαd ғιɢнтer-
ғιɢнтerѕ -
- Reserved for Sherlock Howles
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leαd нυɴтer -
нυɴтerѕ-
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oмeɢαѕ-
-Silentbrook
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pυpѕ-
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I N F O R M A T I O N

Dominant
~Ears forward + Bite muzzle + Growling = I am your Alpha!
~Stiff Legged + Ears pulled back upward + Tall + Tail high = Do you dare disrespect me?
~Snaps air + Bite side + Head below shoulders = Get out of here!
~Pushing on shoulders with paws + Growling + Snapping = Submit now!
~Bares teeth + Glares at = Im not in the mood right now, Leave me alone!
~Chest puffed out + Ears forward + Legs straight + Tail up = Who are you?

Submissive
-Ears pulled back + Whining + Tail low = I'm sorry! Please forgive me!
-Ears pulled back + Whimpering + Tail tucked + Looking away or on ground = I mean no harm
-Ears flat against head + Arched back + Tail tucked + Whining = Fear
-Ears flat against head + Arched back + Tail tucked + Lick Alpha’s chin = You are my Alpha
-Ears flat against head + Roll on back exposing neck/belly + Tail tucked = I give up! You are my alpha/I'm sorry!
-Bows head = Respect

Threats
~Lowers head + Snarls = I’m warning you!/Last chance!
~Snarls / Bares teeth = Get away!
~Snarls + Bristles + Bares teeth = Back off!
~Feign lunges = I will attack!
~Backs away + Growls = I’ll get you later
~Ears back + Tail tucked + growling low = Scared or get away!
~Snaps at air = Leave now!
~Male crouches in front of female and bares at other male: She’s mine!

Social
-Lick constantly = Grooming
-Lick cheek / Nuzzle = Comfort/It's ok
-Tackle + nip anywhere on body = Let's playfight!
-Paws face = Your silly
-Play bow + bounds away = Can't catch me!
-Roll on back = I give up!
-Flick ears = Unsure

Nose Touches
-Nose to Nose: You are the one.
-To Forehead: I respect and love you, friend.
-To Cheek: You are such a cutie.
-To Stomach: It’s okay, it’s just a kick to mate, it also means hey guys! to the pups.
-To Neck: Protect me.
-To Chest: You have a beautiful soul

♥Rules Of Love♥
♥ Licks cheek= You’re cute
♥ Licks ear + forehead = Will you be my mate?
♥ Licks nose = I love you/ We belong together
♥ Licks tail = Im ready to mate
♥ Licks between eyes = You know I love you so much
♥ Rubs tail under chin = Flirty
♥ Rubs body against = You are mine now
♥ Lick on the belly = I'm ready for pups or I want pups
♥ Twine tails = Be mine
♥ Lays head on back = Dont forget that you are mine
♥ Look into each others’ eyes = I think I’m falling for you

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O W N E R ;
Lady Loki

M O D E R A T O R S ;


M E M B E R S ;
-Lady Loki
-Felicity&Jameson
-Maya.
-ᴍʏᴛʜ + ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ
-Bati

B A N N E D . M E M B E R S

M O D E R A T O R . F O R M ;

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N E W S A N D R E C A P S

~ U P D A T E S~

•Currently in Spring. Morning. Chilly. Cloudy. Windy.•


Freezing • Cold • Chilly • Mild • Warm • Hot

Clear • Cloudly • Drizzle • Rain • Heavy Rain • Thunder • Lightning • Hail

Dry • Humid • Light Snow • Snow • Blizzard • Breezy • Windy • Frost • Foggy • Stormy

~ N E W S~

•October 27| Roleplay was Made | •

~ R E C A P S ~

•All the Wolves should be waking up. •

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Name; "My name is Celestia. Short for Celestial which means Diving or Holy."

Age; "I am two years. Rather young."

Gender; "I am a Fae, if your eyes lie too you."

Given Rank; "I am Alpha Fae."

Pack; "I come from the Doomed Willow Pack."

Appearance; "I am a White Fae with cloudy Icy Blue eyes. My fur is silk like."

Personality; "Other Wolves find me Charming and Distant. They say, I have a Cold Demanour. Being Calm, Observant, Collected and Reserved."

Past; "My Past was hard at the time. A young pup being abandoned in the harsh climatic conditions with my fellow siblings. Fairing well and worse at the time. I watched my siblings succumb to the harsh weather. Fade away in the environment surrounding us, like they never existed in the first place. By the time, I was able to fully grasp the situation, it was nearly too late. I was nearly eaten alive. So I started out slowly, trying to find shelter and food.Competing against other wolves and animals. This stopped though once I was 9 Months. I was welcomed in the Swift Ones"

Crush; "No one has caught my eye."

Mate; "No one has caught my eye."

Kin; "Presumbly all Deceased."

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{Celestia}{Fae}{2 Years}{Vine}{Single}

Celestia moved against the breeze. A small hare in her jaws. It was currently windy. And none too lightly. She growled. She didn't wan't to put up with the wind and the storm just yet. She was hoping she could go to her den, before it started to break out. But it seemed she was a bit too slow with her hunt. She blamed her predicament on the hare she tried too catch. Now you may be thinking why she would waste her time on a hare. It was because most of the prey went away, from the humans. But she was lucky enough to have catch it.

Her body got lower to the grass and fern covered ground. Hoping to keep her balanced with the snow attacking her. Compared to other days, this was the 'Calm before the Storm' and if she stayed there any longer she would be envoloped when the Storm arrived. Painstakingly, she trudged a bit faster. She could barely see her den, through the storm. She just needed a few

more minutes and she would be safe within the comfort of her den.

When she entered her den, she shook her body. Getting rid of the twigs that had fallen on her. Going further inside, she dropped the hare on the stone floor, as she muttered to herself "Next time, a Hare won't be worth it, when I have to go hunt before the storm..." before dipping her head to the red matted fur of the carcass. Her jaws opening to rip at the flesh. Her muzzle now going a light pink, as it soaked up the staining liquid. Smiling she said quietly "But at least I don't have to wait a few hours doing nothing, when the storm subsides..." as she dug into her feast. The crunches and rips of the bones and flesh, becoming none existant as the wind howled, and the sounds of hail and snow hitting her den became the only thing you could hear in the weather. All the noises from before, falling to the harsher noise, that became dominant to her ears, as she ate quietly.

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Name; "My name is Scourge. Meaning Whip or Administer of Punishment and Torture..."

Age; "I am Four and a Half Years Old. Been alive for a few years..."

Gender; "I am a Brute. If you call me feminine... I will make you suffer"

Given Rank; "I am stationed as a Fighter. My years of battle and Fighting have paid off nicely."

Pack; "I come from the Doomed Willow Pack."

Appearance; "I have long thick but silky black fur. I have bright musky and cloudy blue eyes. If you look close enough you could hint other colors as well. I have pearl white claws and teeth."

Personality; "I am Bold, Prideful, Arrogant, Distrustful, Sly and Detached. I find it.. quite a hassle to socialise to other wolves. So I don't make an effort to. Only when I know I can trust them, I will let my facade fall slowly. but you will have to be very.. persistant"

Past; "I never tell my past. But I will give you a small insight. I was born into the Pack. Raised by my Father Morpheus. The used to be Beta Male. A close friend to the Alpha's."

Crush; "I find that love is a worthless thing. A wasteful word. And an equally wasteful Sentiment."

Mate; "I will only Mate for when I find out that I need to. The feeling of my bloodline continuing is strong, so I need to have a mate. But I still have not chosen who though."

Kin; "I have no Kin. I killed them. Ask why? Survival of the fittest. They attacked me first. Plain and Simple"

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{Scourge}{Brute}{4 Years and a Half}{Winter}{Single}

Scourge lied in his den. His eyes trained on the White Blue Eyed Fae. She was indeed appealing to the eyes. But he did not care. He chuckled softly as he noticed the wind pushing her a bit back. A small patch of red showing near her muzzle. He frowned to himself as he said quietly to himself "Either she got attacked.. or she went hunting. " he was then corrected when he saw the beady withdrawn eyes of the hare. Smiling to himself he thought 'Oh... it seems she went out too hunt. But in this condition? I would rather wait for the storm to stop..' before his eyes followed the young fae until she was out of view.

Returning his gaze to the now empty entrance of the door he sighed. He would have nothing to do, until the storm subsided. Which would be in a few hours. Not finding the outside interesting, he got up. Stretching his limbs. Hearing them crack under the pressure he was giving out. Shaking himself, he turned around and walked further into his large den, he used to share with his other kin. The ones he killed in desperation. The kin that had betrayed him. The time, where he changed completely to his current self. The time where he was weak and pathetic. But that was because he will survive. He wouldn't die. He would put up a hell of fighting before they took his life from him.

Growling unconsciensly he spat out "They needed to die. They made the first move." before smiling slowly and saying "And I should thank them. They made me who I am now... before going to the corner of the den, and laying there. His ears twitching slightly as the wind got harsher and harsher. Broken twigs and leaves landing just inside the entrance of the den. The winds howling becoming loud. Drowing every other noise that used to be heard.

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