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[iJabez]

Betrayal will always find its' way into a pack. Whether its' a good pack, or a bad pack. You have to live with the fact that, betrayal will happen. Whether it comes for your alpha or your mate. You must watch your back.

Rules:

1. All of Tess' rules apply.
2. Not every wolf is perfect. End of story.
3. This is semi-lit so 3+ sentences. You must also have a semi-lit forum.
4. Do not go 2+ pages without me.
5. You may request a rank but that doesn't mean you will get it.
6. The alpha chooses their mates, and so do the higher ranks.
7. Try to keep even genders.
8. For every male there should be a female.
9. Respect me.
10. I encourage BETRAYAL, drama, and romance.
11. Please write in small and center.

The Pack:

Alpha Male: Canada's Choice.
Alpha Female: Canada
Alphas Pups: None Yet.

Beta Male: Egypt's Choice
Beta Female: Egypt

Delta Male: Denver
Delta Female: Denver's Choice.

Lead Hunter: Feofan
Lead Fighter: Farkas

Hunters: Red Leaves, Fey,Zharakal,Medival
Fighters: King, Royale
Scouts: Flavia, Aimée
Elders:

Pups:
Omegas: Nonna

Forum:

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{ Name • Age • Rank }
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Name:
Nickname(s):
Gender:
Age:
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Fur Color:
Eye Color:
Special Marks:
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Personality:
History:
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Crush:
Mate:
Pups:
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Family:
Rank Wanted:
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Territory:

Alpha's Den
Dens
Hunting Grounds
River

Weather:

Winter [ ]
Spring [ ]
Summer [ ]
Fall [X]
Snowing [ ]
Breezy [X]
Chilly [X]
Warm [ ]
Hot [ ]
Rainy [X]
Clear [ ]

Banned:

Moonwarrior

My Wolves:

{ •Canada • 4 Years • Alpha Female }
{ •Denver • 4 Years • Delta Male }

[iJabez]

{ .Open. }

[sugglet]

{ WIP. c: }

{ Red leaves • Three years • Hunter }


Name:
Red leaves.
Nickname(s):
Mostly Red, but anything else suitable is somewhat okay.
Gender:
Red leaves is a she-wolf, or whatever name you would call it.
Age:
Three years in the least.


Fur Color:
A simple, yet pretty shade of black laced thoroughly with grey and somewhat (thin and very scarce) white hairs.
Eye Color:
A shade of dull amber.
Special Marks:
Scars along her flanks admit the fights or injuries taken from hunting.


Personality:
Red leaves is an outgoing she-wolf, a bit of a show off in her level of skills and under a layer of sarcasm tends to be kindly to those in the pack. She is a serious competitor, and doesn't take losing a fight lightly. Cold, stern and snappy she's known as the easily moody fae, but you know, take her or leave her because she's still storing in the loyalty towards the pack and alphaess. Calm enough with her frustration not to scare anyone out of their fur, Red is a term of mood-swing, either grumpy, happy, relaxed, or annoyed enough to bite someone or something in her path. But I suppose this attitude is fit for her rank and the firmness she grasps in her tone is easy to spook youngsters or straying too far in loners. And yes, as usual there is a spark of care in the dull heart of this she-wolf somewhere, if you can find it, then good for you - but the so-far ambitious young wolf stands her ground in the voice she prepares for whatever she'd like...no, not acting alpha, just acting as herself which is hard enough as it is for others. I wouldn't have a clue if the wolves in the pack found her annoying, but she does have a skill for hunting and does add up to her ranking - but impressing brutes and fae's ain't on her fancy list and she won't bother to show off for the deed.
History:
Ah, well...her history was rather sad, I must say. She was born on a winter day, just before the beginning of spring. The weather being cold chilled each of the six cubs of the litter, but they managed to live until the warmth cooked in. Fur grown long enough to rid of the coldness, each bundle of fluff soon where able to adventure with sight, an odd thing for them at the time, as Red leaves was one for exploring and didn't bother to wait for her litter-mates. The young she-wolf soon got lost on a stormy night, her fur soaked and skin chilled as the yowls of helplessness split the air in a screech, she needed her mother's warmth and milk, but where was the older she-wolf? No where to be seen. Scared of the thunder and lightning, the cub made way into the roots under a tree and curled up, yipping in her sleep as tears pierced her eyes. As dawn light woke her from final sleep, Red leaves saw the familiar face of her mother, looking down upon her with wide, worried eyes as pups crowded beneath her belly. The large jaw of the older wolf clamped onto her scruff and lifted her from the roots. a soft tongue flattening the fluffed up fur. But then came the crack and stench of humans. The cubs squeaked and curled closer to mother's leg, but the bullet pierced into the old fae, and soon enough she stumbled to the ground, eyes fluttering shut...
She doesn't know what happened to her siblings, only that she ran away and was found by the pack, soon enough growing into a fit hunter without memory of the tragedy.


Crush:
None so far, and I doubt there will be any time soon.
Mate:
None, as noted above.
Pups:
....None.


Family:
Deceased mainly.
Rank Wanted:
Hunter
Other:
Nope, not that I know of.

{ King • Four years • Fighter }


Name:
King
Nickname(s):
None that I see you could possibly make out of his short name.
Gender:
Wolf / male / brute / etc.
Age:
Four years young.


Fur Color:
King's coat is a mixture of different colours, each trending through each other and causing a beautiful design. Blacks, whites, grey, browns, and different shades of the patterns make him look rather handsome.
Eye Color:
A beautiful and surprising light blue, swirled in with darker along the edges. They are quite startling of appearance.
Special Marks:
As he is a fighter, you would expect many scars on the body - but they are all hidden under thick fur. The only noticeable ones are down his hind legs, which are crisscrossed in early wounds, and one blind eye which has a tiny scar down it's side. (He is deaf in one ear, also, but this is hard to notice.)


Personality:
Ah, King, even for his ranking, is an innocent soul. He desires to one day be set free of the cruelty he puts down upon any trespassers, but alas, it's his job. Lovely and a somewhat drowsy daydreamer, the handsome wolf isn't one to go out there and impress ladies - no...he's too shy and bottled up for it. Any bad attitude among this? Well, of course...because he ain't no Gary-sue. His history reflects some uncertain clumsiness to his actions - and a bad habit of ignoring some wolves...not in a way of evil, just because he's somewhat deaf in one ear. Kind but not calm tips the iceberg, but the moments of panic don't last long, if there's company to his lonely feelings. Pure in heart, a caring and gentle soul King is one of the most soft wolves' you could meet...even if he is expected to fight for his pack-mates, it will add up eventually until he can retire into a peaceful life before his own death.
History:
As a cub his four siblings died, leaving him to be left with his mother...who was a first time parent and lacked the kindness he had needed. Whenever a question pierced his lips, a sharp 'snarl' of disapproval came in reply and so he was silenced to follow along the muddy paw-steps. Confused when growing up into a healthy teen, as his parent still lived a loner's life and as did he, King was dismissed into the wilderness at an unexpected time, and as he made way into the coldness of the woods - a lovely sight appeared in front of him, a pretty she-wolf stood among an archway between two trees, the only threat shown was a bristling of the fur, but it was in fear. She was young, also...just as he. As King edged forth, cowering to the ground with his ears floppy to show no sign of attack, the she-wolf came fro until they were nose to nose. After a while of silence and staring, the two finally agreed on travelling together to find a pack...but as they grew close and he became fond of the lovely fae, she was taken from grasp as a group of rogues came into sight and jumped them, pinning her to the ground and easily killing the unsuspecting wolf, but King was stronger and more aware of the danger, escaping with his own life...but a lingering sadness. That night he was going to ask her if she'd be his...but one more thing was taken away...until finally he found the pack, friendly enough to live in and awaited his ranking to kill the rogues.


Crush:
"I don't believe I could love again...not now."
Mate:
"I wouldn't bother repeating that question, it's an obvious answer."
Pups:
None.


Family:
Deceased or unknown.
Rank Wanted:
Fighter
Other:
None.

[iJabez]

{ Accepted but needs to be finished. Ok, and what rank does she want? }

[sugglet]

{ Would fighter be okay? }

[iJabez]

{ For the male? }

[sugglet]

{ Yes. }

[iJabez]

{ Yeah just make him real quick (; }

[seashell.]

{Could you reserve beta female for me? I will use either Moon, or a character named Egypt. My male will be a fighter. Btw, if I don't get beta, That's fine :) }

{ Egypt • 24 moons • Beta female }


Name: Egypt Reese Hoolian
Nickname(s): "Please, just call me Egypt."
Gender: "Female, or fae."
Age: "I am 24 moons of age. that's roughly 4 years."


Fur Color: "Well, It's hard to describe. It's a light beige color with points of dark brown and highlights of red."
Eye Color: "In the summer, a soft gold like the sunset. In the winter, a striking yellow. And sometimes in the rain, they turn a bright hazel."
Special Marks: "I don't like to talk about it....but I have a slightly twisted left paw. Actually, twisted is a bad word to use. It's splayed, and on it a swirl pattern. Don't ask me why."


Personality: Egypt is very classy with wolves of her ranking, and kind to those below her. She is respectively submissive, and with do anything to protect the members of her pack. This fae often goes hungry, putting others before herself. But she is far from perfect. Egypt can be anti-social, seclusive, emotional, and she has some trust problems. It's all about her past.
History: When Egypt was young, her father {whom was the alpha} died. Her power thirsty mother, Reese, took over and exiled all wolves from the Hoolian kingdom who were "imperfect." Some survived, most were slaughtered. Males killed their own mates; Mothers murdered their own young. "It was chaos. That's the only word in can use. "

Now Egypt wanders and travels, surviving off the land, and stealing what she can to help others. "I came across an orphaned bear cub once. He traveled with me throughout adulthood. But one day....He was killed. By other bears. I tried to fight them off, but they were three times my own size. I have lived with the guilt everyday."


Crush: "We'll see."
Mate: "Not yet dearie."
Pups: "OH. um. No."


Family: "I...I don't even know. "
Rank Wanted: "Beta female, please. I would like to be close to the alpha."
Other: "I have a horrible allergy to Bush daisies. "

[iJabez]

{ Accepted Eggi and yeah beta is all yours! }