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• Red leaves •
The huntress nodded her head towards Nonna, but didn't feel in the place to speak as Feofan's stern gaze caught her unaware. With a hefty sigh, she padded up to the delta and gathering wolves for the trip. It's about time. The she-wolf thought, eyes glittering in excitement. With a slight yawn from her earlier nap, Red paced in waiting for the hunt to begin, her nose to the ground and ready to scent out prey...when she heard Denver and Feofan argue, but not clearly on what they spoke of. Trying to lean in closer without being noticed, she flicked her ears in irritation and sat down.

[iJabez]

{ Accepted. }

[Malédiction]

{Thanks.}

{ Royale - Fighter }
Royale's eyes scanned her surroundings, taking note of every wolf. Her ears were angled forwards, listening to bits-and-pieces of conversation. Listen here Feofan, you break my sisters' heart, consider yourself an outcast. Royale was surprised to hear Denver's threat. But again, Feofan seemed to get on everybody's nerves. Sitting back on her haunches, her eyes searched the camp once more, her eyes resting on where she'd just seen King enter the dens. Shaking out her dusty pelt, Royale sank down onto her belly and sighed, staring up at the sky.

{ Medieval - Hunter }
Medieval slowly opened his eyes, his head resting on his paws as he yawned. Morning sun filtered into the dens, catching in the few puddles that lined the back wall of the cave. Pushing himself onto his paws, he stretched his front legs forward, his bones screaming in protest. He'd been stiff ever since the last deer hunt, but he didn't know why. The Hunter slipped out of the den into the open sunlight, although the crisp autumn air made him shiver. Looking over to the far wall of camp, he caught sight of his sister and walked over to her, smiling at her as she looked up at him. Good morning, Roe. he greeted warmly, but as she didn't answer he felt the smile slip from his lips. Nuzzling her shoulder, he left her side and headed to where all the other Hunters were gathered, straining to hear what they were talking about. Are we going hunting soon? he asked Red Leaves as he reached her side, confusion flashing in his eyes as he watched Feofan and Denver.

[pouty]

}{{ Hi, would you mind reserving a female hunter and male fighter spots for me please ? ^-^ }}{

[Rotten]

{Well, I was stalking Sightless-Bird's posts and happened upon this lovely little RP. Do you mind reserving a Female Fighter and a Male Hunter for me please?}

((Pfft~ Stalking my post are you Love? XD))

The minute Canada growled at him Feofan lowered his ears and looked at the ground, not wanting to face his alpha's wrath. "Of course my dear alpha. I shall make sure that we will have more then enough for the pack." he promised and watched her go. What a touchy female. Playing? Pfft...He wasn't that much of a clown was he? Feofan sighed then got up and was going to gather his hunters when Denver cut him off. Oh here we go. He thought with a mental smirk. Denver was always entertaining when he was acting tough. Of course Feofan wasn't stupid, he knew that Denver was tough and could easily put him in his place. However, it was just amusing to watch him. Feofan's ears lowered and he looked away respectfully. "Ah Denver..." he greeted. He then listened to Denver and gave him a shock expression as if he just grew wings. "What?!" he exclaimed. "Take out the weak? Break Canada's heart? What in the name of Fenrir are you talking about?!" he asked. "We have no weak links here. We are the best pack in the world! We have been doing so well lately. Why on earth do you think I would want to change that?!" he demanded but then he let out a gasp. "This is because I never let Nonna on hunts isn't it? You know that's only because the last time she was on a hunt she charged ahead without orders and scared off the herd. The pack didn't get to eat for a week because of her reckless actions. I just don't want to take her again to prevent that risk!" he claimed before a cold look came into his eyes. "Denver..." he started. "You think I would hurt the alpha's heart? How dare you accuse me of such an act! I am your packmate! That means we are brothers and you smudge are trust with lies and accusations?! The hurt I feel right now can not even be expressed!" he snarled. "Now if you'll excuse me...I have to go now and provide for the pack." he growled and whipped around. He went to the middle of the clearing and saw that most of his hunters were already waiting. But just to make sure that they all knew...he let out a hunting howl, indicating that a hunt was about to take place and to gather around him.

Nonna looked hurt when Red Leaves padded away. Did she say something wrong? She then heard bickering and saw Denver and Feofan making a scene. She gave a sad frown. She avoided Denver so she didn't know his opinion on her but she did know Feofan wasn't too fond of her. She didn't mind that Feofan didn't like her. The two kept it a secret, but Nonna was basically Feofan's neighbor as a pup. Sometimes her and Feofan's pack would mingle. She remembered that Feofan's mother had such a white pelt that it looked like she was born from the snow. But her most noticeable feature was her yellow eyes. They were as cold as her son, Feofan's, and her smile held just as much mockery as his. She remembered that Feofan was a big mama's boy. The only way to catch Feofan off guard was to talk about his mother. She was surprised when she found out that he was in this pack too and when she asked how his mom was doing, the look he gave her was one she did not think he could make. It was filled with such emotion... Nonna was broken out of her thoughts of Feofan when Canada came over. Nonna wagged her tail and jumped in place. "Hi Canada!" she greeted, forgetting her manners and of being submissive. Upon her words Nonna's eyes lit up with excitement. "I would love to go on the hunt!" she exclaimed with pure joy. She then heard Feofan's hunting howl and quickly ran over to the hunting group without another word to Canada, too excited to say anything else.

[Malédiction]

{Well, I was stalking Sightless-Bird's posts and happened upon this lovely little RP. Do you mind reserving a Female Fighter and a Male Hunter for me please?}

((Pfft~ Stalking my post are you Love? XD))

[pouty]

{ Isabella • 3 • Hunter }


Name:
Isabella
Nickname:
Bella
Gender:
Fae
Age:
3 years old.


Fur Color:
A plane white for the upper half of her body and it begins to darken as it goes down. The fur around her lips is a shade of black and the inside fur of her ears turns a light grey colour.
Eye Color:
A bright, sky blue colour.
Special Marks:
n/a


Personality:
Just like her looks, Isabella's personality has some unknown edge to it. The edge will become unknown for those who don't desire her friendship.

Bella has a hard, thick shell around the edge. She is very bouncy and talkative around everyone and anyone, along with having no knowledge of personal space. She is manipulated easily without her knowledge and the question of friendship will be asked to anyone, even some tress passer. Sure, she is a hunter and kills on daily bases, but that is a survival thing. As for battles for territory or a mate, Bella finds them useless and tries to talk her way out of everything, even her pack duties like going for a hunt to keep the wolves alive or killing a wolf if it would cause her danger. She would rather gain a friend than gain a feeling of guilt after killing a life of a being like herself.
By being giggly, bouncy, bubbly and friendly, Isabella often finds herself being hurt over the most simple thing. By being told that she won't go on a patrol, after asking. It might sound stupid, but because Bella isn't usually the one to ask for duties she will thing that by rejecting her away from the hunting patrol, the wolf is trying to tell her '' You are useless and we don't need you to survive '' . But sooner or later she will realize that she is wrong and if the alpha thought she was useless she wouldn't have accepted her into the pack and would kick her out.

Then there is the '' other side '' or the edge. Bella has no knowledge of it, nor does she realize that she has it. So as long as she doesn't know, no one shall know.
But its there and it will stay and follow her until her life span comes to an end. The '' edge '' is something buried deep within her history.Its so cruel and brutal that Isabella's mind had to get rid of the memory to function properly, so she grew out of it. That's why the fae over reacts every rejection and every sentence that involves denying her offer.
As for the memory itself, her brain isn't a genius nor can it just swipe itself clean so that Bella will never acknowledge her past. So the only way for her to realize that she does not have a perfect mental status is to come back to the place that the memory was formed.
History:
History... Things that happened in the past. The reason that '' the edge '' was formed.
It was all like a light dream that turned into the most hated nightmare..
She was a young pup. All wrapped up in her mothers warmth and care. Her father cared for them both, providing love and food for them both. But after his death when Bella turned 1, her mother just stopped... Stopped everything... Feeling, Eating, Walking... Giving a sign of life. Bella hated it and kept erging her mother to move, to eat... She didn't want to loose her...
After 2 moths, Bella lost all hope for her mother's life, but loved her all the same. She knew that now she was the one to hunt for them both and so she did.. For her first time.. Just for 5 minutes.. The place wasn't too far away.. It was just for 5 short minutes..

But when she came back it was too late... The bear was trailing her mothers frail but still calling for help body while Bella just stood there, too shocked to move... Her body refused to obey orders and it took her 2 minutes to realize what was happening. But it was a delayed reaction, everything was just gone.. Everything and everyone she loved.. Nothing. There was just nothing to live for anymore...

After being a loner for a year, Bella stumbled upon a growing pack. Even though she wasn't living fully, Bella had proven herself right of the pack and was accepted in. Soon Bella fell head over heals for a wolf, but it was just like any fae and it soon passed. Then, this wolf began to act normal and live life just the way she had. Then all of the nightmares past away and she could have a somewhat normal life.

But after all, the history will catch up with you sooner or later... Right ?


Crush:
n/a
Mate:
n/a
Pups:
n/a


Family:
n/a
Rank Wanted:
Hunter is okay for now.
Other:
Nope x3

{ Kinet • 3 • Fighter }


Name:
Kinet
Gender:
Brute
Age:
3 years old


Fur Color:
It had different shades of brown in it along with grey, black, creamy and white.
Eye Color:
A fire like amber.
Special Marks:
Three claw marks on the right side of his tummy. It covers up the whole of his body, apart from his neck and head.


Personality:
Kinet is the wolf that get angry pretty easily and is rather aggressive. It doesn't take a lot to get into a blood bath whether it is within the camp or not. Kinet will not look around to see if someone is watching, he will just throw himself at you and let his claws do the rest.
Being like that, this brute learned not to fall for tricks easily. Apart from walking straight into a fight, he thinks about his decisions three times before actually full filling them. But its not impossible to make him follow your orders without him knowing, but you might want to know that it isn't as easy to full him.

So because of being aggressive, not all wolves got to know Kinet's ' soft side '. He is gentle and smiley with all of the faes, no matter what rank and their personalities. He would try to make them laugh by being silly or by just talking and telling them funny things that he has been through, so its not that hard to become friends with him, just if you would get to know him.
History:
Kinet had a normal past. He was born as a loner, so knows of survival without the pack.


Crush:
n/a
Mate:
n/a
Pups:
n/a


Family:
n/a
Rank Wanted:
Any high rank, but thats just like everyone.
Other:
n/a

[Malédiction]

{Anyone open for Royale or Medieval?}

[F i r e.]

{ Alik • 5 • Fighter }


Name: Alik
Nickname(s): Just Alik
Gender: Male
Age: 5


Fur Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue
Special Marks: A paw on his left leg


Personality: He is extremely quiet and sweet. Most of his friends influence his desicions when he is with them. Although when he is alone he likes to be sweet but quiet. He is a party animal though. He can be very hyper active but that almost never happns. It only happens hen he is around his crush
History: He has lived always in the pack


Crush: Canada
Mate: Nope
Pups: Wants...


Family: All died
Rank Wanted: Alpha, but is Fighter
Other:

[Rotten]

{Yes. Yes I am. :3}
{Anyone open for Royale or Medieval?}

((Ew gross. I have a stalker XD
Anyways, if ya want, I say Nonna is free right now since she's basically jumping around the hunting party, waiting for it to start. ;3))