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Sequoia licks her white paws clean, her ears twitching in pleasure as she does. The light silver fur on her body flows and blows as the wind does, and her blue eyes twinkles in the snow. Snowflakes fall ontop of her, making her fur even more white and silver-y. So bored... she says, scanning her surroundings, looking for someone to talk to.

[shrimpdog]

{- Played by loveTHATwolf -}

N a m e -
Senta
"And this is the only name you will call me by, ever."

G e n d e r -
Female
"I'm sorry, I didn't notice you were blind."

A g e -
four years two months and fifteen days
"I've been alive long enough to manage on my own, that's all you need to know."

D e s c r i p t i o n -
A thin wolf, somewhat smaller than most. Built for speed and agility, not for taking hits. Her body is fragile, but lightweight. Her coat is a soft color for the majority of the body, including a large mask on the face. A darker grey is found on her forehead, circling in a way that her eyes and the area around them seem to be highlighted. A small creamy while line trails down the center of the grey. The outer area of the ears darken from the grey into a color that is almost black, while the insides are a mix of light colors. Instead of the darker colors finding their way down her back they go forward onto her chest, where there are also some browns tinted in. A very light brown is found merged into the creamy white of her body in various spots.
"I'm standing right in front of your face, idiot."

P a c k -
Midnight Sun
"Not exactly. I just enjoy lurking here, they don't seem to share the same feelings."

S t a t u s -
Loner {Will become omega}
"If I'm not a part of the pack, I'll let you guess what I am."


P e r s o n a l i t y -
Senta's rude, but not mean. She doesn't give respect to anyone without them earning it. Which fuels her snappy and insulting commentary. Her words and thoughts lie on the darker side of things, but her heart is in the right place. This gal is a bit over confident, and commonly puts herself into trouble because of it. Many enjoy calling her cocky, and it's true. She's also very easily determined, if her mind is set to it, it will be done. Even if it kills her. Which brings the topic of loyalty. If you can gain Senta's respect then you hold her life in your paw, but that takes both time and patience. Working with her isn't easy because she happens to have a defect called selective hearing, but if she likes you she's pretty great.
"I can't tell you. You decide how you think I am."

H i s t o r y -
This lass was born into the Solar moon pack, living two years of her life there. It would have been great for any wolf... but Senta. She didn't really enjoy the equality and the ease of getting into the pack. It just wasn't challenging enough. On a rainy night she ditched them, but rumors about the Midnight Sun's dislike towards the Solar moon were quite known to her. Well, more than rumors. She had heard any trespasser from her pack... her previous pack were killed on the spot. And trust me, Senta didn't plan on dying. Her great plan was to "disappear" long enough to be forgotten then make her way into the Midnight Sun pack. She's been lurking around the Midnight sun territory for two years now, and she's starting to get bold enough to wander in the boarders.
"That's for me to know, and for you to never find out."



C r u s h -
Nobody
"Please, even if I did have one, I wouldn't be letting you know."

M a t e -
None
"Seriously? No. Just, no."

P u p s -
None
"Please leave me alone."

{- Derp -}

[Cakewalk]

ＡＤＡＬＹＮ
{Four Years Old || Lead Hunter || Solar Moon || Looks}
"I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked."

Addie was much too far from the pack's meeting area to here the command from the alpha. In fact, she had gone so far in her search for food that she was nearly to the edge of Solar Moon land, and as her brown eyes looked around the area, she noticed she was utterly alone and had no one to share the large fish she had caught with. She settled down at the edge of the stream with the trout lying on her front legs, still trapped between her powerful jaws. The thing had attempted to get away twice more before it died from the low levels of oxygen in its body. Now, the young wolf could feast on the somewhat foul-tasting thing. Truthfully, the lead hunter was not a huge fan of fish. The river dwelling creatures seemed to soak in the filth of the land, and, in her humble opinion, were the foulest tasting creatures. But this is what she had caught, and she could not let it go to waste.

She had, of course, considered attempting to haul it back to camp. However, it was a small prize for the energy it would take, and few would benefit stomachs would benefit from the fish, as it would feed maybe two wolves. Instead, she beginning tearing off large hunks of the meat and swallowing them without chewing, easing the pains in her belly that had gripped her for a long two days. Addie was often the one to go without eating when times were harsh. After all, it was her fault if the pack did not have enough food for its members, and it only seemed fair. Now, however, she knew that she would need her strength if she were to bring down something bigger that would feed the whole pack. Wait.

She pulled her head up and breathed in the scents around her, blocking out the strong scent of the prey in front of her. Yes, she had caught the faint scent of a nearby deer. Carefully, she pulled her head back, parting her smooth black lips, and pushed a song out from her vocal cords, calling to the pack, telling them to join her to bring down this deer. Before she had even finished her song and righted her petite head on her slim shoulders, she started forward, tail slashing through the air as a mischievous smile overcame her features. She would kill this deer and end its life in order to feed the pack. "No matter what," she swore to herself.

[ChibiWolfie]

((@loveTHATwolf:
Accepted. Welcome to the role play. c:))

((@Everyone:
I'm going to be busy for the next week or so, so I won't be able to edit the front, or accept any forms. In fact, I can't edit the front now. Just giving you guys a heads up. c:))

[shrimpdog]

W i t h: Alone || C r u s h: No one || C u r r e n t l y: Hunting || W h e r e: Next to Midnight Sun's territory || Looks

Senta's nose was almost touching the ground as she slowly padded forward, her ears flashing in multiple directions.

"Oh C'mon! Where did it go?"

Her nose worked furiously to pick the scent back up, her paws taking her in a zig-zag pattern by the boarder of the Midnight Sun territory. The marker was covering the rabbit trail Senta worked so hard to follow. Her eyes narrowed, she had only been looking outside of the boarder, what if the prey had gone inside? Her ears flicked forward and her nose lifted to the air, now searching for the scent of wolves, but she was only catching the smell of the boarder. The wolf stood still, considering if the risk was worth taking for a small meal. After a moment or two, yes was her decided answer. She walked over the boarder, quietly continuing her hunt. She soon picked up the trail again. She moved urgently, and the trail started loosing it's stale scent. Senta was now low to the ground as she crept forward, her small body moving both quickly and silently across the forest floor. Soon lunch was within sight. She waited only a short moment, as hunger urged her on. With a leap and a snap she tossed the hare skillfully into the air. Catching it in her deadly jaws, enjoying the copper taste in her mouth. But the rabbit didn't go down quietly. A sharp, far traveling squeal was released. Senta's ears quickly flicked back and forth, the cocky fae now nervous. She began leaving with her kill, quickly.

[randomnarwhal]

((@loveTHATwolf:
Accepted. Welcome to the role play. c:))

((@Everyone:
I'm going to be busy for the next week or so, so I won't be able to edit the front, or accept any forms. In fact, I can't edit the front now. Just giving you guys a heads up. c:))

((I'm busy too. Probably for the rest of this week.

[PuddingShark]

L U P A

Lupa walked on, eventually stopping in an isolated clearing on the edge of Solar Moon's territory. She scented the air for signs of prey, and caught a whiff of rabbit. Lupe tread forward on silent paws, ready to strike. Suddenly, the gleam of the rabbit's wild eye could be seen, and Lupa bolted, killing the rabbit in a quick strike. A good kill, but the rabbit was teensy-weensy. 'And stringy too.' Lupa analyzed the fresh kill after eating it. She felt it was harmless, seeing as the rabbit was so small. Lupe almost felt bad for killing it, it might still have been an adolescent. But a Wolf's gotta eat.

C R U S H none W H E R E edge of solar moon territory looks

[PuddingShark]

→ → ❝ Hear the wolfish baying cry, sometimes it sings of my own lies, of all the times we hide our eyes ❝

N A M E →
Cyrus
Cyrus means 'of the sun'. The name is Persian, but that is of no importance to Cyrus. His mother, a wolf of Solar Moon,
named him after his father, also in Solar Moon. Of course, both of his parents are dead now... Cyrus is pronounced 'Sigh-russ'

N I C K N A M E →
Cy
Basically just a shortened version of the name Cyrus, Cy is pronounced 'sigh'.

G E N D E R →
Male
Cyrus is male, not much to say here.

A G E →
2 5/8 years old.
This basically means that if Cyrus were human he'd be probably be about 28 or so years old.

P E R S O N A L I T Y →
Boisterous → thoughtful → Stubborn
Boisterous→ Cyrus is very outgoing- he doesn't wait for people to come to him. This helps him make friends easily.
Cy is also a bit of a show-off. He doesn't become embarrassed very easily either.
Thoughtful→ Even though the two traits 'outgoing and thoughtful' don't really go together,
Cyrus happens to be both. Even though he's wild at times, Cy also thinks things through before
he says or does them. Maybe that's why he's so fearless?
Stubborn→ Cyrus is very stubborn, he usually doesn't take 'no' for an answer.
Though perhaps this trait doesn't exactly fit with the Solar Pack, Cyrus is anyway. Sometimes
this trait can become annoying and tiresome, making Cyrus not the most well liked in the pack.

R A N K →
Fighter
Cyrus is a big, compact wolf. He isn't very light, or very fast, which makes him a better fighter.
Cyrus also likes his role as fighter. He enjoys training, and though fights don't often spring up, he's happy to be loyal towards his pack.

P A C K →
Solar Moon
Cyrus belongs in solar moon pack. He isn't as disciplined as most wolves are, so he wouldn't have been a good fit in Midnight sun.

C R U S H →
None
Cyrus is much to carefree to have a crush on anyone. Or is he?

O T H E R →
Well...
Derp

[MalleusGrey]

((accepted c:))

[spiff]

((Sorry I've been neglecting this roleplay for a couple days. Is there anywhere I can jump in? I have wolves in both packs.))