Winter Forever {Semi-Lit Wolf RP{Open&Accepting

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((@ ThreeDaysGraceRocks. I'm not sure if you're literate enough so please gave me an example of your normal post

@Munin Accepted^.^))

[Munin]

(Awesome thanks =3 May I ask when we may begin? C=)

[Fire And Ice]

((Oh we are begin,I will post soon))

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{{ Yay C: }}

[Fire And Ice]

{Crow|Male|Alpha|Single|In Camp|With: Moonlight}
The grey brute sat at the entrance of camp watching the snow falling,it was now fall and blizzards and storms will become more common,this was also the time for the pack to stoke up because winter shows it's face,that was one thing about living in a land where it was always snowing,there was never good hunting ever also because of this wolves from this pack have been known for their great hunting skills even fighters where good hunters. They couldn't afford to lose anything food. Crow glances to a side where his sister was,his sister was an omega due to reason he didn't know,she hadn't committed any crimes but she was an omega anyway so even as her littermate Crow still treated her like any other omega.
"Go and fetch Caia"He says with a low voice before he looks back to the area in front of him,their camp was to the edge of the forest they lived in so all he was open space which he didn't feel comfortable in but during this time of year for some very odd reason,a herd of elk pass through this open space to get to their new grazing grounds and that was when the whole pack would join in for the hunt,he grinned and watched with bright eyes as he remembered last years hunt,he wasn't Alpha then but he was lead fighter and it was one of the best hunts he was in that winter they survived on the elk they had,it was a pentiful time.

((Me feeling too lazy to rp Moonlight at the moment))

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{{ Haha, I know how that feels }}

Cᴀɪᴀ

| Page 1 | Fae | 5 years | Beta Female | Current Love Status: Crush on Crow |

"Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it is free will."

Caia awoke from her good night's sleep to the colness of fall. She stretched in her nest and quickly flattened her ruffled whitish-cream fur. Her amber orbs slid to where the outside veiw was. Some leaves were onte trees, but since winter was so near now, almost every tree was bare. The fae stood, and after stetching again, walked out of her cozy, warm den and stood outside for a few moments, studying the camp. Some wolves were still asleep and their dens, but some were bustling around, and she spotted Crow, sitting with his sister. The beta fae flicked an ear back and looked elsewhere, of anything that might be of interest to her. She thought about going and getting something to eat, but the pack needed it more than she did, since she wasn't exactly starving. With a yawn, she sat and thought about what to do.

Hɪᴋᴀʀᴜ

| Page 1 | Brute | 4 years | Fighter | Current Love Status: Nothing |

"A wise wolf learns by the mistakes of others,
a fool by his own"

Hikaru awoke in the fighter's den, as he had done pretty much his whole life. He barely stirred, only to stretch, and close his eyes once more. He stiffened when a fall, cold breeze swept through the den. All he wanted to do was to curl up and go back to sleep. He probably could too, as all fighters did was sit around and do nothing, since not a lot of attacks were made on the pack, but there was the threat of rogues or bears, or anything like that. But it was very un-likely that today something dreadful would happen where one of the fighters would have to go and fight for the pack. By the time that thought was finished, he was asleep once more, his nose buried in his grey fur, and he was curled up like a little pup. If anyone needed him, they could just wake him up.

[Munin]

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{Female ~ Lead Fighter ~ No crush/mate}

Her eyes wandered steadily around the fighter's den, silently observing everything down to the smallest dust blowing across the stone cold floor of the cave. She shivered slightly from the cool fall wind that rushed it's way into the den in hopes of finding an ajar crevice that it could escape into. Sketch stood up on her gray paws as the hunger of her stomach took over the control of her body. She wasn't usually one to actually feel the need for food. Suck it up and deal with it, a phrase that she always repeated when feeling the longing for food. Taking one last glance before leaving the warmth of all the other fighters resting their eyes in the den, and padded out into the snow covered land that they called home.

Sketch shook out her dust covered fur and quietly padded towards the border of the camp, the snow making quietly crunching noises as she did so. She sat down as she began coming into view of the outskirts of their territory. " Well that is just fan-freaking-tastic. There never is any threats against this pack." Sketch murmured under her breath, also making small clouds in the freezing air from her muzzle. " Makes sense since there is barely no prey here..." She continued on talking to herself. "Grr... I need to practice some fighting before I get rusty..." Sketch growled and then swung her head back towards the camp as she noticed that some of the wolves were beginning to awake now.

The fae got back up onto her four paws and padded back towards the alpha's den, ready to say the same thing that she said every single day. Sketch stood outside of his den silently, tail flicking gently along with the wind. " Permission to speak sir?" She said to Crow as she put her tail down and ears back in a submissive stance.

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{Male ~ Pup ~ No crush/mate}

A small high pitched yawn came out of the nursing den. Inferno stretched out his body, opening his jaw wide open and letting out another yawn. He shivered from a blast of cold wind that blew into the den, knowing that it wasn't just him feeling this colder weather. Inferno bounded out of the cave with his claws clicking on the stone. As he felt the snow under his paws, his head immediately shot up towards the sky. Inferno sniffed the air, searching for the adults to get away from the other noisy and irritating pups. He padded around the camp, greeting every wolf that came into sight, before noticing a fighter still in his den that was also still sleeping like a pup. Inferno's head tilted slightly to the side as he glanced at Hikaru, curled up into a gray ball.

[.imagine.dragons.]

»»name Vestra.
»»gender female.
»»age five years old.
»»pack this one.
»»rank loner.
Vestra is her name. It is a odd name for a wolf, but it is unique and wraps around her personality like a glove. Of course she is a female, and is up there in years. Though she is still young at heart. She won't admit she is old till she is about twelve or fourteen years old. For now she wants to live while she is five. Though she is a loner, she still lives around this packs scent. She lingers around them, knowing and waiting for them to attack, she is itching for a good fight. Lingering around a pack is something she enjoys doing, it makes them stand on their toes and just wait for something to happen.



»»personality quiet and sly.
»»history confusing and misleading.
»»discription small and grey.
»»likes fighting and hunting.
»»dislikes other wolves and humans.
Vestra is a very quiet wolf. She says few words and enjoys silence when she walks. Having a quiet demeanor makes her a good stealth hunter and good at sneaking up on other wolves. Rarely she will let another wolf attack first, but when she does it normally is a pack or group of wolves. She does this to show them she isn't afraid of them, and is stronger than she looks. Not only is she quiet she is also sly and sneaky. She tricks others and is good at finding strategies to fight and hunt. It is difficult to out maneuver her and is very very hard to out wit her. A lot of times she will be a a grumpy butt and attack someone. Though no wolf can stay the way she is, one day in her life she will open up, and be more sweeter, though as of now, hate is her problem.
Though she like most wolves is like this due to her past. She was born on a late December night in a dug out den near an Indian camp. Her mother was an Indian protector and hunted for them often. As Vestra grew up she found out that the humans came closer to her den every day. Fear stuck her, mainly because she had no idea who they were. Though as months went by she got used to the company of the Indians and finally settled down with them. She began to play with the children and help them hunt with their parents. When she turned two years old white men came, and shot at the Indians and wolves. Everyone fled and everyone was lost. The white men hunted down everyone including her. She fought back and after a while fled far away, until she knew she was safe, and slowed down. Male wolves used her and attacked her. She fought for her life everyday and was mentally hurt. Other lone males would often stalk her and when given the chance attack her, weather it be for mating purposes or just a good fight. Ever since then she has been wandering and searching for anything and anyone to bite for what she went through.
Vestra is a small wolf and is of course an average grey wolf. She has auburn eyes and silky fur. Her underbelly and neck is white as well as some other parts of her. Though she is mostly a dark grey and has few streaks of white. In the spring and summer her coat is more brown than anything and towards winter and fall it turns more white and black. With her coat being thick, and often shedding into a new color, she always has some clumps of dead fur on her, when you catch her at the right moment.
Vestra loves hunting and fighting if you haven't noticed. It is almost her passion. She loves it more than anything and does it constantly. She picks fights with anyone and everyone and hunts anything in her path. Though that's not all she likes. She can climb some trees and enjoys resting on a sturdy branch for a quiet snooze. She loves to swim and catch fish in the river or lakes.
She also hates some things. For instance she doesn't like most other wolves, she some how grew a slight hate for them and doesn't care to be around them all her life. She also doesn't like the white men, or any human for a matter of fact. They all lost her trust and will never gain it back, and she plans on killing as many as she can if she ever sees them.



»»mate no one.
»»crush no one.
»»pups none.
»»family none.
»»what she looks for in a mate nothing.
Vestra is a stone hearted female and doesn't search for love really. She has never even thougth about it before. She is too focoused on other things to worry about a mate or crush. Though pups, she has had some in her lifetime, about ten total, and they were all amazing pups, but they went their own ways together or alone.
She doesn't look for anything mate really, mainly because she doesn't want one right now. but perhaps one day she will be open to it, though the thought of it shakes her bones to the core. Though she wouldn't mind a strong brute, who loves to play and fight just like her. Though maybe not so cold to the heart. Maybe he would be sweet, and maybe a bit willing. Also a bit hard-headed..but a sweet-heart all the same.

name;; Argos.
age;; 4 years old.
gender;; Brute.
rank;; loner.

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weight;; 163.2 lbs.
height;; 31.6 in. from ground to shoulder.
coat color;; Grey and black.
breed;; Timber wolf X Mexican wolf cross.

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personality;; sweet and playful.
history;; boring and well spent.
dis-likes;; fish and bumble-bees
likes;; deer and Vestra.

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crush;; no one.
mate;; no one.
pups;; He had one litter[history].
looking for in a fae;; smart and playful.

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[My brute ^^ is a wip.]

[Aikachinatsu]

((An example of my work?? let me see.....))

Jay, Female, In Camp, Single

Jay looked around the camp, her fur sticking to her skin. She hated rain at the moment; it was wet, and her long coat easily stuck. She sniffed the air; her muscles quivered under her skin.

((Just an example))