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[KawaiQueen]

~ Lalithia ~

With white paws crossed in front of her, Lalithia rested her head against them, watching the snow as it fell from the front of her den. Gently her tongue flicked out against her paws, cleaning it of anything that would stand out. If she were to leave her den, she knew she was blend in too well with the snow, which would be good for hunting if any prey were around. She didn't risk it, no matter how much her curiosity was telling her to leave and explore, to find something new within the frozen, glistening white world. The left paw twitched, wanting to run, wanting to explore, the feeling of wanting something more mixing in with the strong yet chilling wind caused a violent shiver to pass through her body. She decided then and there that she was not going out, only rearranging herself into a tight ball to protect herself against more harsh wind.

[baby;]

Tees yawned as she woke to complete silence she layed her head down among her paws

[f o x.]

The Basics:
Name:
"My name is Soul, So what?"

Nickname(s):
"Nope don't have any!"

Age:
"I'm 4 right now and counting!"

Gender:
"Well im a Male is you can't tell!"

Rank wanted:
"Beta Male..."

Rank:
"Delta..." (If thats ok XD)

Pack:
"I belong to the Agustino pack!"

The Details:
Coat:(Length)
"Well i guess you would say it's short!"

Fur Color:
"Black! Can't you see!"

Eye Color:
"Um lets see ... Blue!"

Markings/Scars:
"Well i have a small Scar on my shoulder!"

Build:
"Strong and sturdy!"

Persona:
Personality:
"Come and meet me!"

History:
"GET LOST!" *Growls*

Weaknesses:
"Running im not very fast!"

Strengths:
"Fighting i was trained very well"

Talents:
"Fighting like i said!"

Habits:
"Growling at wolves who i don't know very well!"

Relations:
Crush
"Don't waist my time with love..."

Mate:
"Love is a Deadly game and i don't play it much..."

Pups:
"No mate no Pups!"

Friends:
Wip

Enemies:
"A wolf called Sam!"

Family:
"Unknown!"

The Basics:

Name:
"Well they call me Swift as the wind!"

Nickname(s):
"I like Swift!"

Age:
"Im Only three!"

Gender:
"Female!"

Rank wanted:
"Oh! Im happy just being my rank now!"

Rank:
"I'm an Omega but i don't mind!"

Pack:
"I call it the Fallen pack for short!"


The Details:
Coat:(Length)
"Oh well i guess you would say it is long..."

Fur Colour:
"White in the summer Silver in the winter!"

Eye Colour:
"Jade green!"

Markings/Scars:
"Nope none!"

Build:
"Slender, built for speed and stamina!"

Persona:
Personality:
"Get to know me!"

History:
"I-i have no memory of it..."

Weaknesses:
"Fire and water"

Strengths:
"Running and jumping!"

Talents:
"Running and jumping!"

Habits:
"Shying away..."

Relations:
Crush
"I ... I! No!"

Mate:
"No..." (Is scared of being loved...)

Pups:
"No..."

Friends:
"I guess i have a couple..."

Enemies:
"None yet..."

Family:
"I don't know them..."

[cherie.fleur]

(Accepted! Also please guys, be active with roleplay, but don't also do tons of pages while I am not online, please! Ty. I'm adding Aleu to the RP, she'll be a loner though)

[f o x.]

ok and is anyone open to rp with Swift or Soul?))

[baby;]

Tess is she is in the forest))

[mindless.]

فينكس { pheonix }

Name- Reînvier a cele Incendiu Pasăre { revival of the fire bird. }
Nicknames-Rein. Sometimes Pasa.
Gender-Female
Age-Five.








Personality;;

You really want to know?

Well she is just a lovely little one. Around here, Rein does not allow horseplay. With her it can be straight to the point. But she does sometimes want to just slack off, she thinks that too much serious stuff is old.Spiteful is probably around the right word for the most part. She refuses pity, and will most likely only be angered if you apologize. She wants to settle things with silent dagger glares, and a growl. Although her eyes may say she is a bit too fickle for trust, you should try. But for most newcomers, Rein is a nightmare. She feels like her life is one. Being pushed around had angered her to the final point once. But she knew the pack life would never work. Trust the cocky idiot that calls himself leader? No thanks. The rat probably never deserved the spot. Just inherited it. She had to fight for it. Her mentality of packs are they are weak. Inside she is a bit feeble herself, though.
Besides the seemingly impenetrable barrier of anger and a constant guard, there is a female in need of some help. Maybe some companions. Another mate. Something, someone. Mostly she is seen as purely pernicious. That is not totally wrong. She most certainly can be destructive. Deadly. Fights she avoids at times, but does not know her own strength. If a male can dare go near her and try to gain her trust, she will open up and maybe even choose him as a mate.

What they look for in a mate;;

What good are males? The wastes of space.

it is a feat for her to even look at a brute without snapping at him and making a fight.

Description;;

Strong as can be. Do not doubt that.

A lithe, lean female. Her pelt is peppered with scars from her past, her eyes containing many as well. Her eyes are a merciless fiery color, pelt hinted with white lines.

Your story?;;

I am really going to pounce any moment.

The Inferno. No joke.That is pack she inherited at birth. Her parents immediately went about taking her into battle with them. There was hardly a day it seemed they were not engaging in war with the rivals, The Blackhearts. She knew her pack was the lesser of two evils. The Blackhearts would kill any pups that were not of a mainly black coloration. The Titans of the group were to be solid black. It was frightening to her. At such young ages she was brought to the battlefield to watch, her eyes filled more with hatred. The Inferno had a cruel way of training the young. If you made.it through training it was. Reinvier and her three littermates were sent to the worst. They were of royal blood. After a year of daily grueling training they were pitted against each other. Chase your competition out and rule the pack. The entire pack was watching as Pasa was nearly killed. But she pulled out. Staring at her sister as she made a run for the trees, her brother having run before they even started to find a better home. Crowned as heiress of the pack she plotted for battle with her parents until they let her take over, impressed with her mind. They let her take over at the age of two. Early it was. But her battle plan took another year of intense training and planning.
The day came and it was night. Thunder seemed to not know how cheesy it made the atmosphere but Rein was determined. By now she had a family, her pups from a forced breeding with a member of the Blackheart. Under the cloak of night they set out. A shadow here and there revealed a wall of dark Titans lined before them. They knew. They had a spy in their hands. Or maybe a traitor? Her nightmare. He stood at the front of the wall of dark bodies. She knew the eyes anywhere. Standing a distance from the pack they waited. her rage and vengeance gathering in the ultimate last battle. He gave the first command to attack. Both packs racing toward one another in a thunder of paws on soaked earth the lightning in the inky sky lit the horror scene as they met. Snarls yelps and barks echoed through the air. Mournful howls sounded from both sides in intervals. Soon it was her against her nightmare. The packs seemed to stop to watch as she launched at him. Falling and tumbling on the soaked dirt they fought. Teeth and eyes glinted in the lightning lit sky. Small but deadly. Her small body let her slip out if his grasp and strike. She knew brute force would only tire one out. Holding her nightmare in a ruthless grasp he reluctantly called for retreat. The remaining members of his army and he vanished.
Why did she leave? Well it may have been after her pups were killed when they stayed back with a few others at camp. Little did she know the reason there seemed few at the battlefront was because a large number of the Blackheart were at her camp. Chasing off the guards and slaughtering her family she left the moment she discovered it. She blames herself and tries to focus on the fact their death was avenged by the defeat of the Blackheart. It has all come together to shape a strong female with her life focused on anger and grief.
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She was abducted into the Blackheart pack. It was merciless. The alpha was a cocky snob. She had found Fin training himself many times and helped occasionally. Rein was overjoyed when FIn taught that pile of waste that named himself alpha a lesson. She left within days after Fin went, being picked on and attacked by the falling pack. Following Fin and even Dae for the shortest time, she never had many agreements with Fin, but admires him for taking down what was her pack's worst enemy soon after the battle. Rein followed him here, actually.

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This she will never. Ever. Speak of. Period. When this female was about four, she was scouting her territory for invaders. The dimming sun had a spooky effect as it peered through the trees of Blackheart land as she wandered the borders. Rustling made her stop. "Who is it?!" Came a merciless snarl from the young leader. Out emerged a huge black brute, merciless eyes of grey-blue. It was the alpha is the Blackheart. No matter how many times she threatened him, he kept this wicked grin in his face. Pouncing, they collided as he countered her attack. Falling under the greater body mass, she was a but frightened but did not let it show. He moved his face close to hers.
"There is nothing more disgraceful than a disloyal leader." Came a low growl. he moved off her, only to slash into her side. Beating her down every time she attempted to attack she was not wanting to fall. Still having some strength she stood.
"I would run before my pack gets here." She snarled. She moved to call to her pack, but he harshly smacked his paw over the side of her face.
"I would not try that. I have a group of Titan on call. Do not doubt that." Quiet calls of proof from the others side of the line meant he was not lying. He did not want to kill her. What did he want? And why was he so wicked looking? What was his intention? And why was she disloyal?
"I have never broken pack laws." Rein growled and shook the pain from her head.
"Did you not know breeding with a wolf of the rival is liable to get you killed or exiled?" Grimly grinned the leader of the Blackheart Titans. Deep laughs from the dark bushes made her shutter.
"You wouldn't dare." She said with a bit of worry. He would. Rein backed up slowly. he moved with her. it was spring, and nothing could happen that would lead to an unconvinced litter. She was in the height of her heat. It was her worst nightmare. "have you no sanity? You would destroy my mind with such treachery?" Rein knew reasoning would never work.
"Oh my dear sweet innocent. Sanity is nothing." With that he threatened to kill her if she made a sound of protest or spoke of what happened. He said he had other spies planted around her pack. He said every male there was from his pack. That was what her father hid from her. Their pack was damned for fallout. That is why her parents gave up the lead for her to take over. It meant her father was a Blackheart. He told her all of this. He spoke of the plan to the battle, his males were staging the fight in her side, none actually being harmed. later on, those males would kill the pups. They were all born of light colors. Her father, the alpha, was a traitor. Alphas were untrustworthy and unfaithful. her life was an act. She was a Blackheart's daughter. She was already disloyal. She knew he was not lying. Before she knew it, her eyes were closed tightly with terror and a weight strewn over her back. To this day she speaks of her nightmare, never telling what it was.

Pack and Rank;;

Alright. Stop it. Packs are ridiculous.

No packs for me.
Offspring;;

I warn you. I mean it now. STOP.

Do not bring that up.

We're all grieving,
Lost and bleeding.

All our lives,
We've been waiting
For someone to call our leader.
All your lies,
I'm not believing.
Heaven shine a light down on me.
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So afraid to open your eyes, hypnotized.
You know you're not the only one
Never understood this life.
And you're right, I don't deserve
But you know I'm not the only one.

αιώνιος { eternal }

Name- Sans Fin
Nicknames-Fin.
Gender-Male
Age-Six and a half.








Personality;;

Good luck knowing me.

About that. Yeah. Not the sweet little funny guy. Uh-uh. He is a tough cookie, hardened to the point where some wonder if there is a wolf in there or if he possesses the soul of an angry mama bear. But nope. Just a soul of a hardened male. Yes, it is possible to break it. but that is hard. Known to snap at others for things that may seem small, he can be a danger to the surrounding wolves. There is a reason he was kicked out of three other packs. One comment is all it takes for teeth to be bared. Outside there is often a scowl and tensed look. A large body housing a hurt being. Just if someone could find it. Tame him.
Taming would be a tough process, bit possible. It would probably take the closeness of a mate to do so. But with that barrier, I wish you luck. Fin has a soul, believe it or not. Rarely taking pity, he never seems to have a breaking point. Within is a caring male. One who would doubtlessly put his life on the line for the ones he cares about. A highly defensive male of a mate, the amount of trust, faith and care he puts with her is remarkable. But he shows a brotherly love for the other pack members if he can be calmed enough. Getting under that cold shoulder he gives to all will take determination and hope.

What they look for in a mate;;

I don't think it is too much.

One who cares enough to dig deeper and find the real Fin under the beastly barrier. That is all he needs. Loyalty and determination.

Description;;

Try not to pick fights.

A huge male. He is bigger than most. His frame is muscled heavily. A head containing the jaws of life, he is a nasty one to fight with. His pelt is a soft white, with hints of grey toward his lower back and tail. large paws sound on the ground, he lacks endurance and stealth. For this he will not often hunt as it frustrates him. Eyes like molten gold they contain a mix of hurt and anger under the guarded expression.

Your story?;;

Oh not this.

"What is this? Get this out of my pack!" That was the welcome to the world that Fin got. He was never given a real name. You see, this pack frowned upon him. He was a blemish. This was not because of a real defect. but his pelt as a pure white. Nope. Not accepted. This was no normal pack. This was the Blackheart. They prided themselves upon having only the darkest pelt colors in the forest in that pack. He was a disgrace to his family and pack. He was to be abandoned immediately far from the territory. His mother gave him up. The alpha taking him in his jaws harshly, his pitiful yelps and whines could be heard. Soon they faded as he grew further away. The male dropped him on the dirt and growled, biting harshly into his tiny flank and turned, running back to his pack. Little did he know that two months later, the pup would be back at the camp edge. He had found a group of loners who nursed him to health.
"Sans fin." Whispered almost every wolf in camp. Never had an exiled pup returned. Never. Outraged the alpha was bent on destroying him. First, he would grant this eternal male a feeble life at the lowest of the low in the pack. He would be lower than the worst omega. Given mere food scraps for meals he was often hungry. But as he grew to be two, he began training himself upon battle and hunting. Many hours were spent alone in the trees, gaining muscle to his bones. batting the tree trunks with strengthened and calloused pawpads, his growls and the thumps echoed through the trees. Long fags replaced his little baby teeth. But the whole pack sneered. he would never be a Titan, the respected fighters of the pack. he would never be strong or worth dirt.
At the age of three and a half he was almost ready. Somehow he had grown larger than some others in the camp. he began to intimidate the omegas, some whimpering in apology for giving him a hard time. His teeth made marks on those wolves in practice, only showing a hint of his inner rage and strength. Moons rose and fell. Fin kept training himself. He moved up ranks but taking down the majority of the last rank. he had grown swift in his fighting, brute strength powering him. At four and a half he was a delta. Lower in the rank he was prepared to work up. But the alpha intervened. he wanted a fight.
Fin took the invitation with a smile. The next week he and the ages black male were in the center of the Bonelands, whichever one that lost his life would have to remain here, body never being buried, but displayed in shame. The alpha thought the body of a white wolf that thought he could live in the pack would be a perfect warning. The sun hit setting and the fight began. All of the training benefit him well. Grown and strong, he made some nasty blows to the alpha. The leader was struck with a profane look he tried to finish Fin. but Fin was eternal. "Sans Fin." Growled the light colored male as he bit into the neck of the leader. The alpha yelped and scooted away. he gave up his position and begged to stay alive. Fin granted him the same treatment. lowest of the low. And on he lead for a half year before he left wordlessly. that pack would collapse without a fit leader.
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Finding the two packs, this male has grow loyal to the Moonlit pack. taking his place there he hopes to actually stay. On his way here he was kicked out of three packs for his nasty attitude. He rarely speaks of his past. Nothing is said about it, but the scar on his flank he grew up with and the scars in his eyes, you can see something had lurked in his thoughts.

Pack and Rank;;

The one and only.

I hang around with Rein, but most packs would not bother with even one of us.
Offspring;;

That would be great.

None yet.

Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear
Sealed with lies through so many tears
Lost from within, pursuing the end
I fight for the chance to be lied to again
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You will never be strong enough
You will never be good enough
You were never conceived in love
You will not rise above
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They'll never see
I'll never be
I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
Burning deep inside of me