T h e • H u n t e d {Wolf Rp} Open & Accepting

[kitsune,]

He shifted closer to her and nudged her shoulder with his muzzle in comfort "Sorry, I know family can be a tough subject" he flickered his ears gently, then narrowed his eyes as the Alpha of Avalanche appeared, his hackles rose and he stood, he felt a sudden urge to protect Kiara

[gizette]

.: S a b i n

Gender
.:m a l e
Rank
.:h u n t er
Pack
.: S o u l l e s s

Sabin walked back with the rabbit dangling in his jaws. He had alerted the rodent but Sabin managed to corner the small animal in an abandoned fox den. Before he even had time to start eating his catch, he noticed another wolf that had just entered the territory. The brute narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the strange wolf. He recognized her as the alpha of the Avalanche pack.

[Alpha*]

Username: Alpha*
Name: Ocean
Nickname: Ean
Gender: female
Age: Three and a half years
Pack:Souless
Rank:Hunter
RankWanted:Lead Healer
Apptitudes: Healer, Pup Sitter
Family: Jax
Pups:Jax
Mate:No
Crush:No
Personality: She is sweet, motherly, understanding, caring and willing to help.
History:Ocean wasnt a loner her whole life-she was a pack-member as an Gama until she was two years. But her family died of some illness that she cant remember well, just they got sick and died slowly
Appearance:Ocean is rust colored almost, she is 'poofy' and 'soft', large and sweet, her eyes are gray-brown
Spicies:Cascade Mountain wolf (AKA)--Canis lupus fuscus
Other: Souless

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Username: Alpha*
Name:Jax
Nickname: I am Jax
Gender:Male
Age: 7 moons
Pack:Souless
Rank:pup
RankWanted: When i grow up i'm going to be an Alpha! (He is really probably going to be Lead Healer)
Apptitudes: He is a great story teller, his stories trap the listener, enthral the mind, ensnare the sences...
Family: Ocean
Pups: i am one!
Mate: Gross.
Crush:N-no
Personality: He is a joker, and loves to pull pranks. He is at the stage of Whats that? and Why Mommy? all the time. Not that he cares for the answer...
History: Jax was given to Ocean as a 6 week old pup by his mother who was dieing from internal injuries. The night he was given to her, The mother stayed but in the morning she was gone-leaving Ocean to care for Jax...as she carried the tiny pup from the leaves she spotted the mother across the stream...fallen to her doom amid the sharp river rocks. He has been with her since.
Appearance: Jax is white as the snow though his mother was gray, and father gray as well. His eyes are copper and gold. He is a chubby pup but will grow to be a smaller male wolf.
Spicies:Vancouver Island wolf(aka)--Canis lupus crassodon
Other:Souless


(Ocean is hoping that Jax will learn to be 'Strong' in this pack.)
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Username: Alpha*
Name:Soldier
Nickname: I can be known as Sol to those i love
Gender:Male.
Age: i am dawning on three years.
Pack:Avalanche
Rank:Lead Fighter
RankWanted:Lead Fighter
Apptitudes: Soldier is a fighter...that is all he has ever known. Fighting. The fastest ways to kill, and how to heal himself
Family: Malone is.
Pups: I have none.
Mate: One day i hope.
Crush: No.
Personality: Sol is quiet and soft-spoken. He is calm and collected-or appears to be. He has an explosive anger (or rather rage) which fades as quickly as it comes. Malone evens him out. Shy...ish
History: Soldier was a fighter for humans, he was a killer-not just for animals, but humans and his own kind. He felt no remorse for the things he did until a child showed him kindness, until a pup was killed before him. Then he woke up to the Monster he had become. He doesnt go into his past often, but it wakes him up (kinda like ptsd).
Appearance:Soldier is a black wolf, he is as darkly colored and huge as they come. Silver eyes peer from three inch fur like a pair of ghosts, white fangs he can no-longer hide peer from under his lips... thick, long, dark red scars cris-cross his face, and throat. Under his fur on the left side he has a wound from his first attempt at hunting a bull deer-it is hidden under his pelt. Tall, and muscular, large paws and ears. A thick mane areound his neck
Species: Eastern wolf (AKA)--Canis lupus lycaon (Favors dark gray and Black)
Other: Is blind from the Wars
Other:Avalanche

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Username: Alpha*
Name:Malone (Mah-Lone)
Nickname: Lone
Gender:Female
Age: 21 months
Pack:Avalanche
Rank:Fighter
RankWanted:Fighter
Apptitudes:She is a good hunter, and tracker, is learning to fight-picks it up quickly
Family:Soldier
Pups:No, i hope one day.
Mate:One day...
Crush: Soon?
Personality: Malone is patient, and attentive, Her eyes usually dont miss much. Funny and prone to jokes. Resourceful, loyal, and smart. can be quite vain. She is prideful,holds grudges well, ahd holds her 'Honor' above everything else. She would kill for it. Honest.
History: Malone was abandoned...or rather orphaned when she was four weeks old. Her family was killed for their pelts, and she was saved for 'later', but that later never came. She was sold again and again. Just when she was about to be moved again, she was released with a old male, he was 7 years old. The rigors of the Wild proved too much for him and he died.
Appearance: Malone is the silver of crome, with Emerald eyes thats sometimes shine like acid in the sun's light. She is slender, thin, tall, large pawed and eared, long fangs, and tail (really long). Her muzzle is narrow and quick, a mane crests her neck.
Species:Northern Rocky Mountains wolf (AKA)--Canis lupus irremotus (they favor siver and white colors)
Other:Avalanche

(These two wolves are tiered of the coldness of the world, they are looking for Home)

(The four are together right now...)

[violeta.]

Kiara
Kiara smiled softly. "It's not a problem." But in that moment she noticed the alpha. The alpha of the other pack. A low growl eminated from her as she stared at the fae. Her sudden stance showed she was all about business, but her eyes were wide in confusion. What on earth was she doing here?

[Cakewalk]

{Sorry guys. Today was a busy day. Can I have a recap?}

[paradox.]

{Hi, Talin! Basically whats happening at the moment is that Kahlan(The Avalanche alpha) accidentally wandered into the soulless pack's camp somehow. White Fang and Red went after her when they realized she was missing. The soulless pack had noticed her arrival and they're all watching her and waiting for Roman to come I think?}

[violeta.]

(( I think it's Roman? But yeah, Kahlan wasn't paying attention to her surroundings and wandered away and is having some trusted pack member of the Avalanche coming to her rescue :) ))

[paradox.]

((Whoops. Edited it >_< My mistake!))

[Cakewalk]

{Oops. Sorry to keep you waiting. I'll post with Roe as soon as I can. }

[Cakewalk]

➴ Ʀ Ｏ Ｍ Ａ Ｎ
"ｔｈｅ ｇｅｎｔｌｅｍａｎ"

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Male || Six Years Old
Soulless Alpha
"Bring wings to the weak
And bring grace to the strong
May all evil stumble as
It flies in the world."
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⊱ The day was not turning out how he wanted it to. The black and white wolf was trotting far from camp, ears back and fur fluffed out as much as it could go, making him seem bigger than he actually was. It was well below the temperature the male wished for it to be, and now it was snowing, the cold flakes settling on his black back and blending in where the bits turned white. He slunk through the woods, eyes open and ears up, waiting for that something to be out of place. Already, he had a feeling that something was wrong.

All he had to do was hear the quiet growl somewhere far off to his left to know that something had gone amiss. The black ears raised and the blue eyes widened as Roman forgot everything that he had been doing and began to sprint forward, throwing up snow behing him and leaving large footprints on the ground in his wake. He made it to the clear in a little over five seconds from the time he heard the growl, skidding to a stop and finding the Avalanche alpha standing in what was rightfully his land. Never before had he crossed her borders, so what the heck was she doing here. Immediately, the fur lifted along his spine, teeth bared and ears moving against his wide skull. This was a side of Roman that so few got to see, as the wolf always kept to kindness within his own pack. With enemies, things became different. "State your purpose," he snarled as he neared her, keeping his eyes on her brown pelt.