Strings of Faith, Wolf Roleplay : New, Open Accepting :

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/ ok let's start now then others can join in, you may start/

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Anyone wanna join?

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Still open for heaps of positions :3

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яυ∂у ;
●black three year old brute wolf who's rank
is yet undecided. he stationed himself near a thin creek, alone.
he has no mate, and has not yet have a crush.

The thin trickle of a creek splashed over a protruding rock that stuck inches above the normal water flow. The thin, shady shrubbery that marked the bank of that creek wrestled for position under the warm breeze. Glad that it's beginning to be summer, I find myself wading into the water, a thin smile pressed upon my muzzle. Before I could make a full crossing, a chill soars through my body and I exit, turning around and walking quickly the way I entered, shaking off the access water.

Head hung low, the golden stalks of grass licked at my muzzle as I held my head loosely. Now, the beating sun warmed my thick black coat, warming my wide body. A long, tall log lied in a sunny spot and I took residence atop of it, sitting peacefully, waiting for some sort of action.

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Nightstar padded around camp "We've... I've lost too many" She sighed looking at the empty dens, her ears drooped in sadness. "I guess.. Ill go look for something to eat" She walked over the border and saw another wolf in the distance, "hi.." Nightstar barked as she started to pick up the pace as she got closer.

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яυ∂у ;
●black three year old brute wolf who's rank
is yet undecided. he stationed himself near a thin creek, near Nightstar.
he has no mate, and has not yet have a crush.

Ears pushing forward and eyes beaming awake, I jump only slightly. I squint and straighten up, a few hairs on my shoulder tops bristling for a moment. Standing and inching around on the log, I return the gesture, "Hello. May I ask what your name is, so I can talk properly? My name is Rudy." I flick my tail toward my leg and adjust my paws as the log's bark chips away.

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"Sure.. I'm Nightstar, nice to meet you Rudy" She smiled and sat down a 5 feet away from him. "So what brings you here to the outskirts of..." She paused and looked down "Moonpack"

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╰☆╮ Princess of the echos ╰☆╮


❀Name❀ My name i think is too girly its princess of the echos call me princess and ill have your head mounted outside my den
❀age❀ i am exact 3 years old i dont look it do i?

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"Sure.. I'm Nightstar, nice to meet you Rudy" She smiled and sat down a 5 feet away from him. "So what brings you here to the outskirts of..." She paused and looked down "Moonpack"

яυ∂у ;
●black three year old brute wolf who's rank
is yet undecided. he stationed himself near a thin creek, near Nightstar.
he has no mate, and has not yet have a crush.

With my tail wavering, my head instinctly tilts to the side a bit. "There is a pack around here? I never knew, Nightstar." I let my haunches lower to sit on the log once more, guessing this wolf was not a threat, because she sat down first. My eyes wander to a nearby deer, a ways down in the valley, grazing on the golden stalks that could reach my paws, with me on the log. It's not even like the log is small, I've got to jump a tad to get up on it. Anyways, my ears push forward as my body straightens, my attention now diverted. "Excuse me for a moment, have you had breakfast? I'll be back shortly." Just then I leaped off the log, zooming past Nightstar, rushing through the grass that hid my dark pelt.

Soon enough, I was close enough to take down the small deer that, actually, could put up a fight for it's size. Licking my muzzle, I raise my head and let out a low, quiet howl for Nightstar.

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"Breakfast?, i haven't eaten in a while, a day or two... Three" she walked over towards him. "Moon pack isn't doing so well there's hardly any of us left, if you want you can see for yourself I don't really mind" she smiled a little and flicked her tail in the direction of the entrance.