Ｔａｋｅｎ {Wolf Roleplay} -closed-

[catt;]

Nickname : Remedy // Melody // Rem
Crush : "No."
Gender : Female
Rank : Beta Female of Whispering Willow
Location & Activity Near the border river

ℝｅｍｅｄｙ ｏｆ Ｍｅｌｏｄｙ

Remedy stopped, hearing the brute. She then grinned, "They call me Remedy of Melody," she called out, only turning her head back to look at him before trotting away.

{OOC: Updating ranks right now, it's hard doing it on a phone so if anyone gets put somewhere wrong please tell me. Also, I was thinking of some forbidden love between Lupin and Rem. cx}

[ｐｒｉｘｉｅ]

➳Lupin
➳Location;; the border river
➳ Feeling;; Amused

Lupin smiled wider despite himself and watched Remedy of Melody walk away until she disappeared into the shrubbery. "Remedy of Melody"he muttered to himself quietly as he spun around and heading slowly towards camp, his mind somewhere else.

{ fine,with me cx}

[DakotaPaw]

D a k o t a

|| She-wolf | 2 years | Single ||

At the touch of Leo's tongue Dakota pinned her ears back. She didn't know what he had meant by it, but she was pretty sure she didn't feel the same way. He was a member of the pack she had just met, she barely even knew his name. "Lets just walk around a bit..." She said putting her head down and trotting forward deeper into the woods. She trailed along the river that separated their pack from Whispering Willows for a while taking care not to go near the area where they had spotted wolves from the other pack. Her lithe paws were silent as she walked over the cold stones, the water lapping up at her paws as she made her way along the border. She didn't know exactly where it was she was going, as she had said before, she was just exploring. Every now and then she would glance back to see if Leo was still behind her but for the most part she kept quiet. She almost felt like she was looking for something out here, hoping that maybe she would come across something unusual. After a while she slowed to a stop to take a break for a moment and sat off in the grass. She glanced over at Leo to see what he would do.

[Spotted.Newt]

i]Arberie--female--Towering Oaks--lead hunter

Brie whirled around when she heard Rem denying the fact that she had crossed the border, and when she heard the splash of water. She marched right up to the border, her claws nearly touching it. She stared right at Rem. "You think you have us fooled, don't you? We can see right through your lies, your scent is like a big red flag, telling us you were here. You thought you were so smart, crossing when nobody was looking, but news flash! We can smell," Brie snarled at the female. Then she directed her eyes to the Alpha. "You, we are not afraid of you. You think you can intimidate us with some mocking and a splash of water? Think again. We happen to be just as strong as you, if not stronger. Whatever you are plotting, bring it. We will fire right back." She continued to stare at the two wolves, before turning back to Alec. "Come on, we shouldn't be associating with coyotes." She said, loud enough for the Whispering Willows wolves to hear. Calling a wolf a coyote was one of the biggest insults there was.

(For spirit de luna)

[Cyphron]

((Anyone open for White Fang?))

White Fang

Life-✬-And-ღ-Love-✬-Is-ღ-A-✬-Warzone

I am~ "Back at camp."
My current emotion~ "Apathetic."
My relationship status~ "Mateless I believe."

Seeing as the situation slowly begin to cease the large brute stood up to his full height and shook out his multi-colored pelt, small fragments of sticks and particles of dust falling free from his fur. Looking back towards the border once more White Fang took a small step sideways before turning completely and taking his leave, departing without any indication of his presence being there within the shadows. He padded along the tree line, weaving in and out from the thin trees as the shadows danced among his coat. His movements were limber and contained a steady rhythm like a beating drum, never lose the heart of the song within. His stride stood long and swift along with his muscles tense and rippling in preparation for anything. The brute was a cautious one and hardly ever let his guard down. He may live within a pack but the rules of the loner still surged through his veins. Pausing momentarily his snout rose towards the sky as he inhaled deeply, sniffing out the multiple scents the wind carried. He pondered for a moment if he should return to camp or go about his way and stay in the forest a bit longer. Hearing that familiar fluttering buzz and feeling the clawing tug like a bear batting him the canis lupus knew the answer. Smirking to himself he averted his course and picked up the pace, paws quickly floating off the ground before silently thundering against it once more. The wind laced itself with it's smooth fingers along the surface of multiple strands, parting them before flattening them against his back once more.

Long legs gliding against the forest floor White Fang's knees bucked before he launched himself over a large fallen log. His fore legs landed first along with his hind ones that moved underneath, fumbling up his movements but the brute was quick to gather himself and continued on running. Looking at his surroundings the trees passed by as a fuzzy blur but he was able to make out his location, he was far from the camp but close to his destination. Taking a sharp turn his hind legs curved under him before he lunged his body to side and slid for a moment, claws scarping against the ground to cause friction. Kicking up dirt his claws left long jagged marks before he abandoned them behind. White Fang enjoyed a harsh run, battering himself around to see how easily or difficult it is for him to make sharp turns without his body sliding out under him. His claws always came in handy though and manage to stay standing when he slides. Slowing down his stride eased for moment before he stopped completely. Hollow eyes scanning the forest he quietly walked up to the shallow pond that glistened brightly from the sun rays reflecting. Dipping his muzzle into the clear water he hovered over it before lapping it up with his long pink tongues. Drinking his full he picked his head up and shook out his fur, droplets of water trickling down his throat and onto his chest. Sighing softly he huffed out, wanting to stay near the pond with how serene and peaceful it felt. The waves gently creating small ripples, small bright flowers growing along the bank and vines reaching out towards the open water. Along with the birds perched on the low branches as they sang their songs. Dark hazel eyes soaked up the view before he turned to take his leave and with one last glance, he did.

Running once again the canis lupus took the long and ragged path back to camp. Vines and branches filled with thorns encasing most of the wooded section. Taking on the challenge he began to pick up speed as he raced through the growing pain trap. The sharp thorns tugged at his pelt, pulling off a few strands of fur but White Fang was able to avoid drawing any cuts from them. He dodged and leaped over the low hanging branches and slid under the occasional limbo one. Shaking his head he glances behind him for a second to make sure he skimmed correctly over that last branch. Nodding in confirmation to himself he looked ahead only to see a barricade filled with threatening red and green thorns. Digging his fore legs into the ground he attempted to top himself but it was no use, he was going far too fast for the friction to stop him. Turning sideways to avoid any worse damage White Fang held back a yelp as the thorns snagged onto him and ripped up some of the skin on his flank and on the section between his front legs and chest. Gently trying to get himself out the wolf tugged on the branches but they held on tightly, his wooly fur knotted up in them. Growling in frustration as the thorns just dug deeper and drew more blood White Fang ripped his body to the side and slammed the branch against a nearby tree. Hearing a faint snap he smirked in triumph and carefully walked backwards, dragging the branch along with him. Glaring at it he placed his paw on the edge where no thorns were placed and pulled himself back harshly, gritting his sharp fangs as the thorns ripped some of his fur off. Huffing he shook out his fur and examined the damage done to his flank and chest. Patches of fur were missing but hardly noticeable and thin trails of blood trickled down from the small wounds. Rolling his hollow eyes at his own stupidity White Fang trotted away from the barricade and proceeded back towards camp.

It was awhile before he finally arrived and halted at the entrance. Scanning the camp his dark eyes gleamed brightly, his left eye slightly dimming than the other due to the pink jagged scar going straight through. Seeing not many wolves the elective mute silently padded farther in, the trails of blood still highly visible on his flank and chest but the brute paid no heed to it. Trotting towards the tree he always rested at White Fang laid down beside it and sighed in content. Adjusting his body into a comfortable position he began to lick at his chest fur, wiping away the thin lines of blood and smoothing out the fur that was ripped.

[DakotaPaw]

[[Lunar fall, I have Dakota on the border if you want to rp. She's with another wolf named Leo but you could jump in if you wanted. It could be some drama (:]]

[Mae;]

Name;; Nova
Location;; Walking into camp
Rank;; Guard
Pack;; Whispering Willows

Crush;; Small crush on Canis
Mate;; ---
With;; Canis

N O V A

Nova looked over to the male and gave a slight smile, "Yes, and your Canis, right?" She asked him in a casual tone, that was tad forced, but not too noticeable. "And your a warrior?" She added hesitantly.

{{ I also have Kilo open, He is in towering oaks and is a healer.

[NightmareFrost]

Pinefrost seem to be ignored, since its not her forte to get ignored. She huffs away watching the other pack leave while going her rounds for patrolling the territory. She scents a familiar smell of a fae nearby. "That's Dakota scent." She whispers to herself. "Maybe she wants some company." Pinefrost trots looking and following her trail. When she did, Pinefrost stops fifty feet spotting Dakota with another wolf. She wasn't too sure if the other wolf was in our pack or not., but lays low but walking up slowly.

['messy]

C A N I S;;

r a n k;; warrior

w i t h;; Nova

c r u s h;; none

Canis gave a slight nod indicating her answer was correct. The brute's ear flickered, listening to the sound of the birds around them. Shall we go for a walk, or a hunt? he suggested realising the situation was awkward. Without waiting for an answer Canis rose of his haunches and stood up ready to go.

[SelphieTifa]

{{ could I have a recap please? }}