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Postby landofmakebelieve » Sun Dec 22, 2013 7:45 pm

I'm caught in a HURRICANE
I'm leaving here dead or alive
And I know that I'd be willing
to feel the pain
If it got me to the other side
Cause I only hurt
Oh, HURRICANE
Yeah I can feel it hurt
Oh, HURRICANE
Hurricane
Hurricane was about to greet the two faes she seen appear from their dens, but neither looked very pleased about anything, so she just left them alone. She yawned again, then padded over to the kill pile. The mottled fae picked through the pile a moment before finding a large plump rabbit. Hurricane looked around for anyone to offer to eat with. But again, the only wolves were the two unimpressed faes. So Hurricane just went back to her den and laid with the rabbit between her paws. She layed right outside the den. Hurricane gave it a prod with her nose then tore into the juicy flesh.
She looked up from her messy eating. Across the camp was the one brute who made her actually feel any emotion for any brute. Dakota was his name. Hurricane licked her muzzle clean and gave him a friendly smile. However, she knew for a fact she was not who Dakota had feelings for, so she would just act friendly.
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herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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Re: The Blue Orchid Pack | open

Postby leachface » Sun Dec 22, 2013 7:49 pm

Dakota.
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3years.
mate none.
Dakota looked up, he saw Hurricane, she was smiling at, him, a friendly smile, so he gave a smile back, and said, "Hi Hurricane, how are you today?" He sat, up, and curled his tail , calmly around his right side.
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Re: The Blue Orchid Pack | open

Postby landofmakebelieve » Sun Dec 22, 2013 7:54 pm

I'm caught in a HURRICANE
I'm leaving here dead or alive
And I know that I'd be willing
to feel the pain
If it got me to the other side
Cause I only hurt
Oh, HURRICANE
Yeah I can feel it hurt
Oh, HURRICANE
Hurricane
Licking her lips again, she shoved her half eaten breakfast to the side, "I am good on this fine morning," The warrior looked up at the pastel-colored morning sky, "And how about you? How has your morning been so far, Dakota?" She perked her ears up so she could hear him better without him having to shout or raise his voice , as that may wake the other wolves. Hurricane's tail thumped quietly in the ground as she awaited the he's let's response.
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please call me believe





herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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Re: The Blue Orchid Pack | open

Postby leachface » Sun Dec 22, 2013 8:00 pm

Dakota.
Healer.
Male.
red-wolf.
3years.
mate none.
Dakota nodded, "The morning is beautiful, isn't it?" he seemed to at first respond to wording of the fine morning, then he said, "I'm doing great, woke up a little early, but I'm fine." he said, he stood up, and walked near her. He didn't like talking across the base, so he'd walked over to her, "you have any plans for today?" he asked, not wanting to leave her hanging on a dead sentence of his.
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Re: The Blue Orchid Pack | open

Postby landofmakebelieve » Sun Dec 22, 2013 8:05 pm

I'm caught in a HURRICANE
I'm leaving here dead or alive
And I know that I'd be willing
to feel the pain
If it got me to the other side
Cause I only hurt
Oh, HURRICANE
Yeah I can feel it hurt
Oh, HURRICANE
Hurricane
"Personally, no I have nothing planned," She said scooting slightly to he could sit more comfortably, "But Alpha likely has something planned for us," Hurricane lifted a hind foot and scratched behind her ear, "How about you? Anything special going in in the healers den?" The fae numbed her shoulder into his. Hurricane liked to tease him about his rank because he knows nothing is all that special ever happened in the medical dens,
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herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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Re: The Blue Orchid Pack | open

Postby leachface » Sun Dec 22, 2013 8:13 pm

Dakota.
Healer.
Male.
red-wolf.
3years.
mate none.
Dakota, he seemed surprised at first of as to why she'd ask about the healers den, then he caught on, so he played along seeing if he could trick her by using her own trick. So he came up with a joke, that he said in a very calm and quiet voice, "Oh the healers den....? Nah.... it's just the usual, unless you think that..." he paused to lean over into a whisper, " a bear cub wouldn't be considered special, it came in this morning, I'd rolled over in my sleep. And wham! i hit something, the others didn't say anything, so i assumed it was just my imagination, so I curled back to sleep... or at least tried to.." he left her in suspense for a bit, then continued, "When I woke this morning I saw two beady red eyes staring straight at me!" He wondered if he'd actually tricked her, or if she'd laugh, or even get mad. He wasn't one for telling stories, but Hurricane seemed to like to tease him so why not, or at least thats what he thought.
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Re: The Blue Orchid Pack | open

Postby Foxen » Sun Dec 22, 2013 9:22 pm

Name: Riven
Age: Five
Gender: Fea
Rank: Hunter
Crush: Canis
Lifting her gaze upon the woods that fell before her, laying paws crossed over each other and stomach warmed by the sun as she laid on the rock. Riven groaned from hunger, lifting her body to the air as her ears and eyes were locked on the forest, nose twitching by odd scents yet it started to drag her in, the light coated fea disappeared into the woods as she started to follow her nose, after a short amount of time Riven crouched down by the sight of a nearby doe, slowly as she breathed quietly her legs crawled forward all her senses were locked upon the small doe; by the split of a second Riven lunged from the ground and jumped onto the doe bring the doe don but still scared and bucking, the fea locked her jaw on the doe's throat suffocating it within seconds, suddenly as the doe struggled to get loose of Riven's jaw a kick to the chest made her loosen her grip with a small yelp, but as a hunter she would provide for the pack at all times so while breathing heavily Riven snapped don very hard sending doe's life to an end. The fea loosened her jaw as blood dripped from her muzzle, standing up as she started to drag back her kill, but to she was limping in pain.

Name: Zaran
Age: Five
Gender: Male
Rank: Fighter
Crush: Achilles

Walking around the camp as he scanned the forest uneasily, danger could lurk around these part very fast without any wolf even noticing, however turning back to the center of the pack facing each wolf as they started to communicate or yet do their duties, as a fighter Zaran also needed a breather, so the brute walked up on a nearby rock and laid down with a boredom groan, watching many wolves interact.








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Re: The Blue Orchid Pack | open

Postby 'messy » Sun Dec 22, 2013 11:22 pm

r a n k||warrior w i t h||no one c r u s h||........
Canis padded out of his den stretching in the small amount of morning sun, his ears flickered listening to the sounds in the forest around him. The muscular male looked round before padding over to the kill pile, and taking an old bone and padding back to the mouth of his den not really bothered by the cold. He scanned the camp checking who was up, before deciding there was no one worth talking to.


r a n k||hunter w i t h||no one c r u s h||Achilles but someone else has caught her eye
Calli happily trotted out her den, in a good mood as usual. She looked round for someone to talk to, the fea walked towards Dakota not seeing Hurricane but when noticing the fea Calli tried casually look like she was walking towards large oak tree, but ended up walking over to them anyway.
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to get to my WMEs. Thanks to iShame
for my adorable Otto.
And I know,
I've said this all before,
But opposites attract.
We try and run away,
But end up running back.
And all I want to do,
All I want to do,
Is lie down and...

Crash, fall down.
I'll wrap my arms around you now.
Just crash, it's our time now,
To make this work, second time around.

Oh crash, fall down.
Just crash, fall down.
Just crash, fall down.
Just crash, fall down.

~Crash by You Me At Six, everythings just a bit much...
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Re: The Blue Orchid Pack | open

Postby landofmakebelieve » Mon Dec 23, 2013 2:23 am

I'm caught in a HURRICANE
I'm leaving here dead or alive
And I know that I'd be willing
to feel the pain
If it got me to the other side
Cause I only hurt
Oh, HURRICANE
Yeah I can feel it hurt
Oh, HURRICANE
Hurricane
She pinned her ears and growled playfully, pawing at his ears playfully, "Ha, ha, your hilarious!" The warrior said sarcastically, rolling her eyes at him. She tilted her head to him, "Did you eat yet?" Hurricane asked, pushing the rabbit toward him.
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please call me believe





herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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Re: The Blue Orchid Pack | open

Postby leachface » Mon Dec 23, 2013 2:33 am

Dakota.
Healer.
Male.
red-wolf.
3years.
mate none.
Dakota, he laughed a bit, then said, "No I haven't come to think of it, last time I ate was last night before I went to bed."
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