Ｉｔ ａｌｌ ｓｔａｒｔｅｄ ｗｉｔｈ ａ ｒｏｇｕｅ {open}

[slccat]

{Anyone open for Alihana?}

I have November Trees? ;;

['pyrrhic]

{Ok, bring him over.}
{Alihana is eating a small rabbit crying in a grassy shade area alone.}

[maximum entropy]

Gᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ
Name : "Me? I'm Little Bird. Call me Birdy. I was named that because I was such a small pup, and had an obsession with birds. I grew up big and strong, so I'm a lot bigger then my parents expected me to grow!"
Age : "I'm 2 years of age. I'm a fresh adult."
Gender : "I'm a female... Sadly in this ridiculous pack--I mean, absolutely wonderful pack. Did anyone hear me say that? No? Good."
Rank Wanted : "Really? Anything higher than this. Heck, a loner would be epic. I would do anything to find a nice, quiet corner to myself, settle down with a nice male, have a few pups..."
Rank Acquired : "I'm a pupsitter. Used to be a lovely position, good and respectful--we pupsitters were needed. Now it's just a crappy job given to the females."
Eye & Fur color : "My eyes are a golden color and my pelt is a bright white... I blend in with the snow, not much else.
Wʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ
Secretly admires : "No one! Are you insane? I honestly could just throw all the males off a cliff... If I could."
Turn ons / what you want in a mate : "Really just someone kind, respectful, and someone who would treat me equally. Someone who would love me and not treat me like garbage. Problem is you can't find that type of person in this pack."
Current Mate(s) : "HA! I never plan to have one! Unless they're nice, of course. But yeah, none, and probably never will be, looking at the state of the pack right now!"
Previous Mates : "None, for the same reasons as above."
Pups : "None, but if I do find a good mate, I'd love to have some young ones."
Family : "My mother died of starvation and my father was killed for taking care of my mother. I have no siblings, even though I was the smallest, the other two didn't survive out in the wild..."
Lᴇᴛ's ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ
Personality : Little Bird is a kind, sweet fae with a normally gentle disposition--on the outside. On the inside, she's boiling with anger and frustration. She is very playful and watchful, making her an excellent pupsitter. In fact, she wouldn't mind the job if it weren't treated so terribly. She is very intelligent and kind of stubborn, but will obey the pack rules because her mother and father taught her to obey them, even if they were unfair, because one day, karma/fate/destiny will make things right again. She just can't wait for that day. She likes to make friends with the other females in the pack, and she will ignore males unless directly spoken to. She feels quite alone but will keep that very hidden.
History : She was raised as a loner. When she was six months old, her family ran into the pack and were accepted in. Everything changed and her mother died two months before her two year birthday. Her father died soon after. She did her best to respect all of their views on life and to respect their word. Still doesn't change her inner feelings, however...
View on males : "Let's just say if I could throw them off a cliff, I would. Sadly, I can't. I just keep my feelings hidden and waits for the day everyone will be free from these brutish brutes!"
Other important information She's afraid of never being free from this. She's actually quite a weak wolf and will prefer submission then fighting. She tends to secretly rant by herself, if she can.
She dislikes nighttime and prefers daytime, because the night is cold.
She likes pups.

I hope this is okay :)

[anxiety).]

Ｆｅｌｉｃｉｔｙ

Omega - Female|Single|Tags; November Trees

Felicity flicked her ears when she heard someone approaching her. What she could tell from the scent is that it was a male. Finally sending someone to kill me, Xavier? she thought, rolling her eyes. She kept her back turn, bracing herself for pain. But, she only felt a slightly larger body touch hers. She jumped to her feet and faced the brute. The omega relaxed when she realized it was only November Trees, one of the very few kind males that only acted tough and cruel around the females when the higher ranks were around.

Felicity sat down, observing the male as he spoke. She laughed slightly when he said 'lady Felicity'. "What are we? Royal?" she asked sarcastically, not meaning to be rude at all. "I wish it was good... but, we faes are still under your species' power." she mumbled, swaying her tail. The fae thought back to when she and Xavier were fighting. From the yelling coming from the Beta Den, it sounded like he was in another.

['pyrrhic]

{Anyone open for Alihana?}

I have November Trees? ;;

{Ok, bring him over.}
{Alihana is eating a small rabbit crying in a grassy shade area alone.}

[slccat]

I am sorry guys that I am not on a lot, and when I am on, I make a few posts then have to leave. I am willing to give up the alpha male to any other person who wants a rank, that the owner of the roleplay is okay with ;;

[Spotted.Newt]

Username:
Horse65478
Wolf Name:
Arberie, but friends call her Brie
Gender:
Female
Age:
3.5 years
Rank:
Pup sitter, though she despises such a low rank.
Rank wanted:
She wants to lead her own one day, .
History:
Arberie used to be in another pack, but was kicked out. The leader was cruel, and Arberie was the only wolf willing to stand up to him. In return she was banished, and barely escaped alive. She didn't plan on joining this pack, rather she wandered into the territory and was forced to stay. She spends her free time plotting an escape, or how to overthrow the head rouge- she refuses to call him an Alpha.
Personality
Brie is typically feisty and a strong fighter. She is fast and swift, and she has yet to meet a wolf she can't outrun. She is smart, and isn't easily tricked. She likes to do things her way sometimes, but she tries to obey orders. She is a bit strong willed, and if she believes you are wrong she will let you know. She hates it when others don't take responsibility for their actions. Although she is tough, she has a soft spot for the little ones, and enjoys their company. If you want to be her sweetheart, you have your work cut out for you. She is plotting every second she has alone... Plotting a way to escape. .
Crush:
win her heart
Mate:
win her heart
Pups:
wants