Feral Blood || Wolf RP || Open and Accepting

[Reiy]

-is it alright if I make a delta fae?

[proud.little.wolf]

-is it alright if I make a delta fae?

(Of course! Go right ahead. :3)

[Reiy]

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name; Kinta

name pronunciation; kin-ta

name meaning; kinta is Choctaw for deer

gender; fae (female)

age; 2.7 years

rank; delta

Well hello, I am called by the name Kinta. Pleased to meet you. Like I said i was named Kinta, it is Choctaw for "deer." So occasionally other wolves will call me Running Deer. The pronunciation for it is fairly easy, just sound out the word, kin-ta. My mother had died when she gave birth to me and my litter, so my father was the one who named all of us. Even as a pup I was one of the most active, I always ran around our den and constantly complained about not being allowed outside, or at least thats what my father said. When he started to think about how fast I was he thought of a running deer, thats when he started to call me Kinta. You probably know by now that I am a fae, not a brute. I am also 2 years and seven moons of age, I think I am still a fairly young wolf and I have allot of life ahead of me. I have been a part of the pack of Whispering Pines for a while now and have fought both psychically and mentally up to the position of delta female, and I proudly still own the rank.

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fur; medium length black fur

eye colour; pale amber

build; slim but firm

scars-modifications; long scar across
left back leg


positive traits; loyal, intelligent,
trustworthy, brave

negative traits; secretive, sneaky,
sensitive

specialties; extremely agile, fast

flaws; sharp-tongued, no sympathy


date of birth; november 21

father; Chaton(deceased)

mother; Kiowa(deceased)

kin; Algoma(f-deceased), Hento(m-loner)


crush; no-one currently

mate; no-one currently

pups; none currently

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Horrified faces stared at the gruesome scene around them, a pack viciously slaughtered, but by what? Just when the three wolves thought that everyone was gone a agonizing wail interrupted the dead silence and a large black brute burst out of a mangled den. "You!" He gasped and stumbled towards the small group of wolves, blood dripped off a gash in his side and trailed behind him. "Help the fae." He whispered and stumbled back into the den.
The wolves stared wide-eyed in shock, their legs seemingly glued to the forest floor. What had just happened? One of the wolves silently following the big black brute into the den. A strikingly beautiful silver fae was sprawled out on the ground, her once beautiful fur matted with blood and a pained look in her eyes. The black brute lay beside her, quietly lapping at her ear and whispering quiet words of encouragement.
Was she giving birth? Yes. In the midst of a gruesome murder scene? Yes, she had watched one by one her pack members brutally slayed by their rival pack while she was bringing life to three new pups. Two small gray pups wailed and snuggled close to their mothers side, wet with blood. The fae gasped and her spine rippled as another tiny body slid out onto the den floor. With that her head slowly dropped to the ground with exhaustion and weakness, the strange black brute licked her rapidlly now crying out to her. "Shes gone now." Another wolf slipped into the den and gazed down at the fae's distant eyes. "The most you can do for her is make sure your pups are in good care. Then she will be pleased." The brute nodded and one by one carried the pups out of the messy den, leaving his former mates body.

"Daddy! I caught a mouse look!" A small black pup trotted happily up to a black brute and dropped the dead body at his paws. He shook his head in discouragement, "Only kill to eat, remember?" He had had enough death in the past few moons, with the death of his mate and pack. The pup hung her head low, sad that she had disappointed her father. "It's fine, Kinta. Just remember next time." He leaned down at ran a long tongue over Kinta's slick black fur and looked into her pale amber eyes. The same colour of her mothers eyes. He sat up straight then looked over to the other two pups playing in the field, a hawk was gliding gently in the air close by which meant play time was over. "Pups! Back into the den!" He called, Hento hurried over when he glance up at the large bird but Algoma didn't budge. With a sigh the big black brute started over towards her, that was when the hawk screeched and dove towards the small fae, talons extended. Algoma wailed with fear when the needle sharp talons pierced her skin and lifted her up into the air. "No!" The brute wailed and jumped up, clawing the air and barely missing the tip of the birds wing. He then gave up, and watched the little gray pup until she wasn't even a dot on the horizon.

It had been more than a year and a half since Kinta's sisters death, and her father, Chaton, still moped about. Meanwhile Kinta was always as energetic as she could be, and she was searching for a pack. Hento had already left, he now lived his life as a lone wolf and was searching for a fae to be his mate. Chaton had given up on his hapiness, still dedicated to his mate, Kiowa, bu the had tried to take good care of their pups. But now it was the time where Kinta would grow up, grow up and leave to find her own pack as she wished. The black fae drew closer and ran her tongue over her fathers furry head in silence. Then, she tuned her tail and headed off in nowhere in particular. It didn't take long for her to find the pack of Whispering Pines, and she warmly welcome inside of it. Now, she had ranked up and proved her loyalty as she holds the position of deltess, or delta fae.

-thank you! I hope this covers it all? There may be a few things that you don't understand that I forgot to edit out... This is the form I've been using for all wolf roleplays.

[proud.little.wolf]

(It seemed pretty straightforward and understandable to me. Accepted! c:)

[Reiy]

-thanks, anything I should know before I start roleplaying?

[proud.little.wolf]

(Yes. Make sure your posts are at least three to four sentences and use proper grammar. I can't think of anything else at the moment [most is explained in the rules.] You can start wherever you want, just note that Slade and Eve (WP alpha male and beta female) aren't at the pack camp right now.)

(Weather change: cloudy.)

[Reiy]

-okay, I'll skim through the other posts to see whats going on. So.. Kinta is open. c:

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Black eyelids slowly fluttered open as the sunlight crept through the trees and cast a blinding glare on the den floor. Pale amber eyes now glimmered in the sunlight that was cast into the den, gazing intently outside. The small black fae rose to her feet and slowly padded outside, it seemed to be in the afternoon? Wow, I must have slept a long time.. I must have been exhausted from last nights hunting trip. Kinta's jaws gaped in a large yawn and she headed towards the center of the pack camp. Her stomach made a strange gurgling noise, and the fae groaned, obviously hungry. Most wolves were out of the camp, so, it wouldn't hurt to have a little hunting trip. Would it? The velvety fae shook her head and padded slowly out of the camp, food on her mind. She wasn't to far away she caught the scent of two or three rabbits, a good catch for solitary hunting. Kinta pricked her ears and slid forward, slinking silently between the trees. It took total concentration and experience to be able to catch even one of the fast little creatures, but lucky for her, she had done it alot. Her amber eyes glowed through the trees and she slowly crept forward, suddenly she leapt to grab the rabbit. As if on command the brown rabbit sprinted away, Kinta fast on its heels. Swiping a black paw forward she tripped the lithe creature and trapped it under her paws, all it took was one fast bite to the life vain to kill it and it relaxed in her paws. She layed her head down and silently thanked the rabbit for its life before she picked it up in her jaws.

[Keyo]

whispering pines | beta female | fae | tagged;; none | crush: none

The white fae let out a deep breath before, finally after a snide come back towards Sirius, did Slade begin to walk away from the brute. Eve was surprised, after all, it seemed as if earlier the brute would have jumped at the chance of putting any Falling Stars wolf in his place if he even saw one. Looks like the alpha wouldn't make her frustrated today. Yet, what are alpha and beta's for if not to clash with each other on occasion. A small chuckle eventually escaped her muzle as they drew further and further away from the rival pack grounds, her muscles beginning to settle down and relax as she grew relieved that the threat was now absent from sight. "Well," she began, "You handled that rather well." She reassured with a curious yet playful glance, waiting for Slade to finish covering up Nova's scent on their territory. Things would certainly be a lot easier if they weren't around. Although, her mother use to assure her that there could not be peace without turmoil. It made no sense to her at the time. However, it appeared to getting more and more understood as she grew in age. "Would you like me to congratulate you?" She teased with a gentle nip to his shoulder and a flick of her own tail. They appeared to be heading back towards camp soon, which she was pleased with. This was already growing to have the possibility of being a long day.

[proud.little.wolf]

Slade | WP alpha male | Eve of Dawn

"You're right... I held it together pretty well back there. So yes, a congrats is in order." He playfully headbutted her shoulder and sighed as dark clouds began to cover the sky, offering some relief from the sun. The scent of death emanated from somewhere in their territory, and he immediately recognized Kinta's scent interlaced with it. Must be doing some hunting, he figured. Slade's scar ached for probably the hundredth time, making him growl softly with irritation. He glanced at Eve and said, "You're probably wondering where I got this damned scar." He leaped over a fallen tree and went on. "I'll give you a hint: his name ends with an 's'."

Nova | FS warrior | FS camp |

Nova turned away from her packmate's gaze and trotted along a path until she reached the clearing where Falling Stars camp was located. The she-wolf plopped down on a tree stump, curling herself up so that no part of her was hanging off the edge. I wonder if the Whispering Pines wolves liked my present. The thought brought a smug grin to her face. Nova figured she'd probably be scolded for it later if one of her packmates figured out what she had done. She recalled telling Sirius and rolled her green-flecked eyes at the thought of the brute chiding her like she was an insolent pup. Let the brute try. I'll nip his ears off.

[Keyo]

whispering pines | beta female | fae | tagged;; none | crush: none

Eve shook her head while chuckling, and almost instinctively the white fae nipped the brute as he headbutted her shoulder. It was only a playful nip of course. "Alright." The fae flicked her tail, and she licked the side of his cheek gently before smirking. "Congratulations, you're an adult." She teased a bit mockingly. Yet, her attention was suddenly distracted as she noticed the sun being hidden behind some dark looking clouds. Her ears flattened a bit as she began to speak once more, "Do you think it's going to rain?" She questioned. She hated being wet.. honestly, the feeling of wet fur was surely uncomfortable to her. Yet, her ears perked as Slade questioned the originality of the scar that crossed over his face and she let a mischievous grin cross her face as she arched a brow. "Oh, let me guess. Sirius?" She could tell that her alpha was overly tense around that rival brute, and it was certainly obvious that the two hated each other. "He certainly is a large brute." She reassured, as if saying that she didn't blame him for receiving that scar. She knew that if she had been up against that brute, she would have lost severely.

(Sirius is taking a break for a moment. xD While I'm being lazy..)