Ｃｈｅｒｎｏｂｙｌ☢ A realistic wolf RP

[*.:Rory:.*]

Snow grinned and nodded, " Well nice to meet you Shard, and you have nothing to apologize for." She glanced at his body again, he was strong, definitely able to take down a Fae wolf such as herself... but that slight worry disappeared when her icy blue eyes made contact with his amber colored eyes, even through the fog was still in the air she could see them clearly and she could not stop looking at them. She quickly looked away when she relised that could be tooken as a threat and it was a little rude to stare. She spoke again, "So, are you familiar to this land? I am obviously not since this fog caught me by surprise." she grinned a little.

[lady windle.]

Tasha was still fascinated by the art of mother hood and she had let her guard down. Her body turned within the fog as she began to think it would be a better idea to keep moving than to stand still for to long. Her ears took back their stance above her head perked and liStening for any noise around her and for now the air was still.
To still.
Her body tensed and she let out a small and deep growl turning to peer down the hill she had made her way up to see the figure which was a rabbit but now she felt much like the rabbit. Watched and seen as an unknown. Her muscles flexed and she let out a much louder warning growl bristle lifting a top of her back and teeth clenched hard. "Who dare glare upon me but fear to show themselves?!?"Her voice bounced off the land around her and seemed to become logged within the dense fog.
Her eyes began to scan through the grounds this animal was good.
To good.
Her mind began to race but she refused to begin to panic she had never been one to panic and now being stalked she would not change that mind set. She took in a hard and deep breath of the heavy air attempting to pick up the scent of her unknown stalker.

[wishbone!]

Nafara attempted to contain a chuckle, the fae above was agitated at not being able to find her. The black she-wolf tensed up, ready to battle with this wolf if needed. Stepping forward into the view of the white wolf ahead, Nafara stood herself up straight and released a breath. "I am the one following you. I was curious as to why there was another wolf in my territory," Nafara lied. That was an alright fib, very cunning if I do say myself... Nafara smirked. Stepping forward, she realized that she was taller than the white fae, and counted it among the things she could use to intimidate her. "So please, explain."

[lady windle.]

Tasha's head snapped to the right as the onyx female came from her hiding space with her excuse of she owned the land. The white female could not help but allow a smirk to come across her face. "Oh please dear. You know as well as I do no wolf packs runs on these grounds and further more a female must have a male to start one and you smell of nothing but yourself." Tasha did not move from her perch.
Size did not win battles.
The onyx female may appear to be larger than her but even the largest can fall and same goes for the weak. Power, size, and skill do not decide a battle. Yes they may help but only will could decides one fate in one on one combat. That Tasha has learned. This female was no threat to Tasha for she seemed much like her. Not one to start a fight but one to surely finish one. She shook out her pelt a silent but strong jester she had no fear.
"Now why don't you explain your self?" she gave her a rather toothy grin body relaxed.

[wishbone!]

Nafara allowed herself to slump as she chuckled. "Looks like I've been sniffed out. Was I even a little convincing?" Nafara acted as if this was casual chit-chat. "You're very sharp witted, I admire that. Well I might as well explain why I was following you. I had smelled a rabbit, tracked it down, ate for a bit, and then your scent was caught in my nose. I went to find the owner of the eluding smell, and I found you. Next thing leads to another and now I'm here." Relaxing more, but not letting her guard down in case this fae decided to make a move, Nafara sat down and swished her tail in a rhythmic pattern.
"My name is Nafara."

[◘ Prism ◘]

Caine's eyes opened. He had been napping on a pile of dirt next to a long-abandoned human dwelling. He stood up. I need some food. he thought. He walked across the cracked concrete on the outskirts of the former Soviet town Pripyat, heading towards the forest. He detected the strong scent of a squirrel. However, he also scented another wolf.

[LilHoneyBee]

Would anyone be interested in roleplaying with Athena? c: ;

[◘ Prism ◘]

(I can! Caine smells a wolf anyways, so this would be a perfect time for interaction.)

[LilHoneyBee]

Alright! ;

| Wise Howls of Athena |
| Female |
| Three |
| Crush ; N/A |
| Pack/Rank ; N/A
| Tagged ; N/A |

I walked through the dense wooded area, my golden eyes shining against the sun beating through the trees. I gave a happy sigh, my tail wagging behind me. Today was a beautiful day and I felt like it would be a good one. A scent of wolf hit my nose, and I whipped around to the side I felt it on. I looked at the area with my golden eyes quickly, trying to spot the wolf it was coming from.

[lacebunnie]

Name;; " Hello. My name is Aspen, if that's what you're wanting to know. "
Age;; " I Believe I am roughly over the age of three. "
Gender;; " I am pretty sure I am a fae. "
Rank;; " I have yet to find a pack..so currently, I am a loner. I hope to find a brute to start a pack with someday soon. "
Personality;; " I like to think of myself as a respectful, responsible, bold, and spunky fae. I will always enjoy to let my wild and playful side shine through. I always try to pull a smile, even its really something I don't want to hear. I hate ruining another's day, so if they are doing something that isn't exactly...flawless, I will always try to point out their wrongs in the kindest way possible. I always try to keep up with others when they are doing something nearly flawless--because nothing is 'flawless'-- and compliment them, because I know all wolves are extremely talented--some too shy to show it. "
History;; As a feisty little pup, Aspen was not abused physically, but she developed a hatred for her family after they kept denying her hopes and dreams. Her father Oakes, mother Eva, and older brothers Rhett and Xavier had said that as a female pup, she would never be adequate for anything, and her best hope for survival was to get a strong mate to protect her. The only relative who supported her ambitions was her twin brother, Xerox. A middle-aged wolf named Triumph, who was completely unrelated to Aspen, had treated her like his own little daughter. Triumph spent more time with the tiny pup than all her family members put together spent with her. He told his surrogate daughter that she had potential, taught her the characteristics of a good leader, and offered support when young Aspen came to him ranting of her parents’ prejudice. As an apprentice, Aspen had been assigned Triumph as a mentor. She graduated faster than most wolves.. When she was four years old, Triumph was murdered, causing Aspen to undergo a dramatic change – she lost her reckless aggressive attitude, instead becoming much more sophisticated and controlled. Her mind became still stronger, while her ambition increased. She knew it was someone in her family who had done this but she needed a witness. A year later, the Alpha Female was killed in a devastating accident, and Aspen's Uncle, Link, rose to acquire the rank in her place. Disgusted, her parents and older brothers announced they would quit the pack. As they turned to leave, Xerox spoke out, saying that he had witnessed Oakes, Rhett, and Xavier slaughter Triumph. Aspen’s suspicions were confirmed. The wolves drove Aspen’s parents and older brothers away with a threat of death if they were ever seen in the blue pack’s property again. Unfortunately Xerox died of sickness that autumn. Now Aspen had no blood relatives in the pack, but she never felt like she needed any; she had always cared about her packmates as if they were her kin. She eventually got depressed and left the pack, which leads us to where she is today.
Kin;; " They are no longer of my worries. "
Crush;; " I have no brutes locked within my sights, so win my heart, I suppose. "
Mate;; " Like I just said, win my heart. "
Seeks in a mate;; " It would be wonrful to have a brute who is playful, yet knows when its the right time to get serious. Also a brute who is extremely affectionate, and will be committed to be staying by my side for the rest of our lives. "
Weaknesses;; Aspen is blind in her left eye, due to a battle, making her eyesight far away from perfect, but she always comes through.
Strengths;; Aspen is extremely fast, despite her imperfect eyesight, and has a powerful jaw, and powerful hind legs, making her an exceptional jumper.

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rank; lone wolf
location; somewhere in the middle of no where
mood&thoughts; bored
status; in heat
pack; --
tagged; --
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