walking with the wolves ❞ wolf rp \\ open and accepting!

[crabodile]

ⓡⓤⓝⓝⓔⓡ.
She//4 years old human years//Crush: open//Tags: open//OOC: runner is only 4. Isn't Kapu like, 15?


The delta stopped at a clearing. She ran across the clearing, the rabbit in her jaws. Stopping at the tree she had clawed, she started to walk back because she was tired. She smiled as she found her pack and put her the rabbit down. She licked her paws and sat down to watch camp again. She watched the wolves do their daily things, then she looked up at the blue sky.

[rogan]

aztec peered out of her den, watching for any signs of awaking wolves. once she had check from den view, her head shot back in the den and she curled up into a small ball, her plush fur getting into her nose. she shifted to where her tail was under her chin, that way she could finally get some sleep.
her slumber was awoken when her eyes opened, and there was a flow surrounded wolf standing in front of her. who are you? and where am I? aztec panicked, the black wolf creeping closer, shhh, she mumbled before starting it up again, by vanishing. wait! i didn't get your name!
aztec's head shot up, and she started to pant in terror. that dream made her feel like she was trapped in her own mind for eternity, though she really is. she sat up, her legs still trembling with fear. she flicked her ears, checking for any sign of the black wolves voice. 'good, it was just a dream...' she thought, exiting the den.

{{ chesapeake and aztec are open c;

[ᴇᴠᴇ]

{ yes you may reserve a fighter c: }

[FooeyJam]

``{{ nothing to say.

all wolves are open

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➶ arrow

- hunter - brute - tags; open - crush; open - mate; open -

``~ arrow stretched out in the sun filtering through the leafy branches of the tree he was resting under. he looked on through the area of the camp and sighed, and turned on his heels into the shadows. the kill pile full of food for the pack seemed to be running just under the approved amount for arrow, and he decided to hunt some more food. if he was lucky, he could find an easy deer. he sniffed the air and perked his ears, listening. he scanned his surroundings until a gentle breeze found him the strong scent of an anxious doe. he moved in that direction.

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✿ aleu

- omega - fae - tags; open - crush; open - mate; open -

``~ aleu had been awake for quite a while at this point, just sitting on the outside edges of the camp. she watched aztec become startled, and tilted her head and got up to go see what was wrong, but lowered her eyes and head and shuffled back to the shadows, and swiftly moved through the trees to a stream she found as a smaller wolf. she met the creek, and quickly moved through the shadows to the clearing and lowered her head to he water to drink, her eyes darting everywhere for any sign of a threat.

[daemonic]

ᴏʀɪᴏɴ ♞

❛ the name's ORION, and that is the first and last time i will remind you, got it? ❜

→ ❝ all of these things made me who i am.

name. orion ( uh-rahy-uh )
age. three years and eight months.
gender. brute ♂
rank. fighter
desired rank. n/a

→ ❝ i'm a BEAST.

stature. wide in the shoulders ; square jaw and large paws equipped more for combat than hunting.
coat. a top coat of coal and hickory while the bottom layer contains a steel grey, usually mistaken as white.
irises. amber brown, nearly comparable to gold.
additional markings. as a fighter, he holds many scars. the most prominent of which is one his hind right leg; a horizontal gash where fur no longer grows.

→ ❝ if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind.

personality. orion has respect for those who give off a classic big bad wolf persona ; he quite respects a wolf who makes an almost dramatic point of pushing others away, but don't expect it from orion just because he is a fighter. he's far from a LOVER -- he's not the emotional or empathetic type -- but as someone who barely expresses any emotion, he's not one to get mad without any concrete reason behind it. he keeps to himself mostly, but when it comes to his rank and his job as part of the pack, he can be rather impulsive. he lives by the firm belief that peace is created through blood and fear, which is why he could never be an alpha -- not like he'd ever want to.

archive. perhaps it's a bit of a sob story, not that you'll ever hear it from orion. it all starts on a cold, raining fall morning where a loner gave birth to three sons that belong to a pack beta. he doesn't remember all that much from his life as a pup, but his mother used to tell him stories of how his father would sneak away from their pack borders to see them. there is one particular day orion can remember without fail: it was cloudy, but very hot. he, the youngest of his brothers, would lay in the shade, panting heavily and watching his brothers joust a few feet from their mother. orion's mother rose to her paws rather quickly, giving her pups an assuring nod before she disappeared into the thicket. when she emerged again, she was rushing us back into the treeline, further away from the pack border -- further away from their father. they ran until their pads were bleeding and then they ran some more, even as it began to rain heavily. soon, their coats were so heavy that orion and his two older brothers began to complain. it was like trying to run with another wolf on your back, and soon their mother began to slow and calm as they took shelter within the exposed roots of a great oak.
it was the sound of his oldest brother, snake, biting his ear that jolted him out of a much needed sleep. snake placed his paw over orion's small snout, keeping him quiet before leading him towards the edge of the makeshift den where it continued to be silent until three large wolves came barreling out of the ferns. they wreaked of pack scent, and their jaws were locked around orion's mohter's slender throat, and three pups watched their mother's throat become shredded meat until she choked out her final breath. and then they ran. they ran for years until snake and ryon parted ways from orion and each other, leaving orion to fend for himself until he was found by the pack. stoic, he may be, but he doesn't very much like being alone as much as he used to.

→ ❝ you don't have to be INVINCIBLE cause i sure ain't no saint.

relationship status. alone.
desired. n/a
family. chief//father [unknown] ; olive//mother [deceased] ; snake//brother [alive] ; ryon//brother [alive]

[.:RememberMe:.]

Alex
Hunter
Tagged: Open
Feeling: Useless
Crush: None

Alex ran for a few minutes... far away from the beady eyed rabbit nightmare. He gave a small yelp as he tripped on a branch and landed face first in the ground. His chest heaved as he breathed deeply, trying to catch his breath. "I... hate... rabbits," he huffed, annoyed that he was so scared of them. It never helped when it came time for his to eat either. What help could he do as a hunter if he was terrified of something he was supposed to hunt? And his white fur didn't help either. Not only was it bad camoflauge except in the winter, it wasn't exactly common for a male to have white fur. He was always teased for it as a pup. He shook his head. No, he must not think about his past. He lived now. Not then.

Sally
Human
Tagged: None
Feeling: Frustrated
Crush: None

Sally sighed as her hair fell in her face mid-type. The growled, sweeping the curls away briskly. "I am so ready to cut my hair," she murmured, instantly knowing she wouldn't do it. She loved her long hair... when it wasn't falling in her face as she programmed. She eventually just braided her hair back. She glanced at the time before continuing to work. It was starting to get about time to leave... but surely five more minutes wouldn't hurt...

[Azuro]

ⓡⓤⓝⓝⓔⓡ.
She//4 years old human years//Crush: open//Tags: open//OOC: runner is only 4. Isn't Kapu like, 15?


The delta yawned as she watched the camp quietly. She watched the few white clouds go by and scented the air. Sighing, she looked at the tree she had tried climbed yesterday. She ran to it and started to claw the bark. Sharpening her nails still, she looked down into a small patch of trees. She decided to hunt and padded into the trees. She watched the deer flee away and shook her head. She ran after a plump rabbit amd pounced on it. The rabbit kicked her before she managed to bite its neck. She smiled at her catch and headed back to the rest of the camp.

(That's his human age. He's like 2 years old in reality.)

[crabodile]

Her human age is Four. I don't know what her wolf age would be...}

[.:RememberMe:.]

well one year for us is seven for them so Alex is eh... four in wolf years? So he is 28 in human ^-^ So she is probably six and a half months?))

[crabodile]

That didn't heslp. well, sorta I guess.}