Ｗａｎｉｎｇ Ｍｏｏｎ (Wolf RP) OPEN

[Tartan]

Noelle.

As the sun burst through the trees surrounding the outlands, just south of the pack lands, rustling of leaves could be heard from inside the makeshift den at the base of an old tree. Hidden inside is Noelle rolling around to manoeuvre herself into her belly to enjoy the sun rays that were directed straight into her den. After a few moments of appreciating the placement of her temporary den, she raised herself off the floor. Hearing her stomach grumble she knew it was time to go search for some food. Stepping out into the brisk morning air, she shook the remaining leaves on her body and headed out into the main area she has spotted deer before. Lifting her nose into the air she smelt the faint scent of a herd of deer travelling with the breeze. Her thoughts trailed to her brother, knowing he would be itching to go on a hunt if he caught the smell, too bad he passed on. Clearing her thoughts she took off heading towards the scent of deer. With her history on hunting, usually smaller animals stick around larger ones for protection. As she got closer the slight scent of rabbits started to appear.

[Pit~bull~Lover]

(Sorry about the short entrances, I will post more as I get more into this roleplay)

Lark - Form - Female - 7 years - Heterosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Open

Lark walked around camp, bored with nothing to do. She glanced at a few other wolves from the pack, smiling at them as they passed. Her joints ached but her boredom was more dominate than the pain.

Splash - Form - Male - 3 years - Homosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Open

Splash jumped into the water, loving the feeling of the water soaking his coat. He had thicker fur than most of the other wolves so he over heated a lot quicker than the others. He was also bigger than most of the fighters, so he stuck out more than he'd like to admit.

Echo - Form - Female - 3 years - Bisexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Open

Echo jumped on top of the rabbit, killing it with ease. She picked the limp body up into her jaws, happy that she had actually caught the rabbit, she usually wasn't fast enough. She was better at strategy and endurance. She walked into the camp and placed her catch down proudly.

[carpe noctem.]

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age eight gender male rank elder mate yansa children deseronto tags open.

a brisk chill swept through the aged brute's den, earning the owner of the small—yet rather cozy— den a brief shiver. Keme's muscles rippling beneath his grayed coat, weathered with age that came with each season. He looked at a few crinkled up leaves that scattered around the place, one huge forepaw gently stamping down on it. "It's been awhile since you were last here, yansa." he said quietly, striking amber eyes shutting. "ekon passed away, we're all mourning over it. I guess you already knew though, he's with you in the stars now." he murmured softly.
Another gentle gust of wind flooded into the den, making Keme's eyelids swing open and tilt his head to look out at the campgrounds of the pack. He could make out a few figures, and he was sure his son was one of him. His chest swelled with pride, youthful pumpkin-coloured orbs shining as he looked at the new alpha; his son. Keme then lowered his head to where his paw was, grabbing the red maple leaf gently before letting it go as another breeze went through his fur, watching as the feeble leaf danced around with the wind.
As it went out of view and into the current of the wind, Keme slid his golden visionaries to the packmates that had begun to stir, and took a few more steps outside his den.

ＣＹＧＮＵＳ

age four gender male rank lead fighter mate none children none tags open.

the wide, well-muscled rib cage of the massive brute shuddered as he began to stir, his breathing quickening just slightly as his dark yellow and silver-flecked visionaries flickered into life. Like a well-oiled machine, cygnus wasted little time trying to shake the tiredness gripping at his body, urging his aching muscles to sleep his duties and worries away. Sure, the black and brown pelted male wanted to oblige and sink into the calm world unconsciousness for a few more minutes, but he had task he needed to complete and patrols he needed to send off. With Ekon gone, he felt responsible to step up his game and make sure his teams were putting in maximum effort with their assigned jobs.
With a short grunt, the burly male stepped out of his den and stalked into the centre of camp, yellow eyes narrowing slightly as he stared at others who had begun to stir.

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age three gender female rank omega mate none children nine tags open.

kitchi was well awake by the time most of the pack was awake, the feeble omega not lucky enough to be graced with a full slumber. Her night consisted of vivid, horrifying retells of her former way of life, the pairs of teeth gnashing into her flesh, growls and barks ripping through the air like thunder. Her body trembled, a rippling shiver coming in waves through her body as she thought about it. No. she thought, trying to think of something else. Don't think about it, don't think about it. she barely contained the stressed whimper that was forming in her throat, letting it slip for a moment before silencing it by slamming her chocolate eyes shut. She kept herself frozen for a few moments longer, then suddenly jerking her head forwards to get her small, frail body farther into camp.

[Spirit438]

Dahlia/ Lead Hunter/ Crush: Open/ Mate: None/Location: Outside the Dens/ Tags: Open


Dahlia sat outside the dens, his tail wrapped neatly over his paws. He looked up at the sky, sighing softly. He wanted to go out for a run, to hunt, but it was too early in the morning. He wouldn't find any prey at this hour. That and he didn't want to go out alone. So instead he sat, thinking about where he wanted to take the others for today's hunt. They hadn't been out to the plains in a while, maybe they could try their luck there.

Wren/ Healer/ Crush: Open/ Mate: None/ Location: The Dens/ Tags: Open

Wren sat in the healer's den, looking through their herbs. He knew he just checked the day before, and the day before that, and the day before that, but it was always better to be safe than sorry. That and it gave him an excuse not to interact with people. He wanted to go out and get more herbs today, but as far as he could tell their stocks were pretty good. Then again it was fall time, so it wouldn't hurt to go out and start stocking up herbs that will start dying soon, and herbs they won't be able to find in the winter.

[Pit~bull~Lover]

Lark - Form - Female - Elder - 7 years - Heterosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Wren

Lark walked up to the healer. "Hello Wren, how are you today? Do you need anything?" Lark asked politely, smiling at the young healer. She always liked to talk to all of the wolves still in camp, to see if there was anything for her to do. She hated being an elder, she liked to help her pack, not sit around eating all of the prey.

Splash - Form - Male - Fighter - 3 years - Homosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Open

Splash jumped into the water, loving the feeling of the water soaking his coat. He had thicker fur than most of the other wolves so he over heated a lot quicker than the others. He was also bigger than most of the fighters, so he stuck out more than he'd like to admit.

Echo - Form - Female - Hunter - 3 years - Bisexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Open

Echo jumped on top of the rabbit, killing it with ease. She picked the limp body up into her jaws, happy that she had actually caught the rabbit, she usually wasn't fast enough. She was better at strategy and endurance. She walked into the camp and placed her catch down proudly.

[Spirit438]

Dahlia/ Lead Hunter/ Crush: Open/ Mate: None/Location: Outside the Dens/ Tags: Open


Dahlia sat outside the dens, his tail wrapped neatly over his paws. He looked up at the sky, sighing softly. He wanted to go out for a run, to hunt, but it was too early in the morning. He wouldn't find any prey at this hour. That and he didn't want to go out alone. So instead he sat, thinking about where he wanted to take the others for today's hunt. They hadn't been out to the plains in a while, maybe they could try their luck there.

Wren/ Healer/ Crush: Open/ Mate: None/ Location: The Dens/ Tags: Open

Wren nearly jumped, looking over to see Lark. He had been so focused he didn't sense her coming up to him." I-I'm fine. How are you, Lark?" He replied politely, bowing his head a little. Lark was an Elder, which meant that she was higher up on the social ladder than he was. That and it was just polite to respect your elders. Wren thought for a minute, trying to think if he needed anything." I don't think I need anything at the moment, but I'll let you know if I think of something." He replied quietly, not wanting to go back to what he was doing while Lark was still here and having a conversation with him.

[Pit~bull~Lover]

Lark - Form - Female - Elder - 7 years - Heterosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Wren

Lark nodded, trying not to look to disappointed. "Okay then, tell me if you need anything at all and I'll be happy to get it for you." She said, nodding to the healer as she turned to walk away. Her limbs were stiff but she managed to get to a shady corner before laying down.

Splash - Form - Male - Fighter - 3 years - Homosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Open

Splash jumped into the water, loving the feeling of the water soaking his coat. He had thicker fur than most of the other wolves so he over heated a lot quicker than the others. He was also bigger than most of the fighters, so he stuck out more than he'd like to admit.

Echo - Form - Female - Hunter - 3 years - Bisexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Open

Echo jumped on top of the rabbit, killing it with ease. She picked the limp body up into her jaws, happy that she had actually caught the rabbit, she usually wasn't fast enough. She was better at strategy and endurance. She walked into the camp and placed her catch down proudly.

[Prophet]

❀Quincy//Quinn❀
-Lead Healer
-Location//Camp
-Mood//Content
-Tags//Cygnus, Dahlia

Quinn peered around the densite, her ears poking up into the sky. The leads needed to have a meeting before the day started. Cygnus' bulky frame came into her line of sight, so she padded over and paused next to him. "Good morning." She cooed softly. While not afraid of the brute, she was somewhat intimidated by his side. She generally kept a distance from him. "Have you seen Dahlia? With Dese being so ill the three of us will have to figure out how to manage the pack." Her glowing honey eyes scanned the plaza, and up one of the narrow paths she spotted the luminous orange pelt of the lead hunter, "Dahlia!" She howled in his direction, beckoning him to Cygnus and herself. She knew they needed to hunt, as food supplies in the camp were running low - they needed to patrol the perimeter, since outsiders had been wondering dangerously close since they lost Ekon - and they needed to stock up on herbs and other provisions before winter came.

☁Samael//Sam☁
-Omega
-Location//Woods
-Mood//Focused
-Tags//Noelle

The brute did not have a den, rather he slept just outside the dens on a patch of grass, nestled in between some boulders for protection. Ekon had never awarded him his own place - though he had never argued. Sam stood and shook loose dew off his pelt, which coincidentally sent some water down the shaft of his fur and onto his skin. His stiff body meandered into the sun, exhaustion emanating from him. The morning sounds of the pack and the forest were deafening at first, but he quickly adapted. There was nothing for him here at the moment, the pack seemed mostly asleep still, or close to it. He began padding away from the other wolves and into the thick woods, having decided to get some water from the stream, maybe dunk his head under the chilly water. It was a considerable walk to the steam, especially considering it was their main water source. There was an obvious trail that led from the pack site to the little brook, heavily trafficked by the entire pack, but Sam wasn't interested in conversation this early in the morning. He veered off the pathway and into the trees. The further away from the pack he got, the more a lingering scent seemed to caress his nostrils. He shook his head slightly, trying to escape the smell, but it was becoming increasingly stronger. A loner? He thought skeptically. Other wolves rarely wondered close to the packs territory, let alone into it. But with Ekon gone, what did they really have to fear? Usually, talking to a loner would be a punishable offence, so Sam was tempted to ignore the smell. As he walked though, he was reminded that just like loners had no threats at the moment, neither did he, so maybe he would investigate this smell - not because he really cared that a loner was in the territory, rather, because he wasn't supposed to. He redirected his pace and began walking towards the smell, and before long came upon the source, a black and white shewolf standing in a clearing. His next action should have been carefully devised, but what the heck, "Find anything good?" He called out, unnecessarily loud, his head and chest extended out from behind the brush.

[Tartan]

Noelle

Coming to a stop just short of a clearing , she stood still and closed her eyes. Too focused on trying to locate the exact location of her next meal, she never noticed the scent of the wolf joining her. Jumping slight as the wolf spoke, she reopened her eyes and turned her head to the wolf. Shifting her body round to follow she faced the grey wolf. Sniffing the air she took in his scent. Omega, she thought. She stayed silent for a brief moment, planning her escape if it came to it. “ Not Yet” she said, finally answering his question. “You interrupted me” she finished her eyes roaming over him. Wondering if she should be answering his questions. She was still cautions about pack wolves.

[Pit~bull~Lover]

Lark - Form - Female - Elder - 7 years - Heterosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Wren

Lark nodded, trying not to look to disappointed. "Okay then, tell me if you need anything at all and I'll be happy to get it for you." She said, nodding to the healer as she turned to walk away. Her limbs were stiff but she managed to get to a shady corner before laying down.

Splash - Form - Male - Fighter - 3 years - Homosexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Dahlia

Splash got out of the water, shanking most of the water out of his coat. He walked towards camp, thinking about checking the borders later on. While thinking about what he was going to do today, he glanced over at Dahlia. "What's up?" He asked causally, trying to get his mind off of todays planned activities. He liked to wing things not plan them.

Echo - Form - Female - Hunter - 3 years - Bisexual - Crush: Open - Tags: Open

Echo jumped on top of the rabbit, killing it with ease. She picked the limp body up into her jaws, happy that she had actually caught the rabbit, she usually wasn't fast enough. She was better at strategy and endurance. She walked into the camp and placed her catch down proudly.