holding onto hope; a wolf roleplay. open

[Nightsent]

hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul,
and sings the tune without the words,
and never stops at all.

and sweetest in the gale is heard;
and sore must be the storm
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm.

i’ve heard it in the chillest land
and on the strangest sea;
yet, never, in extremity,
it asked a crumb of me.

emily dickinson

[Nightsent]

001: follow all site rules. 002: be active! post
at least once every four days. 003: write at le
ast five good sentences per post. 004: try to k
eep genders even. 005: don’t have mary/gary
sues and don’t powerplay please. 006: hate th
e character, not the player. be respectful! 007
you may have a maximum of five wolves only!
I do not want you to bite off more than you ca
n chew. 008: only one high-ranking wolf per p
erson. 009: remember to fade to black if nece
ssary. 010: please notify me if you’ll be absent
for too long. 011: remember to have fun! :>

[Nightsent]

the silver creek wolf pack, or just the creek p
ack, was once a peaceful and respected group
within the southwestern corner of canada. the
original leader, nikoda, and his mate, astra, c
reated a firm but strict system of leadership t
that kept the pack running for generations up
on generations of wolves. but as man’s machin
es created more and more pollution, the atmo
sphere began to change. wildfires became mo
re and more frequent, and prey less and less f
requent. nowadays, the only food for the pack
is an occasional hare, and even those are foun
d few and far between. the pack’s center of c
ommand has been on it’s downfall, but with th
e newest alpha, an arrogant male by the name
of lycan, the pack’s infrastructure had really b
egun to crumble. order has left the pack, with
chaos taking it’s place. can the individuals lear
n to reinvent themselves as a family, or will th
ey be too late to put an end to all the chaos?

[Nightsent]

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