ℬʟαηк℮т Oƒ Sтαrs [Advanced Wolf RP] Accepting!

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(Heya, back. Sorry I haven't been on.)

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Electra
The light smokey femora woke in a cold mossy den. She slide her eyeslids open, and remembered where she was. The are was tight and cramped, and cold as it was a mossy, dewy den. Looking to the small entrance, she saw the golden sunbeams peer through the opening. The fae tried to even think how she fit through, yet she did. She figured the den was abandoned by a badger or some other animal along those lines. She flipped onto her belly, and "army-crawled" out of the den. Once she had squezzed through the entrance she rose to her feet quickly, shook off her slate pelt, and let her eyes adjust to the sun light. Streching her limbs out, she let out a small yawnher tongue looling out.
Her electric blue eyes scanned the air as she took in the crisp and brisk air for the the scent of wolves. The wolves of her pack that she ever so rarily saw. She lived out on the borders, moving throughout the territory. She occasionally went on the pack hunts, but didn't even know the wolves' names. But today she had a promise to keep. She vowed to herself she'd go into the pack and "interact with the wolves."

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[@○Mʋsιc тσ мʏ Єaяs○ You are accepted. I will update.]

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After a short nap Shane slipped out of his den and gazed around. He had little to do, nothing really major or eventful had happened, or was happening, so he didn't have many things to worry about besides the lack of wolves in his pack, the onslaught of winter and the lack of pups. But he shrugged his worries off and gazed around, occasionally raising his head to sniff at the air. He could detect nothing but the scent of the pack, which, he supposed, was a good thing. His ears flicked and the obsidian wolf raised his golden gaze to the overcast sky. Dark, billowing clouds were gathering, a clear sign of an oncoming storm. Warily he glanced around the camp and noted the absence of several wolves. In the hopes that they would return before the storm he raised his muzzle to the sky and howled a short, but sharp note, warning them of the brewing storm.

Beckett, who happened to be one of those missing wolves, took no notice of Shane's howl. She was clearly lost in thought, making her way deeper and deeper into the forest and away from the heart of the camp. She sighed softly and plodded along, head lowered, gazing at the snow-trodden ground that lay before her. Her white ears flicked and she raised her head at the sound of another wolf. But, unable to scent anything she continued on, somewhat downcast. She was thinking, none too fondly of the pups she had lost, and her heart was aching. She regretted being unable to care for them, although it was not her fault. Had she been older, and more experienced, they might have lived, but she'd been only three at the time. Her whole life she had yearned to be a mother, but when the chance had arrived she blew it. Beckett shook her head, trying to chase away the burdening fog that stalked her mind, and padded on.

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[Question: Wait, Can or is Moon Solo already in the pack?]

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[It is up to you. She can start out as a loner and then become one of the pack members.]

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[I'll just have her apart of the pack already, to complicated to do that. lol]

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[Okay. You can post.]

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•||Moon Solo||•

Moon Solo flinched at his howl, she figured that she should most likely help him. She raised her head, howling in a soft tune. It was like a soft melody, but she squeaked at the end for the warning of the storm. She flicked her tail, bringing her head back down and looking to the forest. She hadn't been in this pack long, so she was trying to have a good impression on everyone and to the Alpha so that maybe they could grow on her and won't treat her like a newbie. Her soft fluffed up for blew in the chilled wind, leaving her to shiver. She couldn't stand the winter, her coat would get to thick at times and she usually got sick. She looked up to the sky, having the wind blow into her again. Suddenly a big gust a wind just came over everything, making her get pushed a bit as she hurried and caught herself. She was wanting to go inside her warm den, to be away from the cold and chilling outside. She looked at her den, bringing up the thought... but would it be a bad impression if she did? She had no idea how packs worked.

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[Ill post in a second, I'm working on some banners for this roleplay.]