Ｔｈｅ Ｈｕｎｔ | Wolf Role-play | Accepting! |

[saorsa-]

Carson lowered her head onto some of the crunchy fallen leaved with a sigh. She didn't care about making noise now, she thought she was farther from the camp than she actually was. She whimpered softly and licked one of her paws, trying to ignore the soreness in them. Her ears flicked and she raised her head; she thought she heard someone coming. But, after a moment, she dedcided it was nothing and lowered her head once more.

[flie]

c h e z a

Cheza races after the brute, to only get in second place. A few seconds after Josh got to the 'finish line', she got there too. Cheza growls playfully. "You barely beat me."

[G.L'S]

Mortimer

Mortimer smiled and stood up. "My sister the beta fae prefers deer but anything bigger is better. Feeds everyone in one shot" he said matter-of-factly. "Shall we go?"

[saorsa-]

[I shall lurk until I have something to post. ]

[hypnotic.]

•||Josh||•

Josh laughed. "I beat you so bad, that you got whiplash!" He said, laughing. He coul be a sore winner, it was just how he was. He never mean't to be mean or rude, he just liked to brag and gloat about these simple things. He was competitive and just couldn't help it, it was himself and he never would act like someone different. He stuck his tongue out at her and dropped down on his back, he pawed at her. He was laying right on her front paws, just pawing at her snout as he laughed some more. He rolled over on his stomache and wagge dhis tail, getting back up.

[flie]

c h e z a

She smiles. "You're acting like a pup!" Cheza teases him after his sudden roll. The brown fae lies on her stomache, looking at Josh. "Why are you so hyper?" She asks, her eyes showing that she is somewhat calmer. Cheza lifts her front paws to paw at the dead leaves floating in the air. To her surprise, she had forgotten about her red butterfly. She looks to the left, and smiles. It was there. Flutting like a leaf, the beautiful red butterfly looks as if from a royal family.

EDIT: If you look at the forecast at the bottom of the first post, you will see that it's about time to start the rain. ^^' I didn't notice until now. I really don't care who starts the rain. As long as everyone makes sure that the rain lasts atleast 10-20 minutes.

[hypnotic.]

•||Josh||•

Josh shrugged. "Probably beacause i ate to many berries." He said, licking his lips. Wolves ate berries sometimes, but they were so sweet they would get them drunk and hyper. Josh smiled, still wagging his tail. He looked at the butterfly and titled his head, he looked back at Cheza. "What's with the butterfly?" He asked.

[bearcups]

Juak.

Description: Juak is a large, hulking brute of a wolf. He sports lanky legs and a muscular body, with a fluffy tail to match. He flaunts a dark grey coat, with white flecked around his chest, throat and the scruff of his neck, though the lower half of his body fades into a tan-ish colour. His eyes are a light brown colour and his claws look slightly overgrown due to a genetic default.

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Name: Juak.
Nickname: Fluff-butt, Joe, Joey, Jake, Jack.
Gender: Male.
Age: Three years old.

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Rank: Omega.
Personality: Naturally Juak is a fearful, quiet, and clingy wolf. He has a deep need for company, and he searches for any type of animal to interact with. This is what makes him a rubbish killer, as he would rather play and watch his food than catch, bring down, and kill it. When pushed, Juak can become aggressive and protective, often running head-first into battles when he is needed to do so. He show's a side that most others think he doesn't have.
History: -- xo
Theme Song: -- xo

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Relationship Status:Single, currently not searching.
Crush: None.
Secret Crush: None.
Mate: None.
Pups: None.
More Family: Any and all family that Juak had abandoned him as soon as he turned a year old due to being so fearful and useless to the pack.
Best Friends: Juak's fear turns him into a submissive, belly-up type of wolf and he often either gets jumped or left to roll around on his own. This means that he has a hard time socializing and its hard for him to make friends.

[|| P H Y N I X ||]

Mortimer

Mortimer smiled and stood up. "My sister the beta fae prefers deer but anything bigger is better. Feeds everyone in one shot" he said matter-of-factly. "Shall we go?"

"Yes." Rose said, giving a sly smile before beginning to walk alongside Mortimer. She was having a wonderful time, even though they hadn't even hunted anytjing yet. The fae loved to be outside, not stuck in a den all day like she used to be. She had grown used to the cold when her parents didn't let her anter the den any longer, therefore it never really bugged her anymore when it came.

[flie]

c h e z a

Cheza smiles softly, her teeth barely showing. "Oh, it's something my parents gave me before they left. I guess you could call it my best friend." She says, trying to hide the pain from her past. Her mother's face flashed in her mind as her father's screams boomed in her thoughts.Cheza pushed them a side. I'm in a new pack, now. They aren't part of my life anymore. Cheza thinks to herself.

[ ^^ Accepted. Adding now. ]