Ｔｈｅ Ｈｕｎｔ | Wolf Role-play | Accepting! |

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

||Rose||
"Nah go ahead. I've learned enough taking the first bite." Rose said, motioning for him to eat. The first time she tried to get a bite when a small pup, her parents hurt her. She had stayed that way ever since, never one to eat first when it came to big meals. The fae had been scared for life by that experience.

[G.L'S]

Mortimer

Mortimer shrugged assively and stood up to go over. "Alright, your loss," he jested and took a big bite of the deer. Huger set in and he began to ravish the carcass, eating his fill then stepping back to let Rose have some as well.

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

||Rose||
Rose hummed softly as he ate, not really sure as to what to do next. She stopped when hearing faint footsteps, and turned to see that Mortimer seemed to be done. The fae looked up at him as she reached over to get a bite, testing to make sure he wouldn't hurt her.

[G.L'S]

Mortimer

Mortimer sat back and let Rose eat. He admired the fae's hunting ablilties, independance and spunk like that was hard to find in faes, more common in brutes. He yawned a bit and layed on the ground, taking a small rest before going hunting when she finished.

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

||Rose||
Rose only ate a few more bites before shying away from the stag. She didn't eat very much usually. The she-wolf perked her ears and glanced up at Mortimer. "Are you hunting by yourself, or would you still like me to come? I don't want to be a bother." Rose questioned softly.

[G.L'S]

Mortimer

Mortimer stood up lazily from his spot and stretched. "If you'd like, you can hunt with me. I like your company. Trust me, I'd take hunting with you over hunting with the brutes any day. We work as a good team," he said with a smile.

[Tigermay]

(Ok G.L and Δяcтιc I am not a stalker. I innocently found this on my own xp)

Vela

Description: A black wolf with undertones of grey, white, and brown. Her eyes are an orange amber, nothing overly notable.

Ｂａｓｉｃｓ

Name: Vela
Nickname: V
Gender: Female
Age: 6 years

Ｉｎ - Ｄｅｐｔｈ

Rank: Rogue
Personality: She was sweet, shy, and kind but once she had an 'episode' with her mate she turned cold.
Now this she-wolf refuses to feel any emotion even slightly like love. She has a cruel, vicious streak and often finishes any arguments she's in with blood, claws, and teeth. Intimidating and spiteful she has fun messing other wolves' lives up, to take out her sorrow of her own being ruined.
History: Her puphood was normal and so were her juvenile years it was only when she got a mate her life changed. It was a rough matehood and finally she was betrayed by the brute. After that she was kicked out of the pack and she wandered into this territory. She's only caused trouble since.
Theme Song: Set Fire to the Rain by Adele

Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ

Relationship Status: Single
Crush: No
Secret Crush: No
Mate: Never again
Pups: Two that aren't here.
More Family: Sure, but they aren't important.
Best Friends: No

Sano

Description: A normal looking wolf with a fawn base and spattering of black on his back. His tail and ears are tipped in black as well. His eyes are a grey color.

Ｂａｓｉｃｓ

Name: Mother's Saint
Nickname: Sano
Gender: Male
Age: 3 1/2 years

Ｉｎ - Ｄｅｐｔｈ

Rank: Healer
Personality: Sano is a very calm yet unpredictable wolf, he found himself as the unofficial peace-keeper of his litter and shifted his mood to match whatever situation the five had gotten themselves into. But he isn't really a social butterfly and doesn't really like large groups of wolves, around ten wolves is his mental limit. He is pretty down to earth but has his moments. He's not much of a fighter but when he is pushed to fight, it's not pretty. He adores pups and is a good source of entertainment for them while the mothers need a break.
History: He is mute, unable to talk or make any noise vocally. Growling, howling, barking, snarling, whining, and talking were taken from him. No little puppy growls and squeaks escaped his jaws when he was born. He only wriggled and crawled toward his mother. For his oddity he was taken and left outside pack borders as soon as he was able to eat meat. The toil of keeping himself alive was hard at the beginning but as he grew it was easier. He even found a few packs along the way, but all turned him away when they saw he couldn't make noise. But he did learn thing when he was in the packs, like how to properly hunt and how to heal. He has found his way here, hoping this time he'll have a permanent home.
Theme Song: Sound the Bugle by Bryan Adams

Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ

Relationship Status: Single
Crush: Nope
Secret Crush: Nope
Mate: No
Pups: No
More Family: Maybe, somewhere...
Best Friends: Not yet

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

[Lol]

||Rose||
Rose gave a faint smile. "But first, you've gotta promise me that once we get back to camp you will get your paw checked out Mortimer." She said stubbornly, a small smirk appearing on her snow white face. The fae couldn't stand when wolves got hurt and acted as if nothing was wrong.

[G.L'S]

(sure you weren't Tiger )

Mortimer

Mortimer laughed a bit and put his bad paw up in a salute. "I promise to. Don't worry, the healer will have fun with me when we get back but if the healer doesn't eat, there'll be no healing so let get hunting!" he said in a puppyish voice and bounded playfully.

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

||Rose||
Rose raced after him, her light frame making her very agile and quiet as she ran. The fae nipped at Mortimer playfully when catching up, then swerved away from him but didn't stop or slow. "How did you come to this pack?" She asked.