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[capricious]

{Done!}

тнє | в α ѕ ι c ѕ |

иαмє - Snow.
αgє - Almost four years of age.
gɛиdɛя - Fae || Female.
яαиκ - Loner, for now.

ƨcяαтcнιиɢ тнє | ƨ ʋ я f α c ɛ |

ωєιgнт - A light 85 lbs. What she lacks in strength, she makes up in speed.
мʋƨcℓɛ вʋιℓd - Snow is slender and lean, but not without muscle. Her legs are long and trim, making her well-equipped for running as opposed to fighting.
ƨcαяƨ/мαяκιиɢƨ - There aren't any visible scars.
fʋя cσℓσя - A silky, pure white on the top, with a silver undercoat that shows through in tiny slivers.
ɛʏɛ cσℓσя - Her eyes, oddly enough, are a rich, expressive shade of blue, with faint golden flecks around her pupil.

ιи | d є ρ т н |

тнɛмɛ ƨσиɢ - Welcome to My Life, Simple Plan.
мαтɛ/cяʋƨн - "Why would I let you get close enough to hurt me?"
ρɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ - Upon first glance, anyone would write her off as the sweet, innocent, pup-like type who observes much more than she actually speaks. It isn't surprising; with her wide, curious eyes, soft, almost musical voice, her shy disposition. She's always guarded and mistrustful around strangers, and would rather learn what she can about the other as opposed to giving out information about herself. Once she befriends someone, though, she's utterly loyal, and a completely different person. She's outgoing, bold, and talkative. She loves a good battle of witty comments every once in a while and has a knack for talking circles around others. Her temper is probably her biggest fault; she tends to act rashly before she thinks.

тнє | в α ѕ ι c ѕ |

иαмє - Nyx.
αgє - A bit past 4.
gɛиdɛя - Brute || Male.
яαиκ - Loner.

ƨcяαтcнιиɢ тнє | ƨ ʋ я f α c ɛ |

ωєιgнт - 102 lbs, almost purely muscle.
мʋƨcℓɛ вʋιℓd - Nyx is a large, muscled brute, with his broad shoulders, chest, and powerful hindquarters.
ƨcαяƨ/мαяκιиɢƨ - Nothing ridiculously obvious.
fʋя cσℓσя - Contrary to Snow, he is the darkest of blacks, with not a single strand of white on his pelt.
ɛʏɛ cσℓσя - An intense, dark amber shade mixed with various other golden tones.

ιи | d є ρ т н |

тнɛмɛ ƨσиɢ - How to Save a Life, The Fray.
мαтɛ/cяʋƨн - None.
ρɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ - Nyx is sarcastic and distant, never one for crowds. He is protective of those close to him, though, and is a little headstrong with a bit of a temper. To most, he comes off as simply cold and uncaring, but that's just him being himself. Under his guarded exterior is a more playful, relaxed, charming side that usually only appears when Snow's around -- so basically, it doesn't appear often. He is a bit cocky and arrogant, though he has the skills to back up his talk. He just prefers to keep to himself. In a sense, he is almost dreamy, because he's always thinking about one thing or another.

{WIP, because I'm awfully slow at filling out character bios xD}

[ιяιѕlуα]

{{The second wolf's picture is already in use by someone else, if you could change it then I can accept you =)}}

[capricious]

{Edited, sorry about that, I saw it earlier when I was making my forms but half way through, I forgot c: }

[Raella]

This looks cool, may I join?

тнє | в α ѕ ι c ѕ |

иαмє - Akalia (Ah-kal-ia)
αgє - 2 1/2 years old
gɛиdɛя - Female
яαиκ - Hunter

ƨcяαтcнιиɢ тнє | ƨ ʋ я f α c ɛ |

ωєιgнт - 85-90 pounds
мʋƨcℓɛ вʋιℓd - Akalia is lean and strong, not really 'wiry' but not muscular either. She does have the right amount of muscle needed to be a long-distance runner though, so she's built for stamina and speed rather than strength.
ƨcαяƨ/мαяκιиɢƨ - She's generally unscarred, save for a few small marks on her forelegs that she gets from running through sharp vegetation.
fʋя cσℓσя - Akalia's coat is multiple shades of brown, lightening towards her chest, legs and underbelly. Her overcoat is darker, and her back and neck fur is a wonderful mix of black and lighter hues. A reddish tint is evident on the bridge of her nose, and her cheekbones are highlighted with darker under eye 'bars'.
ɛʏɛ cσℓσя - Her eyes are a striking dark gold, mixed in with a dull greyish color.

ιи | d є ρ т н |

тнɛмɛ ƨσиɢ - Miss Independent by Kelly Clarkson
мαтɛ/cяʋƨн - Nope.
ρɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ - Akalia is 'Miss Independent'. She likes to do things her way, but is also willing to compromise a little bit if the Alpha asks her to. She's very proud and holds her hunting skills in high regard, though she admittedly does have insecurities. Mostly it's because she is so young and relatively small, but also because she isn't sure what to do around males except act aloof and uninterested. Akalia is a bit of an 'odd one out' too; she prefers to keep to herself and isn't the best at forming close, intimate relationships with her pack mates, though she makes an effort to talk to everyone.
Despite her tendency to be alone, Akalia genuinely cares about her pack and does everything she can to make sure she's doing her job right. She simply has no time for romance, and she's content with things just how they are.

[Ozara]

ˁᴵᵀ ᴬᴺᴰ ˁᵀᴬᴿᴱ
ᴱˣᴾᴿᴱˁˁᴵᴼᴺ ˁᴼ ᴮᴬᴿᴱ
ᴵᵀ'ˁ ˁᴬᴰ ᵀᴼ ᴷᴺᴼᵂ
ᴴᴼᵂ ᴸᴵᵀᵀᴸᴱ ʸᴼᵁ
ᶜᴬᴿᴱˑˑ

((Hey guys.
I know I've only made a couple of RP posts here, but I'm going to have to quit..
It's nothing against anyone, because this is one of the most literate RP's I've been a member of.
I've simply bit off more than I can chew with role plays, and am forced to quit a few considering the circumstances.
Despite the short amount of time I've had here, it's still been really enjoyable.
I'm sorry I had to do this.
Maybe one day I can join again once I have things under control?

Until then.. Bye.
And thanks.))

[O.G.]

(( Sorry for no pictures. I don't use pictures. Am I accepted? ))

тнє | в α ѕ ι c ѕ |

иαмє - Turbulence of the Storm
αgє - 5 years
gɛиdɛя - Male
яαиκ - "I think it would be fair to make me a fighter. I haven't yet shown myself worthy of anything higher or shown the weakness of an omega, have I?"

ƨcяαтcнιиɢ тнє | ƨ ʋ я f α c ɛ |

ωєιgнт - Storm weighs a hefty 123 pounds.
мʋƨcℓɛ вʋιℓd - Storm has a broad and thick muscular build, very toned and well shaped. He has little fat on his body, his muscles making for most of his weight.
ƨcαяƨ/мαяκιиɢƨ - Storm has many deep and old scars scattered across his body, one not being more noticeable than the next, for his countless scars attract enough attention alone.
fʋя cσℓσя - Storm was once a black wolf, but as he aged his fur began to fade. It is currently a dark gray in color, ticked in black and white strands of fur. it is thick and coarse, nearly waterproof.
ɛʏɛ cσℓσя - His eyes are a glowing bright yellow in color, hardly showing emotion in them.

ιи | d є ρ т н |

тнɛмɛ ƨσиɢ - ...
мαтɛ/cяʋƨн - "My eyes are not yet set on any particular female, nor am I bound to one as a mate."
ρɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ - Storm is a very blunt and serious wolf. He doesn't beat around the bush and can often seem harsh. He is great when it comes to strategy and is usually the on to come up with nearly flawless plans. He is a very calculated wolf and usually doesn't act upon his emotions, focusing more on doing the appropriate action for the situation. He usually isn't a talker, but he isn't shy in the least, often speaking his mind. He is a very bold wolf, but would never challenge an alpha wolf unless necessary. He isn't a particularly creative wolf and usually sticks to the facts. He is by no means a funny wolf and when he does try to crack a joke, he usually doesn't get anyone to laugh. He is a wolf who doesn't care what others think and words usually don't affect him. Needless to say, he is a tough wolf both mentally and physically. He tends to have a terrible temper that flares up easily, often leading him to do brash things to another wolf, which is typically chewing them out. If you mess up, he'll be one of the first to know and correct you. Though he may sometimes seem like a very harsh and mean wolf, he really is a soft hearted wolf. He just doesn't really know how to act out very kindly to another wolf. He is deathly loyal and it would be nearly impossible for him to leave your side, being very devoted to the ones he cares for. He is extremely trustworthy and he takes responsibility seriously. Overall, Storm is a very harsh sounding wolf who almost never fails to tell you some of the harshest things he thinks about you, though he is really just a soft hearted wolf who doesn't know how to express his feelings.

тнє | в α ѕ ι c ѕ |

иαмє - Veralidaine of a Royal Descent
αgє - 9 years
gɛиdɛя - Female
яαиκ - Elder

ƨcяαтcнιиɢ тнє | ƨ ʋ я f α c ɛ |

ωєιgнт - Vera is a dainty weight of 79 pounds.
мʋƨcℓɛ вʋιℓd - Vera's muscle build is slim and rather weak, not built for fighting.
ƨcαяƨ/мαяκιиɢƨ - She has none visible to herself and most others. In fact, she doesn't think she has even one on her entire body.
fʋя cσℓσя - Vera was once a black wolf, but her fur is now a very faint silver in color, almost white. She still has highlights of darker fur around her shoulder blades and somewhat on her tail, though it is most notable along the rim of her ears where her fur is still black. Her fur is very soft and cotton like.
ɛʏɛ cσℓσя - Her eyes are a yellow-green in color, rather pastel like her coat.

ιи | d є ρ т н |

тнɛмɛ ƨσиɢ - ...
мαтɛ/cяʋƨн - "I almost had a mate once, but no, I don't have a mate and at my age, I'm not looking to explore a relationship like that."
ρɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ - Vera is perhaps one of the sweetest, mild tempered wolves you could come across. She is a very helpful aging female and usually goes out of her way to help another, regardless as to whether they got them self into the jam or not. She is very easily used and she knows that, but she pays no heed to that fact that wolves might use her because of her kindness. She is a startlingly calm and docile wolf, able to keep her head in chaos in some hectic situations. She is a wise wolf through trial and error who can often answer a question a wolf asks her, acting as the word of advise for the pack sometimes. She is a rather soft spoken female who knows how to lay down the facts lightly to another wolf, hardly able to be blunt. She does enjoy a good chat, though she is older and most younger wolves aren't interested in socializing with her. She is able to cope well with that fact and usually tends to just watch, understand that most wolves have a life outside of talking to a near elder. She is a wolf who doesn't do well when solitary, enjoying a decently sized group around her. She is a pretty open book and if you ask her about her past she'll tell you it with little hesitation. She is still saddened by her past to an extent, but she has since gotten over the initial heartbreak and is a fairly content and happy wolf.

[Kat.]

{{ I'z sorry for not posting >.< I was at my friend Nicole's house for a sleepover, so I have not been able to get on the Internet. BUT my brain is like a floppy mushroom right now, so when I get 'in da zone' I will post. Thank you for understanding =) }}

[BloodBrother]

Roque

Roque still lingered around the mysterious wolf pack's land. He was curled up by a bush, snow covering his fur. He lifted his head from his sleep and twitched his muzzle and yawned, getting to his paws. He smelt nothing but the wolf scents that were becoming more faint as he grew use to the smell. He shook his fur from the powdery snow and looked around before walking.

[BloodBrother]

Could I use your Skeleton for an RP I'm making?

[ιяιѕlуα]

{{Everyone not already accepted, accepted. Sorry for not posting all day, my muse was totally gone and I didn't want to give you guys horrible posts XD But I'll work up a quick one right now before I head off to bed}}