Hidden Within {Wolf rp for us phishes}

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❖Hidden Within❖

Everything was perfect. Your pack was strong and healthy. Prey was more than plentiful. The neighboring packs weren't an issue. Relationships were good and strong. Everything was great, until one action. One action flipped your perfect world upside down. One wolf brought destruction. The careless actions of your brother caused farmers to get angry. Why? Because he didn't feel like chasing down a deer, even though they were everywhere. He just had to go and kill a prized sheep. After the alphas, your parents, found out about this, they kicked him out of the pack. But that didn't stop the farmers and hunters. They didn't know which wolf had killed their precious sheep, they just knew that their sheep had bite marks that fit a wolf's jaws and that there was only a few wolf pack that lived within close range. Your pack, was one of them. But your pack didn't know any better, they figured that after they kicked your brother out that the farmers wouldn't come after them anymore. But they were wrong. The humans were very upset. One afternoon your pack was tired, for they had just had a big hunt. Everybody was resting when smoke began to fill your nose. Everybody stood up, shocked and panicked. They began to run blindly in every which direction. But then shots began to ring out. You watched in terror as family and loved ones crumpled to the ground, biting at their backs and sides. You ran as fast as you could, your legs pumping hard. To your knowledge, you were the only one who survived. Either they were killed once they had been shot, or they were shot and unable to run, and sadly engulfed in the fire. You continued to run in fright, for who knows how long. After realizing that you no longer had a pack, you had no where to go, you just walked. You didn't care where and you didn't know what you would find, but you still proceeded to walk. After weeks, you finally came across a territory that look habitable. You had seen herds of deer and elk, and even a plethora of small mammals. You thought that this would make a nice home for you, maybe you would meet some others here. What you didn't know is that you would. The same thing has happened to others as well, and now they search for a home. Whether it be for the same reason as you, or another reason, others have come here too. Now you're deep within uncharted land, where little to no humans have ever been. You're safe now. You're Hidden Within.

Below are the photos of some of the sites in the new territory.


Places in Forest•
Jeneric Tree
Moon Mist
Obsidion Crossing

•Clearnings•
Zoysia Clearing
Bahia Clearing
Ryegrass Clearing
Hawthorne Clearning
Hemlock Clearing

•Fields•
Majorica Field
Moisonite Field
Foxglove Field
Achillia Prarie

•Streams•
Garnet Stream
Obsidion Stream Photo x
Obsidion Stream Photo xx
Obsidion Stream Photo xxx

•Waterfalls•
Glass Falls
Amethset Falls
Crystal Falls
Artemisia Falls

•Lakes•
Amber Lake
Gemstone Lake
Glacier Lake

•Natural Springs•
ClearWater Springs
RedRock Springs
Sky Springs

•Coves•
Ebony Cove
MoonStone Cove

❖Rules❖

•Follow Tess' Rules.
•I really prefer wolf swear words, like fleabag or mutt. But if you do use real swear words, please star out one vowel.
•No anime pictures!
•Use proper grammer and spelling. It's fine if you make a mistake here and there, it happens. But not too often.
•No godmodding, power playing, mary-sues or gary-sues.
•No, "She is the most beautiful person ever." or "He is HOT HOT HOT!" Let other people decide if they think your character is good looking or not.
•Please be active, don't join and then only post two or three times.
•Roleplay in 3rd person.
•When the wolves all meet each other a pack will have to be formed, fight will be formed. I don't care if you have gore or blood, but it must remain PG-14 or under.
•This roleplay is only for the phishes. You would know if you are a phish.

❖Forms❖

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❖Characters❖

•Faes•

•Males•

Malachite

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"Most wolves will choose between whether they are a lover or a fighter. But I am both."

Username: .[ρнɛιƨтʏ ρнιƨнʏ].

Full Name: "Malachite [mal-uh-kahyt] the Fighting Casanova..my father gave me the first part of my name, Malachite, because of my eyes. He claimed they were as green as the Malachite mineral. The second half of my name was given to me because he said when I was a pup I was always asserting my dominance over my siblings but then would go chasing after the young fae's in the pack who's territory lied next to ours."

Nickname: "I'd prefer if you call me Malachite."

Gender: "I am a brute."

Age: "3 years old."

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Body Description: "My coat is very thick, especially my hackles. This aides me in a fight because when my enemy attempts to latch onto me, they usually just end up with a jaw full of fur. It's terrible in summer though, as I can get very hot under it. I am average size for a male wolf, but my coat makes me looked bigger. My size definitely won't intimidate enemies, but that doesn't faze me. Of what size I have is made up of basically muscle. Also, what I lack in size, I make up for in speed and agility. My legs are longer than an average males, which causes my speed and agility to go up. You could call me somewhat burly. My legs are thick and strong, definitely not spindly. Even though I'm just average for a male, I do have a lot of muscle. Basically all of my weight is made up of muscle. So yeah, I guess you could call me well built and muscular."

Scar/Disabilities: "I have a scar over my left shoulder, from a bullet wound."

Eye Color: "My eyes are a pale green, the color resembling that of the Malachite mineral."

Fur Color: "I have many different colors in my coat. It's mostly made up of different shades of tan with black flecks here and there. I don't have a single strand of fur that's white, it's either a light tan or a cream color. I have shades of brown and brownish-red woven into my coat as well."

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Personality: "My personality is, well, all over the place. It's hard to describe in a few sentences. Sometimes I will seem cold and stand-offish, but at other times I will be like a puppy again. Although I may seem like a serious old brute, I do like to have fun and play. I will most likely be friendly and nice from the start, but once I warm up to you a little bit more I will seem more happy-go-lucky. I often will just go with the flow. I will listen to alpha's word, I am not one to disobey. I will risk my life defending the ones I care about. I would rather die in a fight for my loved ones than to be ashamed of myself and give up."

Likes: "I do like to go swimming in the summer and spring to cool off. I do get quite hot with such a thick coat. I also do like to rough house and play. I like to have fun. Sometimes I just like to be alone though."

Dislikes: "Brutes who are too arrogant. Definitely. Also faes who go around and flirt with every brute there is. I don't want to begin to fall for somebody, then find out they do the same thing to every other brute. I don't like losing fights as well, but eh, who does?"

Fear: "Are you kidding me? Of coarse I don't have any, heh heh, fears...no, none at all. Alright don't tell anybody but I really don't like fire.."

Crush: "None...yet."

Other: "Nothing else."

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Username: {PHISH}

Full Name: Harlot {HAR-LOW} Wind Runner. When she was a young pup Harlot would run from place to place, her skinny body helped her reach great speeds when she was younger and continue to help her chase prey faster. Wind is the name of the mother, her voice a soft whisper, {like wind} her mother never spoke louder then a low mumble or yell whisper.

Nickname: Harlot.

Gender: Fae.

Age: Around three.

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Body Description: Harlot has a thick, long, gray coat. Her legs are much too long and Harlot has very large feet. She is not very meaty having little fat in her at all. It might look like she is starving at times, but she is just very skinny. Her extremely large legs and paws might be a factor that makes her so speedy. She is a little taller then most faes and some brutes. Her tail is a little longer then normal as well.

Scar/Disabilities: Just some missing fur on her right temple and one claw missing on her back left foot.

Fur Color: It has a silvery, moonlight color that seems to glow at twilight. Her belly, paws, and muzzle are a bright white.

Eye Color: Her eyes are a deep brown, sometimes changing to a hazel.

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Personality: Harlot doesn't sit around watching others, she simply can't sit down for too long. Harlot would soon howl and run into the woods. If the fae was a human she would have ADHD. She doesn't like when she others sitting with their belly's up in a nap. Harlot is either in a bad mood or a good mood, never really just alright.

Likes: She loves to run, her favorite time is at twilight when it's not too cold and not to hot. She loves the winter, being able to run in the snow. Hunting, hunting is her favorite pack activity.

Dislikes: Sitting, not being able to do something. She hates watching others doing something she can do better. Harlot doesn't like to sit in the back ground, she likes to be in front. The taste of fish.

Fears: Starving and falling. She's not afraid of heights, just falling from them.

Crush: "Not telling."

[The Blue Steel]

[Will work on mine after school!]

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{FINALLY I finished!}

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{Aha nice! I'll just wait for Phishy to finish. I'll Pm Swedish Phish again.}

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{Ok sweet she's with me I'll tell her to get started}

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[Okay, so I just downloaded something on the computer (smilebox that you picalo) that messed up internet explorer while I was working on my forms so I have to start over now. I'll try to finish before gymnastics but idk if I can.]

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Username: [Phishy]

Full Name: "Kadix."

Nickname: "Just Kadix is fine."

Gender: "I am a male."

Age: "I'm a couple moons over three-years-old."

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Body Description: "I have a fairly thick coat that is greyish brown. I have a proportioned head but my skull is very big, I don 't think you would want me to headbutt you. I have blueish green eyes. My tail is a stub because it got stuck in a rabbit trap. So now I have a stub for a tail."

Scar/Disabilities:" I have a scar on my right hip."

Eye Color: "They are a blueish green."

Fur Color: "Grey with some brown, I would say."

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Personality: "I would describe myself as a very happy-go-lucky wolf." Kadix is usually happy, but not all the time. He loves to goof off and play around. But sometimes when something is really bothering him, he's kind of a downer. He is very protective of the ones he loves. He is very jumpy and not always serious. [Kinda like Iki ] He takes things personally and doesn't do well in crisis. He is a very nice wolf but is very rarely calm.

Likes: "I like to run. I like to climb. I like to swim. I like to play in the snow. I like to chase squirrels. I like to eat. I like to talk to my pack members. I like to have fun. I like to play games. I like to chase butterflies. I like to talk. I like to scream. I like to swat at fish in the stream. I like a lot of things."

Dislikes: "I do not like when it's super hot outside. I do not like when people are mad at me. And I don't like coyotes."

Fears: "Getting left behind my my pack."

Crush: "Impress me."

Other: "Nope."

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Username: [Phishy]

Full Name: "Harlequin Moonsong."

Nickname: "You can call me Harlequin or Quin, but not much else."

Gender: "I am a female."

Age: I am almost three."

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Body Description: "I have a white/grey coat. My eyes are brown. I'm a smallish medium sized wolf."

Scar/Disabilities: "I have a scar on my left ear."

Eye Color: "Brown, thank you very much."

Fur Color: "Whitish grey."

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Personality: "I would describe myself as fun but serious when I need to be." Harlequin is very fun and nice. But when she needs to be strong and serious for her pack, nothing can stand in her way. She loves spending time with her packmates and hates being alone. She is kind and generous and loves pups. She wants some of her own one day.

Likes: "I love the summer and the winter. I love squirrels. I like running a lot. I love hunting. I also like to play fight and wrestle with my sister."

Dislikes: "I don't dislike a lot of things. The only thing I can think of at the moment is the other packs. Our rivals."

Fears: "Falling off a cliff, drowning, and wolf spiders [Kind of ironic huh?]."

Crush: "Nope, I don't think so."

Other: Harlot is her sister. They are very close.