Hidden Within {Wolf rp for us phishes}

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Username:SWEEDISH PHISH

Full Name:Aurora

Nickname:Aurora

Gender:fae

Age:3

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Body Description: Her coat is, gray, black, and light brown fur covering her head and upper body. Shes a small sized wolf. She has bright yellow eyes. She small everywhere and this helps her hide in small spaces. She has a shorter tail and is shorter that almost everyone, being small makes her quick on her feet and she has good agility.

Scar/Disabilities:a scar along her right side of her ribs

Eye Color:Yellow

Fur Color:grey/brown

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Personality:Will Rp out (;

Likes:hiding, She is good at hiding and keeping quiet without being found, it is easy for her to steal food for herself.

Dislikes:wolves whose bark is worse than their bite


Fears:She fears spiders...a lot

Crush:none yet

Other:none

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{Accepted! We can start now (: I'll post in a tidbit. And tell us when you add your pictures phishy!}

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ø Malachite ø

Malachite sped through the dark and dreadful forest like a speeding bullet. His muscles screamed in pain as they rippled underneath his skin, easily being seen. But he had to continue on. Malachite pushed his body hard. He pumped his legs as hard as they could go, his ears were flattened against his head and his dense coat was pushed back by the wind as he swerved between trees. Fear and adrenaline flowed through his veins as he ran. He had to get away. Away from the horror. Malachite didn't know that now he was far away from his last territory, he just wanted to get away. He only began to slow his pace when his body forced him to. He slowed to a quick trot as he entered Achillia field. The young brute plopped down in the grass, needing to give his legs and muscles a rest. His chest rose and fell quickly as the brute panted heavily. After a quick rest, he stood up again and walked slowly further into the territory. His pale green eyes flickered around as he observed the terrain, it looked like a suitable and habitable land. Perhaps he would stay here for a while.

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Aurora jumped through the trees trying to burn off her exessive amount off energy. With a fresh bit of meat in her mouth and the wind in her fur she felt like she could run forever. The meat wasnt hers , shed stolen it from another wolf who just happened not to see her. Her paws abruptly stopped, kicking up some dirt, She was standing by a small pond. she curled up and began to eat her fresh dinner.

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~HARLOT~
Harlot sniffed some deer dung and snorted, it was fresh. She looked up and smelt the air, decided that the deer had gone west she started to run west. As the smell got stronger Harlot slowed her pace, not wanting to suddenly run into the deer. She looked around and saw a flash of white. The doe was a white tail. The bright white of the tail was a dead give away. Harlot went into the bushes to watch the doe.

Just when Harlot got behind the bushes a large brute came crashing past scaring the deer off. "Dung brain." She said under her breath. Harlot noticed he was going in the direction of her make shift den in Achillia field. With a small sigh and a hungry gurgle from her stomach, Harlot started to chase after the brown male.

[The Blue Steel]

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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.

{Finished!!}

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ø Malachite ø

Malachite turned his head to the left as he noticed a deer bouncing away. He had not noticed it before. The brute let out a huff before looking ahead again and proceeding to walk. He took a few steps before stopping. He had heard something behind him. The young brute turned his head around as his ears perked up. His eyes scanned over the prairie, looking for the creator of the sounds. However the tall and thick grass made it difficult. Malachite's eyes picked up the faint movement of the grass parting a little ways away. His eyes locked onto another wolf as it came charging towards him. His muscles tensed and his tail stiffened, prepared for fight or flight. The brute studied the wolf coming towards him. By the looks and scent of the canine, it was a fae. He never liked to fight faes. Malachite loosened up his muscles and stood in a calmer, but still defensive, position. He flicked his tail once and lowered his head beneath his shoulders as he looked over the fae, he was a male, he couldn't help it.

{Cute pics phishy!}

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~HARLOT~
Harlot look for her sister, Harlequin, she was probably around her some where. Harlot studied the brute, she smelt the air, she hadn't seen him before. She watched as he relaxed his muscle, her eyes twitched listening to all the sounds around her. "You scared away my Doe." She almost spat, she hadn't had anything to eat all day and that was probably her last chance.

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ø Malachite ø

Malachite stood his ground surely as the fae proceeded to come closer. His black nose twitched as he tested the air again, he still had not recognized her scent from anywhere. The brute raised an eyebrow as the young fae snapped at him. "Well I apologize my dear. I had not seen it. You'll probably get another chance soon though, I've only been in this place for a few hours and it's seems teeming with prey." Malachite said smoothly as he returned to his normal stature. His tail swayed gently side to side as he stood. As he waited for the fae to speak, he had realized that he had not shared his name with her. "I apologize once again, I have forgotten to tell you my name. My full name, unfortunately, is Malachite the Fighting Casanova. But I would prefer if you just call me Malachite." The young brute said with a smooth tone and a smile as he lowered the front half of his body to the ground in a bow.

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||Harlot||
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Harlot dipped her head. "And I am Harlot." She said with a small bow of her own. Harlot sat down and looked around. "The prey is very plentiful. Are you planning to stay here?" Harlot questioned with a quick glance at the small hole in the side of a hill that was a make-shift den for her and her sister.