{ I turned their history into a little story. I hope ya like it :3 }
υѕernaмe
~The~Crying~Wolf~
naмe
"My name is Runs with the Water of the Rushing River. It's allot, I know, but that's what my dad named me. Just call me by my nickname."
nιcĸnaмe
"Just so you don't have to use my full name, my nickname is River."
Gender
"Male, brute, however you want to say it, but it means the same."
Ranĸ Wanted
"I would like to be the Delta Male, but obviously that's something I have to earn. So, I'll settle for being a fighter."
Age
"I believe I'm about 2 years and 11 months old."
Deѕcrιpтιon
River is a very handsome wolf when looked at. Faes would be all over him if it weren't for his childish nature. Playing and goofing around like a pup most of the time, turns most faes off him. But, his fur is very soft to the touch and thick, but not fluffy. The fur on his neck, back and top side of tail is black/dark gray and fades into tan on his sides and legs then white on his underbelly, chest and muzzle. There is a white strip of fur across his shoulders that stands out quite clearly. His ears are black as charcoal, as is his nose. The pads on his paws are tough and scratched from years of wearing and tearing. His build is large and very muscular, a bit larger than most males. He has huge paws that make thudding sounds on the ground when they strike it, but he runs very fast and swiftly for his size and weight. His muscles can be well seen through his fur. His legs are long and powerful. His chest is broad and deep. Shoulders are broad as well. He has warm, deep, chocolate brown eyes that can melt the heart of a fae at his will.
Perѕonalιтy
River is very kind, caring, generous, and thoughtful. But, he can be quite childish. He likes to play around and goof off almost all of the time. Most of the time it's with his sister, Wind. But, there are times when he can be serious. Those times include battles and when his sister is in danger. He is very protective of his sister after their parents died. So you don't want to get in between him and Wind. The problem with River, though, is how stubborn, hard headed, and head strong he is. He has a short temper and won't hesitate to snap on someone who is bothering him. He isn't one to talk things through either. He would much rather let his teeth and claws do the talking and that gets him in trouble allot. When it comes to fighting, he doesn't stop until his opponant surrenders or dies. When he gets into a fight he's all in it, with heart and mind. Everything around him disappears and his only focus is on his enemy. Besides that, he is a very good fighter, he is brave, courageous and adventureous. But, when he's not goofing around, protecting his sister, and getting into fights, he's usually sleeping or being lazy some where. All you have to do is find him.
нιѕтory
River was born in a litter of two. Him and his sister, Wind. Their parents each named one of them. Their father named River, and their mother named Wind. They were a loner family, living off what other packs caught and left behind. One day however, while their father was out hunting, humans came to their forest. Their mother sensed the danger and hid the two pups. "Stay in this hole, young ones," their mother told them. "We are going to play hide and seek with your father." Which was a lie. But, she didn't want to scare them. She tried her hardest to hide her fear but it came off her in waves. "Why can't we all hide together momma?" River had asked. Searching frantically for an answer, their mother just smiled and said, "So it won't be as easy for him to find us."
"But momma, you seem scared. Why?" Wind was a smart pup and had sensed her mother's fear right away. Their mother's smile faded and fear filled her eyes. She just told them quickly to stay in the hole then ran off into the snowy forest. A warning howl was heard in the distance and they knew it was her. Soon their father had rushed past the hole they hid in with such speed that they barely saw him. River climbed up out of the hole and called for their father, but he didn't hear him. "We have to follow him!" River said, looking at Wind who now joined him outside the hole. She nodded hesitantly and they both rushed after their father, following his large paw prints in the snow. Soon, they could hear snarling, growling and something else. Something loud and frightning... Gun shots. River and Wind dove into a nearby bush and poked their heads out through the other side to see a horrible and grusome scene. Their mother was laying on the ground just five feet away from their bush in a puddle of blood. Both River and Wind's eyes grew large, their ears drooped and the jaws dropped. They could see their father lunging at a human with a gun. His fur was plastered with blood from a wound on his shoulder. The human fell to the ground and dropped his gun as their father tackled him. But another came up on his side and a shot rang through the air. Their father's growling had fallen silent and blood dripped from his mouth now. The large brute fell onto his side, dead. River and Wind couldn't believe their eyes. The two humans then escaped, one helping the other. River took that chance to dart out of the bush and over to his father's body. Wind ran to her mother. River put his paw on his father's cheek and pushed gently. "Dad... Dad.... Please, get up.... Please!" he whimpered frantically, tears whelling up in his eyes. Wind looked over at River, tears were already running down her cheeks. Then, a cough came from their mother. Wind whipped her head around to see and her mother's eyes opened slightly. Happiness overwhelemed her and her tail started wagging uncontrolibly. "Momma!" she yelped in a high pitched voice. River had run over by now, happiness causing his tail to wag as well. River.. Wind... My pups..." she rasped weakly and looked at them, There is no time for happy reunion.... You must leave... Run away from this forest and find another life... But never forget us.... We love you.. both..." and with that, her eyes closed again and she was gone. The two pups accepted it reluctantly and curled up beside their mother and grieved the enitre night, falling asleep. The next day, a small group of wolves came across the two dead wolves.They all gasped in shock and sadness. One wolf saw River and Wind and told the others. "Are they alive?" One asked. "I dunno. Are they breathing?" said another. All the comotion woke little Wind and she stared up at the bunch of wolves with wide eyes. River soon woke up and the group of wolves took the pups to their pack where they grew up. That pack was, and is, Moonlight Falls.
Crush
"No one has caught my eye really."
Secret Crush
"Ha!Even if I had one do you think I would tell you?!"
Mate
"Nope. But hopefully some day."
Pups
"I wouldn't mind having some pups one day."
oтнer
Soul ;3
~The~Crying~Wolf~
naмe
"My name is Runs with the Water of the Rushing River. It's allot, I know, but that's what my dad named me. Just call me by my nickname."
nιcĸnaмe
"Just so you don't have to use my full name, my nickname is River."
Gender
"Male, brute, however you want to say it, but it means the same."
Ranĸ Wanted
"I would like to be the Delta Male, but obviously that's something I have to earn. So, I'll settle for being a fighter."
Age
"I believe I'm about 2 years and 11 months old."
Deѕcrιpтιon
River is a very handsome wolf when looked at. Faes would be all over him if it weren't for his childish nature. Playing and goofing around like a pup most of the time, turns most faes off him. But, his fur is very soft to the touch and thick, but not fluffy. The fur on his neck, back and top side of tail is black/dark gray and fades into tan on his sides and legs then white on his underbelly, chest and muzzle. There is a white strip of fur across his shoulders that stands out quite clearly. His ears are black as charcoal, as is his nose. The pads on his paws are tough and scratched from years of wearing and tearing. His build is large and very muscular, a bit larger than most males. He has huge paws that make thudding sounds on the ground when they strike it, but he runs very fast and swiftly for his size and weight. His muscles can be well seen through his fur. His legs are long and powerful. His chest is broad and deep. Shoulders are broad as well. He has warm, deep, chocolate brown eyes that can melt the heart of a fae at his will.
Perѕonalιтy
River is very kind, caring, generous, and thoughtful. But, he can be quite childish. He likes to play around and goof off almost all of the time. Most of the time it's with his sister, Wind. But, there are times when he can be serious. Those times include battles and when his sister is in danger. He is very protective of his sister after their parents died. So you don't want to get in between him and Wind. The problem with River, though, is how stubborn, hard headed, and head strong he is. He has a short temper and won't hesitate to snap on someone who is bothering him. He isn't one to talk things through either. He would much rather let his teeth and claws do the talking and that gets him in trouble allot. When it comes to fighting, he doesn't stop until his opponant surrenders or dies. When he gets into a fight he's all in it, with heart and mind. Everything around him disappears and his only focus is on his enemy. Besides that, he is a very good fighter, he is brave, courageous and adventureous. But, when he's not goofing around, protecting his sister, and getting into fights, he's usually sleeping or being lazy some where. All you have to do is find him.
нιѕтory
River was born in a litter of two. Him and his sister, Wind. Their parents each named one of them. Their father named River, and their mother named Wind. They were a loner family, living off what other packs caught and left behind. One day however, while their father was out hunting, humans came to their forest. Their mother sensed the danger and hid the two pups. "Stay in this hole, young ones," their mother told them. "We are going to play hide and seek with your father." Which was a lie. But, she didn't want to scare them. She tried her hardest to hide her fear but it came off her in waves. "Why can't we all hide together momma?" River had asked. Searching frantically for an answer, their mother just smiled and said, "So it won't be as easy for him to find us."
"But momma, you seem scared. Why?" Wind was a smart pup and had sensed her mother's fear right away. Their mother's smile faded and fear filled her eyes. She just told them quickly to stay in the hole then ran off into the snowy forest. A warning howl was heard in the distance and they knew it was her. Soon their father had rushed past the hole they hid in with such speed that they barely saw him. River climbed up out of the hole and called for their father, but he didn't hear him. "We have to follow him!" River said, looking at Wind who now joined him outside the hole. She nodded hesitantly and they both rushed after their father, following his large paw prints in the snow. Soon, they could hear snarling, growling and something else. Something loud and frightning... Gun shots. River and Wind dove into a nearby bush and poked their heads out through the other side to see a horrible and grusome scene. Their mother was laying on the ground just five feet away from their bush in a puddle of blood. Both River and Wind's eyes grew large, their ears drooped and the jaws dropped. They could see their father lunging at a human with a gun. His fur was plastered with blood from a wound on his shoulder. The human fell to the ground and dropped his gun as their father tackled him. But another came up on his side and a shot rang through the air. Their father's growling had fallen silent and blood dripped from his mouth now. The large brute fell onto his side, dead. River and Wind couldn't believe their eyes. The two humans then escaped, one helping the other. River took that chance to dart out of the bush and over to his father's body. Wind ran to her mother. River put his paw on his father's cheek and pushed gently. "Dad... Dad.... Please, get up.... Please!" he whimpered frantically, tears whelling up in his eyes. Wind looked over at River, tears were already running down her cheeks. Then, a cough came from their mother. Wind whipped her head around to see and her mother's eyes opened slightly. Happiness overwhelemed her and her tail started wagging uncontrolibly. "Momma!" she yelped in a high pitched voice. River had run over by now, happiness causing his tail to wag as well. River.. Wind... My pups..." she rasped weakly and looked at them, There is no time for happy reunion.... You must leave... Run away from this forest and find another life... But never forget us.... We love you.. both..." and with that, her eyes closed again and she was gone. The two pups accepted it reluctantly and curled up beside their mother and grieved the enitre night, falling asleep. The next day, a small group of wolves came across the two dead wolves.They all gasped in shock and sadness. One wolf saw River and Wind and told the others. "Are they alive?" One asked. "I dunno. Are they breathing?" said another. All the comotion woke little Wind and she stared up at the bunch of wolves with wide eyes. River soon woke up and the group of wolves took the pups to their pack where they grew up. That pack was, and is, Moonlight Falls.
Crush
"No one has caught my eye really."
Secret Crush
"Ha!Even if I had one do you think I would tell you?!"
Mate
"Nope. But hopefully some day."
Pups
"I wouldn't mind having some pups one day."
oтнer
Soul ;3
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υѕernaмe
~The~Crying~Wolf~
naмe
"My name is She who runs with the Dancing Wind. Yeah, it's long, but my mother gave me that name. So deal with it."
nιcĸnaмe
"Just call me Wind."
Gender
"Fae. In other words, I am a female. Got it?"
Ranĸ Wanted
"Well, I think I would like to be a fighter. I'm not too good at hunting."
Age
"I'm 2 years and 11 months old. I know it exactly."
Deѕcrιpтιon
Wind is quite a pretty fae. Her fur is charcoal black and sometimes it looks as though there's a hue of blue in it. There is only one spot of white on her entire body and that is on her chest. The rest of her black, all the way from her nose to her tail tip. Her fur is silky soft and short, but it keeps her warm in the winter. She is short with short legs, but don't let that fool you. She is allot stronger than she looks and isn't afraid to prove it. There is something about her though, that gives her a sense of warmth and kindness. Her eyes are her most dazzling feature. They are a beautiful silvery gold color with tiny flacks off gold around her pupils that shimmer in the sunlight.
Perѕonalιтy
In a way, Wind is almost exactly like her brother, but not nearly as childish. Compared to him, she is WAY more mature. But, she has her moments. She is always happy and having fun, but sometimes that happiness is fake. She can hide her emotions very, very well. She rarely shows what she is really feeling. The way she lets out her real feelings is by howling a wonderful song of what ever it is she feels. Apart from that, she is an all around amazing fae. Her personality is great. She is very kind, caring, considerate and loves to have fun when ever she can. But some say she cares too much, but she says there's no such thing. Just like her brother, she has a short temper and is head strong and very stubborn. She doesn't take crap from other wolves and defends herself, her brother and her friends when their being picked on. Sometimes she'll defend someone she barely knows, or doesn't know at all if she feels they need it. She is tough, brave, adventureous and not afraid to get her paws dirty. But when it comes down to it, Wind can be very serious. She is very wise for her age. When she gets into a fight, she doesn't back down or give up until her opponant does or if she is on the verge of death. But she would give her life to save her brother, friends or pack.
нιѕтory
{Same as River's.}
Crush
"Naah. No one really stands out yet."
Secret Crush
"I wouldn't say even if I had one!"
Mate
"None! But hopefully some day.."
Pups
"I love pups! But, I want to wait until I have a mate to have some.
oтнer
Soul, mans.
~The~Crying~Wolf~
naмe
"My name is She who runs with the Dancing Wind. Yeah, it's long, but my mother gave me that name. So deal with it."
nιcĸnaмe
"Just call me Wind."
Gender
"Fae. In other words, I am a female. Got it?"
Ranĸ Wanted
"Well, I think I would like to be a fighter. I'm not too good at hunting."
Age
"I'm 2 years and 11 months old. I know it exactly."
Deѕcrιpтιon
Wind is quite a pretty fae. Her fur is charcoal black and sometimes it looks as though there's a hue of blue in it. There is only one spot of white on her entire body and that is on her chest. The rest of her black, all the way from her nose to her tail tip. Her fur is silky soft and short, but it keeps her warm in the winter. She is short with short legs, but don't let that fool you. She is allot stronger than she looks and isn't afraid to prove it. There is something about her though, that gives her a sense of warmth and kindness. Her eyes are her most dazzling feature. They are a beautiful silvery gold color with tiny flacks off gold around her pupils that shimmer in the sunlight.
Perѕonalιтy
In a way, Wind is almost exactly like her brother, but not nearly as childish. Compared to him, she is WAY more mature. But, she has her moments. She is always happy and having fun, but sometimes that happiness is fake. She can hide her emotions very, very well. She rarely shows what she is really feeling. The way she lets out her real feelings is by howling a wonderful song of what ever it is she feels. Apart from that, she is an all around amazing fae. Her personality is great. She is very kind, caring, considerate and loves to have fun when ever she can. But some say she cares too much, but she says there's no such thing. Just like her brother, she has a short temper and is head strong and very stubborn. She doesn't take crap from other wolves and defends herself, her brother and her friends when their being picked on. Sometimes she'll defend someone she barely knows, or doesn't know at all if she feels they need it. She is tough, brave, adventureous and not afraid to get her paws dirty. But when it comes down to it, Wind can be very serious. She is very wise for her age. When she gets into a fight, she doesn't back down or give up until her opponant does or if she is on the verge of death. But she would give her life to save her brother, friends or pack.
нιѕтory
{Same as River's.}
Crush
"Naah. No one really stands out yet."
Secret Crush
"I wouldn't say even if I had one!"
Mate
"None! But hopefully some day.."
Pups
"I love pups! But, I want to wait until I have a mate to have some.
oтнer
Soul, mans.
