|| A Dying Breed || D&C Wolf RP || Semi-Lit

[Oddly Shaded]

{Sorry, like how did you mean? That just kind of confused me. *Swish* - but for now, here is masket}

Masket rose to the sound of the playful apprentices. Only just being appointed her rank, she thought it necessary to keep eyes on the pack. Though through all the excitement of her job and the pups rushing and playing, there was some sort of hinderment. Her hearing, as sharp as she could get it. Her eyes reaching over to her alphess Bandit, she felt it necessary to alert her of this, 'bad feeling'. Even if the skies shone a brilliant blue through the packs territory, and few clouds roamed, she still felt something. Maybe it was just nerves, she assured herself there was nothing wrong before taking her first steps out into the shine of light. Heated light spraying her back she paced herself as she walked as calmly as she could before two pups, not all that much shorter than her crash landed in front of her, their almost cheesie play grins stared at Masket for moments before they apologised and flew up and out of sight behind a tree. "Morning Alphess" Masket said politely. Almost faking her behaviour.

EDIT+
{Wait. I think I get it.... We'll figure it out }

Green eyes opened, but all to be seen was the vibrant essense of the same colour. Speckles of blue above her, trees all around. A trickling sound reached her ears and she turned to see a green creeks, trickling away from her. A small cliff face beyond the creek, held by stones. Sand between her toes, sprinkled with grass. She lifted her paw, placing it firmly on a small sandy patch of grass. As she blinked in sinc with her paw the greenery quickly died and the grass under her foot ashed as the vibrance turned to decay. Burning heat all around her eyes opened to see everything slowly tumbling from it's standing position. She turned, the blaze reflecting off her eyes into the face of a huge black wolf. Vibrant orange eyes and a hissing sound. "Long time no see traitor" the voice growled deeply.
"What do you want!" She snapped back to him "What are you looking for!".
His deep voice returning "There is nothing I want more than...." He was quickly and abrutly cut off as the flames dissappeared, and she stood on a white backdrop. As she looked around, heart racing she called "Hello!" deep breaths between each word she continued, "Artemis! Where are you!" She hoped the gifted female would appear. But only the black wolf. It's back turned to her she slowly and carefully walked to it's side. Her breathing coming back to normal she asked "Who are you?". For a long moment there was silence before one, ear tingling, bone shattering word came from his mouth. "Valkyire". He turned quickly and aggressivly, jaws open wide, teeth bared and as the jaws begun to close... A quick breath sank into her lungs as she awoke, frightened of what this could mean.

Frightened of what could happen Blah begun rising from her slumber. She stood at the enterance of the small den she called hers, over looking the dens below from the mountains side she began her journey down. She had to confur with Artemis as to what she had seen. Paws moving as fast as they could, with a deep heavy breath following. Closer to the base of the mountain Blah noticed one of their neighbouring tree's had fallen in her path. She was in no time to stop and climb over, misjudging the height she attempted to jump. Hitting one of the branches and grazing a few of her ribs and legs, she continued to climb over. Not too far from the den, she hobbled while trying her best to run. She always found it uncomfortable to run while injured, but she was in no time to stop. As she reached artemis' den she paused, took a deep breath and stood at the door. Not paying attension to the play ful pups nor the alphess and her advisor watching on.

[Flame-Eye]

:: Shepard ::

A stiffened black rock coated in a thick pelt of soft, damp, watched a small heard of deer in the grasslands before him. Ears down, the toned young brute eagerly admired the elegant movements of the prey before him. Silent as an owls wing beat, he drew his from paw from the grass and pressed it down through the grass. As the deer grazed harmlessly on his patch, he used the wind to cover his pawsteps and scent. Head fixed, he slowly stalked foward. A snap threw Shepard from his hunting mode, his eyes shot down to the stick on the floor just hidden by the damp grass.The deer didn't even hesitate, and pranced up into a frantic dash for survival.
With a desparate growl, Shep leapt up from his spot and ran after the deer, far behind their tracks. But after a few seconds he lost ground, and the deer vanished into the distance. Shep pulled back into a trot with one final snapping snarl before he slowly jogged to a hault, his prey vanishing into the distance. "Damn." He huffed, ears fixed on the distance and his tail flicking irritably.
After a few minutes of eyeing down his food, he turned around and began to stalk his soft damp body back to camp. He had often butted heads with the alpha, as the strongest of his litter, he had the natural tendency of dominating a small group. A behaviour that was not corrected as he grew up, and was now affecting his relationship with the alpha male, Jack. However he had great respect for his leader, and knew when to stop- sometimes.

[Bℓυ ωιитєя]

(Sorry guys my post will probs be short and bad because I havnt really roleplayed in a while and am really tierd haha, forgive me.)
Jack
The huge cream brute moved slowly amongst the undergrowth, condident in his own territory, everything about him breathing 'alpha' even his musky, dominating odor. His tail was held high and his long, silky, not woolly like ordinary wolf fur was swaying in the light breeze. Stunning, icy powder blue eyes were studying the forest around him, keen to pick up even the slightest change in his territory. Jack hadnt been expecting to be reincarnated, nor did he know he had been, until he reached adolescence and the flash backs started. He could still remember the first dream, so bitterly real he woke up feeling as if he had been in that frozen world only moments before. At first Jack shrugged the dreams off, until almost every waking moment was haunted by a memory. Memories of his blood turning to Ice when he died, so numb and so cold that even his love for his mate, the alphess couldnt save him, the hate he had felt when he had instructed Malbet to split Ice pack, forming the Rebels to end Dante's rule.. Eventually he consulted the mage and it was discovered he was the first reincarnate(Is that okay?).

[Pandora Gaskarth]

((@Blu – That’s perfectly fine for him to be the first
@Shade – as in Artemis has a dream about the apocalypse, and Blah has a prophetic dream too but about the sanctuary/different to Artemis’ dream. Does that make more sense? Your reply made sense in that way anyway ^^
@Flame – Is Shepard a Rebel?))

Artemis turned her black head, purple eyes wide as Blah’s voice rang out through her den. The other she-wolf slept away from the rest of the pack, and while inconvenient for Artemis, it meant she had the den mostly to herself spare some sick and ailing wolves. One of them, Vita, was an elderly, huge she-wolf much like Jack. She had been alpha a long while ago, and had lived a whole lot longer than the rest of the older generation. Her pups still served as warriors, among other things, but they were also ageing, and soon Artemis could expect them to be seeing her more often. Older wolves got ill and injured more often, and Vita was one of the elderly who always seemed to be concerned she was ill. She was a frequent visitor to the Mage den, and while the healers should have been dealing with her, ever since Artemis had been promoted to mage the old mountain wolf had been too fond of her to see another. Vita lay in the corner, sound asleep even after Artemis’ loud outburst.

Refocusing on Blah, she hurried to her den entrance and stared wide eyed at the large wolf. ”I had a dream,” was all she said in a hushed whisper. Whenever the mage had a dream, Blah would listen to her talk about it and they would work out the meaning. But this dream…it had been so straightforward, foreboding and downright frightening. Artemis felt faint, and sat down, ears up and alert. Blah looked as startled as she did, now that the black wolf looked at her. And she was holding her leg in a limp. ”What has happened? Are you okay?” Artemis got up again, inspecting Blah carefully as she circled her, ears still pricked up.

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Bandit looked towards Masket and nodded her head. "G'morning, Masket," She murmured, her eyes turning back up to the sky, "I feel as though there's a storm coming, and nothing will be the same after. I feel so uneasy. Can you feel it in the air? It's so tense, as though a branch has been bent back so far and is going to spring back into place with such force it rocks the whole tree. I feel as though we are that tree. I can't quite place what's going to happen however...I'm just so worried..." Closing her eyes, the alphess bowed her head before turning her gaze to the Mage's den, where Blah stood at the entry, breathing heavily and limping. She quirked her brow but turned away. She would ask Masket to fetch Blah and Artemis later on. Right now she had to confer with her advisor. She would talk of her dreams with the two later. She watched Masket pointedly, waiting for a reply as Jack exited the den. She flicked her ears in recognition, and turned to beckon him over to join the conversation. Surely he had felt the uneasy feeling in the air too. The red sky grew with her worry and doubt. The previous day it had only been a hint of red in the far horizon, like an eternal sunset branded into the sky, but now it continued to grow, becoming more and more crimson as it covered the sky to the east. It was still a good ways away, but in two or three days, at the full moon, it would be overhead and perhaps even fully covering the sky. She felt the need to run, but how could she outrun something that was not tangible, but simply a feeling in her gut and a colour in the sky?

[Oddly Shaded]

} Sorry, ran out of muse to post. It's back {

Blah gave a frightened look as the mage stated she had also had a dream, she knew that it would have been similar to her own, but of course, there were to be changes, maybe more in depth definition of the entire dream. Maybe Artemis had more information. But while her brain ticked over with all of this what if, artemis broke her thought and brought her attension to the limpy leg she had stumped on a fallen tree. "The large oak tree next to my trail had fallen, I misjudged the height in an attempt to get here as quick as I could. I dreamt of a sanctuary. A large, shadowed wolf. He spoke the name 'Valkyire'." She said with a worried expression over her face. Attempting to forget about the aching in her paw and focus on what Artemis had dreamt.

Masket's heart almost fell to her paws below as the large wolf made appearance. She sighed and looked to Bandit, "That is why I rose and came over so quickly. I have the same bad feeling too Bandit." As she spoke her words seemed eary to her, soft yet harsh. She looked up to follow the alphess' gaze to the red tinged sky. Of course the Mage, and deputy would know what this feeling was, and she felt there would be nothing but bad news. She lowered her gaze once more to Blah, studying the limping leg and the huffing of her body. Of course it would be bad news. Either that or excellent news. Though nothing would change the way she felt toward the alphess and her lusting of Jack. She was almost, jeolus. She had seen jack generations ago, and then now, he'd found this female who seemed, so. There wasn't words to describe her really, Masket had no idea how to refer to her either, she was just, in her way. In the way of Jack.
} not entirely sure where i'm gonna go with Masket, she's giving me a little bit of WB {

[Pandora Gaskarth]

((Perhaps she could like Jack and be jealous of Bandit? Idk. Tension is always a fun thing to post about. I will reply later, I have some major Wb too :p))

[Oddly Shaded]

} Oh... I like that idea... Alright. Masket has a thing for Jack, and is jealous of Bandit BUT was only just appointed her position and doesn't want to loose status {

[onlyafter2009]

~Ice Pack Wolf~
Username:
KikiPond
Wolf’s Name:
His name is Mechine, though, calling him Mech is also good.
Gender:
Well, he is a male.
Age:
Mechine is in his prime, 4 Years of age.
Rank:
He is currently a Healer.
Wished Rank:
Mechine wishes to be Mage, and knows that he could get the rank rather quickly based on his past. Though, given the opportunity he would refuse, plainly based on how he would not be able to have a mate, and he would be a loner.
Mate/Crush/Pups:
None/Tsuki/None
Short Text Description:
Mechine is a massive wolf with a fighters body, he has gorgeous, inky black fur with snow white paws. His eyes are a blazing purple and he wears a purple earring on his left ear.
Detailed Appearance / Image:
Mechine, as stated before, has a massive build, expertly built for that of a fighter, guard, warrior.. A wolf of strength. His fur is silky, though it seems like the color was found in the darkest reaches of the deepest seas, an incredible inky black, though, his paws are like a doves snow white.
Mech's colors are very powerful and bold, especially his main unique attribute, a round, purple ring that dangles from his left ear, radiating an unearthly glow. This earring is incredibly unique and also manipulates his eyes into the same purple color, spare the glow..
(WIP)
Personality:
Mechine used to be a rather.. Know it all, mysterious and angsty wolf and before that, he was mysterious, know it all, very happy wolf.
Now, he is still very similar to both personalities he's had, he is a lot more happy, though he can come off as a bit of a know it all. Mech loves to have a joke, but, he knows when to pick his times and how to not step over the line.
Even though he likes to have fun, and won't usually be caught sulking, he will be very, very serious when he needs to be, as he knows from personal experience that you should never be too serious.
History:
Mechine could write several books about his life, but, they get boring, so, for now just some serious points.
• He joined Ice Pack, and fell in love with Destiny.
• Destiny became mates with Jack, he ran off a cliff.
• Died. (?)
• Turned out he was alive with severe amnesia, though he regained memory.
• Was to distracted and idioted about Destiny that he didn't notice Tsuki (because he was an idiot.)
• Became mates with Tsuki.
• Had a litter of pups
• Died, for real this time.
• Many generations later, he was resurrected.
• After he was resurrected, he had a life of being healer.
• Then he was pushed off a cliff and died. Again.
• Resurrection! Current life.
Other:
He is one of the original members of the pack, and one of the first incarnates.
The earring he wears has special healing abilities and can only be worn by members of his bloodline or wolves he allows to. Otherwise, it will send a searing, burning pain through the wolves body.
His heightened sense is strengthened, longer and sharper claws, which wolves do not tend to have, but from the amount of times he has fallen off cliffs, he might as well have something to help grip onto the rocks.

[Flame-Eye]

(Shepard's Ice Pack. I'll make the Rebels when you need me too Pan )

[Pandora Gaskarth]

((Accepted! And ok Flamey, I will set up for the Rebels to come in soon I will post sometime today. ))