FLYING MANES AND PAWS

[TheSheWolf]

Lol. So, should we just begin the RP?

[wowhow]

umm sorry but what is an RP? and do you mind clicking my egg it's diing in about 4 days if it does not get hachted plus i think it needs 10 clicks and so far it's been clicked only twice oh oops i forgot:




MERRY CHRISTMAS
to TheSheWolf and ~Jackie~ (and everyone else sorry i can't remember every name lol)

[YourWolf]

name: Aponi
age: 3Yrs.
rank: (Loner?)
gender: Female
personallity: Aashka is quite a charactor. She loves to have fun and she tries to be all she can be. Shes never known a stranger and will flap her maw to anyone. If she gets angry, the best choice is to leave her be. She has a heart of gold. She is happy to be alive. When a scrap is on the verge, Aponi is the first to act apon the enemy.
mate: Try me.
pups: None.
stray pups: None.
(Can I add this?) Other: She has two gold bracelets (Braclets?) around her front left leg, and no one knows why, just her. Her right ear has a nick (Nick?) in it from battle. She has a chain neclace hanging from her neck and it hangs down to her chest.

(And this?) Pic/Discription: (Act like she has all the "Other" stuff on her. =D AND.. Act like she has a whole bunch of scars from battle. She has an X over her eye from scars.)

[TheSheWolf]

(Thanks! Merry Christmas to everyone, too! And an RP is a roleplay.)

[YourWolf]

(And, heres some examples of RP..
The colossal fea Lupe stretches her enormous column out from the wilds behind her, the leaves and twigs encroached upon her perked auds and visage. Her nares quivering as she scents another Lupe former to her flank. She fluidly takes a few steps out from the bushes and shrubs of the wilds and flextures her apex from left to right, scanning her new surroundings and enemies with her corrupt, ice blue obisetain orbs before she shakes out her glorious, jet black, sleek, derma, sending its contents of bark, leaves, twigs and mosses spiraling off in all possible directions. Her tassle rises arrogantly and twitches slightly before flicking calmly through the cool atmosphere. She then twists her astronomical bulk around to face her new-found opponent. She allowes her labreals to form back over her immense, slightly yellowed, dagger-like ivories as a booming, calamitous snarl erupts from deep within her braced bodice as she begins a circuit around her opponent, her massive groundings heavily hitting the soft, loamy terra, scarring it with blood spotted indentations, her oil black talons scraping up the foliage as her bodice expands and contracts with each breath she takes before her momentum of the circuit increases. Her auditories fold back upon her crown as her banner continuously flicks aimlessly in the air. She then crouches her form low to the grass flecked terra before yet another snarl escapes her gaping dial. She eyes her opponents every movement before her muscles coil upon her eluding pillars. Then, she pounces forwards, releasing the adrenaline from within her to power her forwards. She gains a large amount of speed as her foundations propel her towards the unsuspecting Lupe, her dial now gaping wider, saliva dangling from her enamels as she moves even closer, her visage expressionless and un-readable. Her optics now burn with the desire to kill. In her mind she sees the image of the bloodied corpse of her opponents the desire conflagrates brighter with each step she treads upon the soil. She fakes right and attempts with all her brutal might to latch her daggers upon the Lupe's fleshy boa and if successful, she would bite down with enough pressure to penetrate through the flesh and the brutal impact should send both wolves into a tailspin across the grasses before them-


And..



The she-wolf pads into the terra, her jet black durma moving over the stiff muscles underneath. Her long pillars move back and forth in a rythmic motion pushing her forward. The blue tinges on the sleek pelt shine in the bright moonlight as she pads through the forest, silent and undisturbed. The vixens auditories are erect as she listens for sounds of her pack members or prey. The shining oak green pools scan through the trees as the soft breeze shifts through her pelt. She raises her dome into the sky and opens her maw a little to let the sweet tastes of the night rush into her mug. She lashes her tassle as she is suddenly disturbed by a twig snapping. She turns her block to send the flaming luminaries onto a coyote. She snarls once, the sound starting at the pit of her stomache to fly up her throat and burst out her snout. It races away, clearly afraid of the wolf. The vixen sighs, now missing the peaceful moment she had just felt. She pads on, the long stakes moving quickly as she goes into a trot, the fountations making silent noises against the rocky and leafy ground. She breaks into a run, the long stilts gaining much ground as she digs her talons so she moves even faster through the trees. She leaps over bushes, the tops of them scraping her underbelly. She slows as she nears her tree. She leaps onto the lower branch, her leith body making balence easy as she sticks out her tassle for support. She lies down on it, the wide and thick branch easily supporting her weight. She falls into a deep sleep, once again enjoying the peaceful night-)

[Jackie.]

umm sorry but what is an RP? and do you mind clicking my egg it's diing in about 4 days if it does not get hachted plus i think it needs 10 clicks and so far it's been clicked only twice oh oops i forgot:




MERRY CHRISTMAS
to TheSheWolf and ~Jackie~ (and everyone else)

Merry Christmas to you and everyone eles too.

[TheSheWolf]

(And, heres some examples of RP..
The colossal fea Lupe stretches her enormous column out from the wilds behind her, the leaves and twigs encroached upon her perked auds and visage. Her nares quivering as she scents another Lupe former to her flank. She fluidly takes a few steps out from the bushes and shrubs of the wilds and flextures her apex from left to right, scanning her new surroundings and enemies with her corrupt, ice blue obisetain orbs before she shakes out her glorious, jet black, sleek, derma, sending its contents of bark, leaves, twigs and mosses spiraling off in all possible directions. Her tassle rises arrogantly and twitches slightly before flicking calmly through the cool atmosphere. She then twists her astronomical bulk around to face her new-found opponent. She allowes her labreals to form back over her immense, slightly yellowed, dagger-like ivories as a booming, calamitous snarl erupts from deep within her braced bodice as she begins a circuit around her opponent, her massive groundings heavily hitting the soft, loamy terra, scarring it with blood spotted indentations, her oil black talons scraping up the foliage as her bodice expands and contracts with each breath she takes before her momentum of the circuit increases. Her auditories fold back upon her crown as her banner continuously flicks aimlessly in the air. She then crouches her form low to the grass flecked terra before yet another snarl escapes her gaping dial. She eyes her opponents every movement before her muscles coil upon her eluding pillars. Then, she pounces forwards, releasing the adrenaline from within her to power her forwards. She gains a large amount of speed as her foundations propel her towards the unsuspecting Lupe, her dial now gaping wider, saliva dangling from her enamels as she moves even closer, her visage expressionless and un-readable. Her optics now burn with the desire to kill. In her mind she sees the image of the bloodied corpse of her opponents the desire conflagrates brighter with each step she treads upon the soil. She fakes right and attempts with all her brutal might to latch her daggers upon the Lupe's fleshy boa and if successful, she would bite down with enough pressure to penetrate through the flesh and the brutal impact should send both wolves into a tailspin across the grasses before them-


And..



The she-wolf pads into the terra, her jet black durma moving over the stiff muscles underneath. Her long pillars move back and forth in a rythmic motion pushing her forward. The blue tinges on the sleek pelt shine in the bright moonlight as she pads through the forest, silent and undisturbed. The vixens auditories are erect as she listens for sounds of her pack members or prey. The shining oak green pools scan through the trees as the soft breeze shifts through her pelt. She raises her dome into the sky and opens her maw a little to let the sweet tastes of the night rush into her mug. She lashes her tassle as she is suddenly disturbed by a twig snapping. She turns her block to send the flaming luminaries onto a coyote. She snarls once, the sound starting at the pit of her stomache to fly up her throat and burst out her snout. It races away, clearly afraid of the wolf. The vixen sighs, now missing the peaceful moment she had just felt. She pads on, the long stakes moving quickly as she goes into a trot, the fountations making silent noises against the rocky and leafy ground. She breaks into a run, the long stilts gaining much ground as she digs her talons so she moves even faster through the trees. She leaps over bushes, the tops of them scraping her underbelly. She slows as she nears her tree. She leaps onto the lower branch, her leith body making balence easy as she sticks out her tassle for support. She lies down on it, the wide and thick branch easily supporting her weight. She falls into a deep sleep, once again enjoying the peaceful night-)

(That's a long--but great--example )

[YourWolf]

((Yeah, it is kinda long! XDD)

[Tiger Wolf]

( I didnt get this when i joined all i knew was you have a female and male and they mate making pups....you know trading and stuff and i still dont get it...)

[YourWolf]

((Ditto... I thought this was an Rp..))