Years ago, the wolves in The Realm used to live in harmony. Of course, that was years ago. Now, there is comstemt wars and fightings. Now, The Rebellion is growing against the Daciana, the wolf who led the others into a time of total and utter despair.
Now, Zev expands his group of wolves in hope of claiming The Realm back in the paws of the good, but it's not that simple. Do you dare help? Or shall you join the evil side, knowing that the darkness that shadows over the land will never surrender?
Rules;;
All CS rules apply!
No powerplaying!
No cussing!
Please, no one-liners! I understand the occansinal muse-lost post, but not every line, okay?
This is a semi-lit RP! No crazy wings or designs! The only thing non-lit about it is Daciana taking over The Realm!
This is a third person, past-tence RP. No "I watch as the wolves walk forward. "Hello!" I bark. "Hey!" He barks back to me."
If you read the rules, put "carrot" in "other" on your skelly!
Have fun, and please enjoy!
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Name: Daciana
Gender: Female
Age: 2 1/2
Allegiance [Good or Evil]: Evil
Apperance: Daciania is a petite wolf. Though she is small, she is quite the fighter. Her long, sharp fangs help her in times of fighting, along with her oddly long, sharp claws. She is ebony, with unusal gold eyes.
Other: ... I made the rules, I think I know them...
Name: Zev
Gender: Male
Age: 2 1/2
Allegiance [Good or Evil]: Good
Apperance: Zev is a hadsome young white wolf. He has green eyes, which barely any other wolf he knows has eyes like his. He is massive, though doesn't believe in fighting. He has very long fur, and large paws, which make him constently trip.
Other: ... I made the rules, I think I know them...
Daciana's Followers;;
Adham
Zev's Followers;;
Ember
Now, Zev expands his group of wolves in hope of claiming The Realm back in the paws of the good, but it's not that simple. Do you dare help? Or shall you join the evil side, knowing that the darkness that shadows over the land will never surrender?
Rules;;
All CS rules apply!
No powerplaying!
No cussing!
Please, no one-liners! I understand the occansinal muse-lost post, but not every line, okay?
This is a semi-lit RP! No crazy wings or designs! The only thing non-lit about it is Daciana taking over The Realm!
This is a third person, past-tence RP. No "I watch as the wolves walk forward. "Hello!" I bark. "Hey!" He barks back to me."
If you read the rules, put "carrot" in "other" on your skelly!
Have fun, and please enjoy!
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Name: Daciana
Gender: Female
Age: 2 1/2
Allegiance [Good or Evil]: Evil
Apperance: Daciania is a petite wolf. Though she is small, she is quite the fighter. Her long, sharp fangs help her in times of fighting, along with her oddly long, sharp claws. She is ebony, with unusal gold eyes.
Other: ... I made the rules, I think I know them...
Name: Zev
Gender: Male
Age: 2 1/2
Allegiance [Good or Evil]: Good
Apperance: Zev is a hadsome young white wolf. He has green eyes, which barely any other wolf he knows has eyes like his. He is massive, though doesn't believe in fighting. He has very long fur, and large paws, which make him constently trip.
Other: ... I made the rules, I think I know them...
Daciana's Followers;;
Adham
Zev's Followers;;
Ember
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Daciana glanced wearily around. She tilted her muzze a bit upward then inhaled deeply. There were scents of another wolf, but they were very stale. She gave herself a quick nod, and curled up on some soft moss. Her golden eyes flashed up at the darkening sky, watching as the sun left scarlet rays on the ground below it. A shiver racketted through her whole body. This was all hers, and no one could ever take it away.
Zev's aching paws drove him towards a small babling brooke. He bent down, and lapped up the cool, refreshing water. He closed his eyes as the water slivered down his throat. He sighed contently, and looked up at the sky. The large golden sun melt over the horizon, telling him it was time to sleep. He sheepishly obeyed, and laid down, sprawled over the moist grass, and soon enough, he was snoring softly.


