۪F۫۰۪e۫۰۪a۫۰۪r۫۰۪l۫۰۪e۫۰۪s۫۰۪s۫۰ Who will survive? Accepting

[Jalista]

((Whoa... Can I have a recap?))

[haste]

((Sorry, even though I just joined, I'm going to have to quit because Im already in quite a few rps and I can't keep track of them all ))

[SilverDoe]

Shatter had succeeded in drawing Tamya's attention away from her. She turned towards Shadow, a mencing glint in her bright green eyes. "So, you stole the rabbit, did you?" Tam's auburn fur was bristling. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to catch prey these days? Do you really think we need the likes of you stealing from the food that is rightfully ours?" hearing Shatter's snarky remarks, she turned back towards her. "As for you, well, do you know what my muttation is? My ears and claws are tipped with poison. Think on that a minute before you decided to give us cheek." Growling at Shadow, she added, "You think on that too if you decided that our food looks tempting to you."

[spiff]

((Okay, so Shatter and Shadow were fighting over a rabbit from the pack. The pack members noticed them, and a sort of brawl started. Shadow stopped pulling on the rabbit and ran towards camp, but Shatter drew attention to him and he was stopped by a few wolves. Which is pretty much where we are now.
NOTE TO ALL: I'm gonna make the first Disaster take place soon >:3))

>> ｓｈａｔｔｅｒ <<ohwaihellotharhowrudoinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn8D

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Tipped with poison? Shatter eyed the wolf, silently admitting that that was pretty impressive. She furtively glanced up at the sky; time was passing was too slowly. It was still mid-afternoon, so she had nothing to her advantage except speed and her own wits. As much as she prided herself on being able to rely on her own resources, she was desperately wishing that the moon was there to aid her. She bit her cheek, trying to resist the urge to reply with a rude 'Okay, I've thought about it a minute. Now what?' She listened to her words, feeling satisfied as the blame was pinned on Shadow, though none of it showed on her face.

ohwaihellotharhowrudoinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn8D>> ｓｈａｔｔｅｒ <<

[pancreas]

( Ohh, I shall join with my male wolf in one moment~ Just need to scrape together some muse. *relieved sigh* I've been looking for an original wolf roleplay for ages. 8D )

[spiff]

((Sure thing. 8D))

[diamonds;;]

{I'll make a male now too, and make him a cross with a horse or something XD}

[pancreas]

Username: Nightingale~
Name: Kite
Gender: Male
Age: Two years
Rank: Healer
Mutations: He is able to heal any injury, but only once a day.
Personality: Kite is a very quiet, but friendly wolf. He doesn't talk unless he needs to, preferring to listen more than anything. He is gullible, and it would be extremely easy to take advantage of him due to his caring and loyal nature. He can keep calm when other wolves are panicking, which is why he was perfect for the role of a healer. He is more relaxed when helping a wolf in need, and his soft, reassuring voice helps him to keep an injured pack-mate from struggling and getting frightened.
Appearance: Kite isn't a large wolf, and his size is both an advantage and a disadvantage. His fur is short, and is a dark brown flecked with black. His paws are flack, as is his ear tips. His eyes are amber, and are filled with kindness most of the time. Despite his size, he is a fairly fast runner, which is helpful when he is rushing to assist a wolf in need. Across his back is a wide scar, but he still refuses to tell anyone who asks why he has it, merely shaking his head and turning the conversation in a different direction.
Crush: Nope
Mate: Nope~
Other: Sorry for fail form. D8

[spiff]

((Good, more males. :3 A horse? That's going to be awesome. xD
It's not a fail form, Nightingale. x3 Kite is accepted.))

[nightbeat]

{Thanks for the recap~~ Now, to find where I can come in. XD
Oh, is it okay if you could change Fenra's rank to loner? c: Thank you!}

Clenching the rabbit in her jaws, Fenra slowly made her way up the slope. The hunt had opened her wound; Scarlet red blood stained the grass, and her paw ached more than ever. Trudging through the grass, she sniffed at a large rock. If she could just squeeze through... Fenra ducked her head and nudged herself under the rock. It twitched as a body entered inside. She coughed, squeezing her way around. There was just barely enough room to get out of it, much less movement.