Introduction
You fly through the trees, your wings making hardly any noise at all. You look ahead and see where everybody is gathered for a meeting. You land, tuck up your wings and find a good place to sit. Minutes pass as dozens more wolves land, and gather in a circle around the great elder rock, where the eldest of wolves would land. She was about 890 years old. She swooped in and landed swiftly on the wing shaped rock.
"Greetings," He voice boomed through the trees, "Welcome, young ones, to your new home, Christilia. For those of you who just migrated here, I will go over the laws of this large land.
1. All chicken smoothie rules apply.
2. All Tess's rules apply.
3. No swearing.
4. Fade to black when birthing and mating.
5. You will have one mate, and no more.
6. After a female is bred, she produces an egg a few days afterwards. She stays with the egg while her mate hunts.
7. Try to keep fighting limited, please, the last thing I need is to have to clean up skattered wolf parts.
8. I can change these rules without warning.
9. Please use bracketes while OOC.
10. NO CHAT SPEAK! We are most certainly not those humans who live with no grammar at all.
11. You may have one magical power and your pelt colour will represent your power.
That is all. Oh, please go to one of the great Cristional trees to register yourself with the book keepers. Thank you, have a nice day." Wolves scatter, taking off, running, trying to get to a tree first. After you reach a tree, wait in a rediculously long line, a small wolf with white glowing eyes hands you a diamond. "Tell it everything, then return it to me." You nod looking into her eyes, they were solid white with no pupils.
You take the diamond in your paw and fly up to a perch in a tree. You begin to tell the diamond everything you know about yourself.
FORM (please only use mine)
You fly through the trees, your wings making hardly any noise at all. You look ahead and see where everybody is gathered for a meeting. You land, tuck up your wings and find a good place to sit. Minutes pass as dozens more wolves land, and gather in a circle around the great elder rock, where the eldest of wolves would land. She was about 890 years old. She swooped in and landed swiftly on the wing shaped rock.
"Greetings," He voice boomed through the trees, "Welcome, young ones, to your new home, Christilia. For those of you who just migrated here, I will go over the laws of this large land.
1. All chicken smoothie rules apply.
2. All Tess's rules apply.
3. No swearing.
4. Fade to black when birthing and mating.
5. You will have one mate, and no more.
6. After a female is bred, she produces an egg a few days afterwards. She stays with the egg while her mate hunts.
7. Try to keep fighting limited, please, the last thing I need is to have to clean up skattered wolf parts.
8. I can change these rules without warning.
9. Please use bracketes while OOC.
10. NO CHAT SPEAK! We are most certainly not those humans who live with no grammar at all.
11. You may have one magical power and your pelt colour will represent your power.
That is all. Oh, please go to one of the great Cristional trees to register yourself with the book keepers. Thank you, have a nice day." Wolves scatter, taking off, running, trying to get to a tree first. After you reach a tree, wait in a rediculously long line, a small wolf with white glowing eyes hands you a diamond. "Tell it everything, then return it to me." You nod looking into her eyes, they were solid white with no pupils.
You take the diamond in your paw and fly up to a perch in a tree. You begin to tell the diamond everything you know about yourself.
FORM (please only use mine)
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Username:
Name:
Age: (must be over 150 yrs, and under 200)
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Other:
She has the water power.
