~ The Lost Warriors ~ Wolf RP New and Accepting

[Nectar]

Faolan stood up and walked in to the den ''yes...?'' he looked at the pups.

Fate squeeked.

[Moon pool]

Gavenia squirmed around and her small nose bumped her fathers paw

Striker walked in but stopped at the entrance

[ShadowStarFang]

Lucky fluffed her fur and watched the two. She pulled the she pup back. She seemed to be very protective of them, even to Faolan, or any wolf that might come in.
Another she pup looked asleep there. Her fur seemed to have different shades at certain points.

[Moon pool]

Gavenia moved her head around when her mother pulled her back and squirmed a little

[ShadowStarFang]

Lucky looked at Faolan. Hopefully he would have name ideas.

[Moon pool]

Striker watched his daughter and her mate and just hoped that Faolan understood what lucky wanted

[partyclub]

(I'm not trying to be weird or anything, but I found all my posts about Alkina's death and the newest post I did and I copied and pasted them into Microsoft word and read it all and it is literally heart-wrenching. I mean, I really spill my heart and thoughts into my writing when I write about someone dying, but the feeling I try to interpret into the main character's feelings is so difficult because the pain of losing someone is just so unbearable you can't even put it into words. I remember when my cousin died, everything was cheery, I was playing the piano, my older sister was singing obnoxiously along, and then my parents called us over and told us that Andrew died. it was garbage day in north carolina and he was riding his bike to school and a semi hit him. He was only 14. Didn't have his license. Never even had a girlfriend or kissed a girl. It felt so...unreal at first. I thought they were joking. I was like, "What? no, he didn't die, he can't." and when I finally realized they weren't kidding, I just broke down. When I just think about him...I cry...like now. it was his time. like I said, a semi hit him, he died right away. The Monday before was labor day, and his mom offered to go out, but he insisted on staying home and they ended up making cookies and it was so heart wrenching when she said that he kissed her on the cheek. and the next day...gone. I remember we were in his house, and me and my sister were making fun of him cuz he had a purple ipod, and then I remember I was in my dads truck at night on the side of the road with my cousin and his friend and we were popping out at cars and we accidently did it to a police car...and...and he would always come up to my and stroke my hair saying..."your golden locks" ok, ok, ok, ok, I really need to stop typing this, I'm bawling...he died four years ago...
R I P
Andrew Wright
love u

[ShadowStarFang]

(I'm not trying to be weird or anything, but I found all my posts about Alkina's death and the newest post I did and I copied and pasted them into Microsoft word and read it all and it is literally heart-wrenching. I mean, I really spill my heart and thoughts into my writing when I write about someone dying, but the feeling I try to interpret into the main character's feelings is so difficult because the pain of losing someone is just so unbearable you can't even put it into words. I remember when my cousin died, everything was cheery, I was playing the piano, my older sister was singing obnoxiously along, and then my parents called us over and told us that Andrew died. it was garbage day in north carolina and he was riding his bike to school and a semi hit him. He was only 14. Didn't have his license. Never even had a girlfriend or kissed a girl. It felt so...unreal at first. I thought they were joking. I was like, "What? no, he didn't die, he can't." and when I finally realized they weren't kidding, I just broke down. When I just think about him...I cry...like now. it was his time. like I said, a semi hit him, he died right away. The Monday before was labor day, and his mom offered to go out, but he insisted on staying home and they ended up making cookies and it was so heart wrenching when she said that he kissed her on the cheek. and the next day...gone. I remember we were in his house, and me and my sister were making fun of him cuz he had a purple ipod, and then I remember I was in my dads truck at night on the side of the road with my cousin and his friend and we were popping out at cars and we accidently did it to a police car...and...and he would always come up to my and stroke my hair saying..."your golden locks" ok, ok, ok, ok, I really need to stop typing this, I'm bawling...he died four years ago...
R I P
Andrew Wright
love u

(Don't get me wrong, that is sad and all, but this isn't really the place to talk about it =\)

[Nectar]

Faolan flicked his ears and looked at the pups ''there are three of them... All girls?'' he asked ''one grey, one brown like me and one piebald... I wonder from wich side the piebald one is, i don't have any piebald colored family'' he watched them.

[Moon pool]

Striker looked at the Piebald pup "I only recal one piebald family member..." He murmered