Accepting~The Forgotten Pack~ & Whispering Wind Pack

[Dead&Gone]

Ah yes not sure what positions we have left I think just hunters & scouts oh and warriors too plus omegas and healers apprentices

[WindCaster]

KK, thx))

[Dead&Gone]

No problem

[Neonrift]

No problem

Could i do another intro for a 2nd wolf?

[Dead&Gone]

(Hmm? What do you mean by that?)

[yeeee.]

Forgotten Promise continued her stare. She didn't say anything, the vines being thrashed around on the outside. She saw the anger flicker in his eyes. " I don't know where you got the idea that I hated you." She frowned, but ignored the fact that he asked her to tell rebel to stop. Then a voice screeched from outside. Scaring her and causing her to jump.

Xion flew up the mountain seeing the red figure, her maw seemed to hang open for a while, flying over to the Alphas Den, or now prison. "STOP!" She stared at the wolves who were sitting there just watching, not knowing what was going on she assumed the wolves were possessed by the creature.

{Okay c:}

Amaro hated this. What had he really done to deserve it? His turquoise eyes rolled up into his skull. "For saying your angry with me for not dropping it. You expect me to forgive him for doing this?" The adviser asked in his soft voice, although the grinding sound of his fangs were audible. "He knows how much this hurts, and he does it intentionally, but instead of handing it myself I leave it to be. And now this?" Amaro felt a warm angry rush through him, and for a second, he considered slamming her again. But, realizing that's probably was she was ignoring him, he just turned his silver maw away. "Tell him to stop," Amaro repeated, his turquoise eyes flashing. Before he uttered another anger strangled hurt sentence. "Unless you want me to suffer."

Blood did stop and turn, his fangs bared. Who are you to tell me to stop? the massive brute growled, his pupiless golden eyes narrowing as he sized up the strange colored fae.

{Sorry for the late response ;v;}

[Dead&Gone]

(Hey xD)

Forgotten Promise heard his words, she winced at his tone. She thought about calling out, until the screaming echoed through her mind once again.

Xion held her ground, her dying wish was to protect anyone in this pack, wether she died now, or years later. "Stop harassing my pack!" The brave Fae bellowed, until a familiar voice rippled through the air. Broken Dreams.


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Broken Dreams pulled his wings off of Juniper to turn and look at the Fae. "Xion! Just who we need! Please, calm down, Rebel is trying to help us get Amaro out!" He called.

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Xion stared wearily.Yup, still an idiot, he's not possessed. "Amaro? What happened? Why is she locked in there?" She looked around, waiting for some sort of answer.

[yeeee.]

Amaro started shaking with rage all over again. All Forgotten was doing now was wincing in agony, as if being in his very presence made her upset. She wouldn't talk to him anymore... what was the point of being here? The tall ebony brute retreated to the back of the den and put his paws over his head. Only then did his body began to shake uncontrollably. She wasn't paying attention, and she wanted out. He couldn't make her see, could he? Maybe he should just go. "You want out, don't you? You wanna get out of here?" Amaro said very softly, feeling that weird tingle feeling slice through his pelt again as his body shook more. If I morph I will lose my mind.

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Blood watched the exchange, mild amusement flickering through his gaze. Then rolling his eyes, Blood nearly snarled at Rebel, whom snickered. Somehow his lie was holding up, thank the fates. Apparently some adviser named Amaro lured her in and trapped her; don't know why. Just know no one has fire powers to break down the barrier or a form that can walk through walls, the massive beast rumbled, holding back a snicker of his own. Licking his crimson maw, he sized her up.

[Lacuna]

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Username: WindCaster
Name: Whispering Ice
Gender: Fae
Age: 3(human years)
Rank: Hunter
Wanted Rank: Scout
Wings: No
Powers: Can transform into this(the process is very painful for her): removed
along with bending frost at will(not ice, just frost). She also has spikes along her body, which are permanent.
Crush: Shadows of the Soul
Mate: Zip
Pups: Zero
Personality: She is a very playful wolf, who goofs off almost constantly and loves to play with other wolves. She isn't very flirty, and is often shy around crushes. She has trouble taking things seriously, and is never first to be chosen to do something important.
History: She lived with a mostly normal pack, whom abandoned her as a pup due to her strange appearence and strange powers. She grew up alone until she found the Forgotten Pack, and fit right in.

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Username: WindCaster
Name: Anuri
Gender: Brute
Age: 8 months(the picture shows him as an adult)
Rank: Healers apprentice
Wanted Rank: Head healer
Wings: Yes
Powers: He can sprout wings when he wants, they look like this:
The gem on his chest can also look through things, and he can bend grass.
Crush: Open
Mate: Zip
Pups: Zero
Personality: He tends to be quiet and observant, but around friendly wolves he enjoys a good game and can make good conversation. Not the most social of wolves, he tends to be reserved. Often kind and open-hearted, he is an approachable wolf if you get past his quiet side.
History: He was born to a rogue, who died giving birth to him. He was found stumbling alone through the pack's territory and was taken in. The healers nursed him up, and that is where he found his interest in healing.

[Dead&Gone]

Forgotten Promise felt that Amaro was about to snap. She felt like she went into auto pilot. "Amaro, please calm down. It's alright." Her voice seemed to sing the words out, in a very sickly-sweet tone. She moved closer, wrapping a wing over his shoulder.

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The Fae raised an eyebrow then posed in a strange way. "You sir are speaking to a ghost, I was ment to walk through walls." Quickly she went back to her normal stance, blushing by her sudden embarrassing action. She noticed the brute licking his maw, she felt uncomfortable by the giant brute. And seemed to lower her head, then she walked forward a few steps.