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[Rotten]

ϠϯګLovedieϠϯګ

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٣҉Sneer҂

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▐▐ Name: Lovedie ♥♥♥ Orientation: Pansexual ♥♥♥ Gender: ♀ ♥♥♥ Rank: Loner ♥♥♥
▐▐ Categorized As: The Accurate Liar ♥♥♥ Crush: Jato ♥♥♥ Mate: None
▐▐ Tags: Open ♥♥♥

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As she laid there, body unable to move and pain coarsening though her, fear began to crawl into her. Her body, it wasn't getting up. It was at this moment that she decided death was upon her. She was afraid of the eventual darkness but it was better to focus on this fear instead of the truth of her situation which, if she acknowledge, would be like enduring the flames of a hell until she would be begging for death....

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Lovedie hummed to herself as she hopped through the snow like a goof. The wind was telling her that a pack was near, so being lead by the wind she was! The day was cold, yet Lovedie's warm fur kept the chill away, and so instead she enjoyed this day, right? It didn't take long for her to reach the border of the mysterious pack. Ah she was excited, who would she meet? They'll probably be angry... because after all she was a filthy loner. With an excited look, the fearless Lovedie tilted her head up and emitted a howl. Even the howl itself sounded slightly different, foreign to be exact, though either way it ranged through the air for all to hear.

After she finished the howl, she licked her lips before doing a dramatic twirl and then lifting her front right leg high in the air before stomping it over the border. Then just like that she started to limp along, favoring her left side. She took her time as she was happy to be a guest in the territory. Maybe she could find something yummy to scavenge that the pack hunted! Being a loner with a limp, her speed and strength was reduced and thus often she relied on scavenging. If one were to see her now, they would notice though her white fur was a wonder, she seemed to be scrawny, skin and bones to be exact. After committing a yawn she then put her nose to the ground and began to sniff around for something to eat...or maybe someone to meet...

ϠϯګMalbaϠϯګ

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٣҉Why҂

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▐▐ Name: Malba ♥♥♥ Orientation: Heteroflexible♥♥♥ Gender: ♂ ♥♥♥ Rank: Delta Male ♥♥♥
▐▐ Categorized As: The One Who Lives A Million Lives♥♥♥ Crush: Enchantress ♥♥♥ Mate: Kahleesi
▐▐ Tags: Open ♥♥♥

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Malba's eyes slowly opened as he found himself alone in a den. Where was he again? Oh yeah, his pack. After taking a couple of seconds to remember his home, name, and other simple information, he crawled out of the den that was a bit small for his size and stretched out his body. Despite his, er, issues, Malba always pulled through when he needed to. Oh yeah, he was a delta, maybe he should see if any of the alphas had work for him. After all this was his pack, and even if he didn't remember most of the time, these wolves were his family, and thus he would protect them.

Taking a step forward, it didn't take much for the large male to suddenly trip and fall on his face in the snow, his large body splayed out in a comedic way. Clumsy as usual. Just then though, a howl he did not recognize fill the air. It seemed someone had cross their borders. Lifting his head from the snow though his body was still splayed out, Malbe said to all who were nearby in his dense and slow voice, "Ah....There seems...to...be an intruder..." The fact that Malba was even able to tell that stranger was not part of their pack should earn him a medal for his memory being sharp enough to know that.

[america.]

♘ E N C H A N T R E S S
──────♘♘♘ [ ranking ] hunter [ interest ] zethros [ mate ] zethros [ tag ] cheyanne, kahleesi, neaira [ word count ] 329
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the thoughts of anger burrowed in the females mind. she may have been in this pack for a while but the pain she still felt from being kicked out of her birth pack still hunted her. had her mother really hated her that much to force her out of the pack like that? she had remembered her best friend cheyanne had followed her almost protecting her from the world around. she respected the female for that. enchantress remembered her family, the thoughts of them made her even more angry. she sighed before opening her deep brown eyes. she looked around, she did not know where her mate was but that did not matter to her. she arose to her paws letting out a small yawn, the dreams she had were not really dreams, they were memories of a time when she was truly happy. a time when her a cheyanne were just in the forest caring for only themselves. she blinked lightly before moving into the open, her oynx fur twitching in a small amount of wind before she moved out of the hunters den. her claws dug into the ground as she moved. brown eyes locked onto her best friend cheyanne as well as the pack alpha female neaira and the delta female kahleesi. she blinked lightly before moving up to the group of females. she dipped her head to the two higher ranking females before giving cheyanne a loving nudge to the side in a greeting. "good morning neaira, kahleesi. how are you two this morning." she questioned the two females. enchantress wanted to make good conversation at least seam interested although really the female was lost in her own mind. she respected the higher ranking wolves although was not exactly sure how to speak to them in a proper voice but she did her best. the female acted as if nothing was wrong but really only her best friend knew what her life really was like.

[paper planets]

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{ alias } aira { age } four years { rank } alpha { location } alpha's den { tagged } kahleesi, enchantress, cheyanne { crush } aedus

Neaira heard the soft crunch of snow underpaw, yet felt the soft tickle of grass brushing on her paw pads. Springtime. Usually the alpha's favourite time of year, with sprouts of grass and wildflowers growing amung the trees and the soft drip of melting snow off the branches of the trees. Not to mention that prey would get more plentiful. But, this year, Neaira couldn't enjoy the spring days, her life was filled with too much stress and turmoil to enjoy the time of year. She was constantly on edge, which meant she snapped more often, soon the rest of the pack would realize this and become wary with what they said to her. Neaira's thoughts were interrupted at the cheery "good morning!" that was called, obviously aimed towards her. The female lifted her gaze and spotted Kahleesi, a happy grin on her face while her tail thumped against to the ground, her joyful nature was contagious and Neaira offered a friendly smile back towards the delta as she made her way towards her quivering figure, "Good morning Kahleesi," she said as she took a seat near the wolf.

Neaira would consider Kahleesi a friend, since she seemed to always be so cheery it was hard to not enjoy her company, but maybe Neaira had only witnessed her while she was in a good mood. She surely did want a good friend to spill her secret to, but she wasn't sure if she should tell anyone or if Kahleesi would keep such a dark secret such as her own. Plus, Neaira wasn't sure if she considered Kahleesi to be that great of a friend, she wasn't sure if she would consider anyone a great enough friend for that. The alpha noticed Cheyanne sittings few paces away and she dipped her head slightly, in a silent greeting. Then, Enchantress, the hunter, joined the conversation. Neaira offered the black pelted female a friendly smile, "I am doing well," she replied, no hint in her voice giving away the lie, truthfully she wasn't doing too well at all. Neaira was zoning out of the conversation and her silver, blue eyes scanned the area around her. The roaming eyes of the alpha female were only searching for one thing, the familiar sight of the male fighter's brown pelt.

[the wild one.]

kahleesi ( homosexual ) ( delta female ) ( crush - neaira ) ( tags - neaira, cheyanne, enchantress, malba )

feeling like a stupefied pup, kahleesi took a breath. it was too much, her actions. her pack must've thought she was always so happy; but it was truly just because she was intoxicated by love. her head turned, ears pivoting atop her head as a shrill howl was erupted into the air. it shattered the morning silence like a vase on the floor. nearby, a flock of birds cawed and scattered. the howl was unfamiliar, and it came from not far off. briefly, kahleesi's gaze shifted down to her clumsy mate, who was sprawled out in the dirt. her eyes then returned to the direction of the howl, and she stood. love would be pushed to the back of her brain, if her pack was in danger. "should i go see who that was?" she asked aloud, eyes unwavering from their position. loners nearby always put kahleesi on edge. they made her wary. if danger was lurking, that meant her family could get hurt. that meant neaira could get hurt. this awoke something inside the she-wolf, something animalistic and territorial. kahleesi's muscles tightened beneath her pelt, her paws itching to move towards the loner. yet still, she awaited her superior's command.

[vervainium]

✦ CHEYANNE THE FIGHTER
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one, nothing wrong with me. two, nothing wrong with me. three, nothing wrong with me. four, nothing wrong with me!

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[earthandfire]

[ rank ] male fighter [ mate ] cheyanne [ crush ] neaira [ tagged ] open
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waking to the sound of chirping birds and a rustling nest, aedus awoke, his deep amber eyes flickering open. the warm heat that was resting against his back was gone in a whirl of crisp, frosty spring air. he shivered under his thick red coat. lifting his head, the brute's eyes blinked blearily in the dim sunlight filtering into the cave den. he caught sight of his mate, cheyenne, just as she was disappearing through the entrance. his jaws cracked open into a humongous yawn. lately, he'd been feeling sort of strange towards cheyanne. don't get him wrong, he loved the female fighter with all his heart - just, not in a romantic way anymore. they had been good together, through thick and thin and only having each other to lean on when the going got tough. but recently, a new vixen had caught his eye; the alpha male's mate for Lupis's sake! even thinking about, he shook his massive head roughly, as if trying to banish the thought from it. but he couldn't help it even as his heart tugged in such a way. heaving a deep sigh, he lugged his body into a sitting position. the fighter's bones creaked with stiffness after sleeping in one position the entire night. he wasn't known for a mobile sleeper. aedus always managed to keep the position that he fell asleep in. not bothering with washing his coat, the brute just stood and shook out the clumps of sleep-matted fur. licking his jaws and nose to wet them, he headed out of the warm cave and into the weak spring sun.

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{ alias } aira { age } four years { rank } alpha { location } camp { tagged } kahleesi, enchantress, cheyanne, aedus { crush } aedus

Neaira caught sight of movement out of the corner of her eye and, immediately, she turned her head in that direction. Her ears swivelled along with her head and she caught sight, scent and sound of Aedus, all at once. How could she have such strong feelings for a wolf whom she shouldn't be with? The alpha watched as the red pelted fighter stepped out of his den and shook out his fur. The sight made warmth spread through her body and shudder was passed down, along her spine. She was completely lost in a daze. So gone, that she didn't even hear the distant howl of a loner, that was clearly in pack territory.

Neaira was pulled from the trance by Kahleesi's high pitched voice. It cut through the warm feeling and broke her gaze away from Aedus. The white pelted female yanked her head up sharply and blinked a few times to clear her brain before she turned her head towards Kahleesi, "Oh... Um. Y-yes, yes," she replied, her voice was slow, it had an odd soft, melodic tone to it. Neaira shook her head sharply Snap out of it! she snapped in her head as the last of the warm feeling left her body. Now it was all about the pack, nothing else. She stood up and shook out her thick pelt. Neaira glanced back towards her den, noticing that Jetsu still hadn't woken up, she quickly turned back to Kahleesi, "Alright, I will come along with you and we should bring one more wolf," she said. As soon as those last few words left her maw her gaze shot over to Aedus quickly, before slowing turning back to where they had previously been, "Perhaps we should allow Aedus to accompany us.." she offered the delta female, "He is a fighter, he would be an asset if it came to a fight," she added, trying to keep the pleading note from her voice.

[kay.]

Khyle || > The brute with the amber eyes and amorous heart locked behind bars

Beta Male | 3 Years
Crush;; Lovedie
Mate;; Jato
Tags;; Lovedie

It wasn't too often that the Beta Male slept in too long, however in the past couple of weeks it was becoming a more and more common occurrence. As soon as he put his head down to rest it seemed that his dreams would pull him in and take control, so much so he slept like a newborn puppy and waking him was near enough impossible - if anyone was daring enough to try in the first place. Those dreams that took over him were not like anything he had ever experienced before, and he didn't know why they were happening to him either. Ever since a few weeks ago he bumped into that stranger fae... Her coat white as snow haunted his mind, whether asleep or awake. His dreams were all different, but the main character in them always happened to be Lovedie by some chance or miracle. Denial put him in a false sense that this was all some odd coincidence, but he knew that he didn't want to wake from those dreams. Deep down he knew he had an attraction towards the fae from the moment he met her, but he also knew that he had a mate and it wasn't right for him to have thoughts about anyone else. That was the only reason he could think of, since he didn't care whether it was proper or not for a Beta to love a loner - the others could think what they wanted, but he should already be in love.

When Khyle woke up it came as no surprise to find that his mate wasn't by his side as she was when they went to sleep. Even before all this dreamy mess began and he was up relatively early Jato was always up and out before him. He didn't always know what she was doing, he assumed doing some sort of duties, but he wasn't too disappointed either - when they did bump into each other earlier than usual she tended to be rather short-tempered and snappy. He always assumed that she was simply an early bird as some wolves are, never thought that anything could be wrong with her for waking up that early.

Eventually he snapped out of his sleepiness and reality set in that he should have been up ages ago for the pack. He slowly heaved his body up and felt his muscles protest at the movement. Ignoring them, he stretched out then shook himself over before padding out of the den. Looking around, he saw that there was a small group planning some sort of outing, though it seemed they had everything under control so he didn't bother coming over. Suddenly, his ears perked up as he heard a howl pierce through the air. At first he wondered whether it could be a pack member in danger despite the fact it didn't seem too urgent. When he realised it wasn't any of them, his immediate thoughts went to a loner, and the only loner around he knew of was his precious Lovedie. With a quick glance around, his paws seemed to take control of his actions before he even asked them to and charged forward in the direction the howl was originating from.

He was sprinting for a good few minutes when he seemed to have lost the loner's track and slid to a halt. His breathing was heavy as he struggled to keep it quiet - stamina was never a strong point for him, and runs like this were not favoured. But he had to see her, if it even was her in the first place. If it wasn't he was strong enough to defend himself, and then the pack he left behind so suddenly couldn't be mad at him for fighting off a strange wolf. Then, just as in a dream, he caught the slightest glimpse of white. His instinct told him to crouch down in a near hunting position in order to not be seen, although she most likely already knew he was there due to his heavy breathing and standing around.

[WildlingQueen]

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gender: male role: alpha in love with the omega age: four and a half years aliases: jet love interest: reerden words: 572
tags: reerden mentions: neaira
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The scent of spring seemed to hang lightly in the air though it made little difference to the wolf pack, the cool air still stung their skin and prickled their pelt and snow clung firmly to the ground. That was how Jetsu awoke, to a thin sheet of ice resting over the den’s floor, his paws tingling from the frigid air. He was grateful for the thickness of his fur and the mass of muscle that clung to him. He felt indifferent to the weather changes, adaptable, that’s what his mother had called him. He made any setting work for him, be it rain; snow or sun, he could survive. He thought of that as he heaved himself into a sitting position and cast a side-long glance at the wolves chattering in his den. His lip raised above his canine, but he immediately turned his head away. He didn’t feel like talking with his mate this morning, and in honest, his exhaustion was controlling the muscles at work in his body. He, with no quietness, trudged from the den and into the brilliance of the morning, or should he say not so brilliance?

His eyes narrowed against the bitterness of the light as it probed his pupils. The iris’s contracted in an attempt to rectify the sudden change in scenery, but it did little good to stop the bitter sting. All around him bodies shuffled and moved and he found himself lost in a memory from when he was but a pup and the once large pack stirred around him as his father awoke. Things were different for him. Whilst his father seemed to move the pack, the pack seemed to move without much say from Jetsu lately, and he pinpointed it to his mate. The mate he had thought he had loved all those years ago but perhaps… perhaps it had been false love. A story spun by the imagination of a wolf who wished to do everything right by his father.

In the chaos of his questioning thoughts his eyes had somehow drifted towards the den that belonged to his Omega, and his heart pattered roughly in his chest. With a single glance at his mate he leapt gracefully down towards the rest of the pack. With each wolf that passed he gave them a sharp nod and passed by them, his destination set on the Omega’s den. It seemed foolish but he was the alpha and perhaps he had to talk to the omega about an incident. He let out a soft, almost hushed bark as he approached the den, calling to Reerden. His blue eyes scanned the entrance of the den, blinking cautiously as he awaited the omega’s presence.

With slight paranoia he glanced off to the side, shaking out his pelt carefully. There were no eyes on him and no one seemed to care, but why would they? He was allowed to talk to his packmates was he not? So why did this feel so… taboo? He dropped his head, eyes scanning the forest. “Reerden, let’s go for a walk, I’ll meet you outside the camp” he remarked, shaking out his soft white pelt as he moved forward. His heavy paws met the ground with a slight slush as the dampness soaked into his fur. Once he reached the forest, his haunches fell roughly to the ground and his head turned up towards the trees, awaiting Reerden.

[luca balsa.]

▸ Jato ◂
Gender ; Female · Age ; 3 years old · Rank ; Female beta · Crush ; Jetsu · Mate ; Khyle · tagged ; Open <3
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Jato padded slowly out of camp looking down at the ground. But not in sadness like someone may assume but confusion.As she kept walking in the packs territory she could not think straight. Her dream replayed over and over and she could not help but smile when she though about Jetsu. But why dose he matter? I have a mate! I-I can't be in love! I love Khyle and I always have... She said in here head but she knew what she really was thinking. She trekked on on through the cold and continued to wonder the forest thinking and thinking..

After a while Jato was barley able to walk already running out of energy. Her stomach growled as she continued on. But she did not stop. But she then did when she caught scent of a nearby hare. She sniffed as the soft ground getting bits of snow on her nose as she sniffed at patches of snow on the ground. Once she found its trail it was easy to find it. Getting low to the ground she spotted the white hare in reach. She then jumped and as she hit her teeth into the hare it let out a loud screech then feel limp. With a gleam of pride in here eyes she heeled her head up as if to boast about her catch but she knew no one was there. As she held it in her jaws her stomach growled louder. She grunted and mumbled "Save it for the pack.." wanting to not eat her fresh catch and rather make sure she helped out her pack a bit today.