ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇs ˡᶤᵗᵉʳᵃᵗᵉ

[AquilaFuga]

{Zhanne needs a crush. Could she crush on Seth? ^^}

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➳ Fae || Crushing on Seth || Thoughtful

Zhanne's eyes wandered lazily around the trees. A slight wind swirled through the infinite branches, seeming to whisper secretively, sharing truths and mis-truths around the forest. To her far left, Zhanne could hear a stream babbling away incessantly, and it made her feel calm and at one with her thoughts. And what were those thoughts? Several, careening around in Zhanne's mind, bouncing off each other as if they'd been swept up in a whirlwind. Constantly, Zhanne remembered her old pack, the life she'd chosen to leave behind, making her wonder whether her family was doing well.

A long time ago, Zhanne had been in a small pack. She'd loved it, and would forever cherish her time there - but change was a good thing. Or so she'd thought. She wished she could believe that she'd 'changed for the better', but in truth, Zhanne was no longer sure where she belonged. Right now, she was sat in her new pack's territory, as a young hunter. Zhanne truly enjoyed hunting, and though she wasn't the only hunter in the pack, she felt like she played a key part in the pack's survival. This was important to her because then she didn't feel like a dead weight like she had in her previous pack. But unlike the pack she was born in, Zhanne didn't feel as comfortable around the other wolves. They seemed nice enough of course, but the young fae always felt clumsy and awkward around the older, experienced wolves. Her happy, relaxed nature seemed lost on a few the others, who were often more concerned with showing off their strength and prowess.

Zhanne sighed inwardly. What mattered now was that they were her pack, and she would have to learn to trust them. With that, Zhanne nodded, finally forcing herself into an agreement, before she stood up, shaking pine needles and dead grass from her mousy gray coat. She licked her lips, and began to pad languidly downstream, making her way back closer to the center of the territory.

[love lucy]

you're obviously accepted, joy - and yes. will update ranks and crushes.

[Lothlórien]

Yay! I will work on my reply in a bit. I need to go do some stuff, but will for sure reply a little later on.

[Lothlórien]

Anyone open for Hope &/Or Seth?

[Amitta]

{Well, I was just going to post with Ryland, so he's open for Hope if you'd like. c: I've also got Ashi.}

[archeron.]

Ｌａｄｙᵇᶤʳᵈ ☁ ☼ ☁☁ ☼ ☁☁ ☼ ☁☁ ☼ ☁☁ ☼ ☁☁ ☼ ☁☁ ☼ ☁☁ ☼ ☁☁ ☼ ☁

ｈｕｎｔｒｅｓｓ | ｆｅｍａｌｅ | ｔｗｏ ｙｅａｒｓ ｏｆ ａｇｅ | ｃｒｕｓｈ ｏｎ ｚｏｍｂｉｅ

- - Lady's fur rippled as the soft breezes of spring brushed past the young female. All the new scents that the glorious season brought made Lady Bird's sensitive nose twitch with curiosity. An early born fawn and the doe were drinking lazily from a small forest spring, only a couple hundred yards from the huntress. Squirrels, chipmunks, and sly gophers scurried in the undergrowth, only popping out momentarily to snatch a seed or small nut from the damp ground. Serenity seemed to be everywhere, but then another scent caught the relaxed fea, setting her up on edge. A mother bear and her young cubs were near-by. Best it was to leave them be and return to the pack's territory center.

Rounding a corner, the dark furred female lifted her head to gaze around for her pack members, but was not startled when none came into view. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence for Lady Bird to arrive early, but this was odd for no other wolves to be present. Deciding to go for a small hunt, the fea padded back onto the path she had emerged from. On her way here, Lady had noticed a small mouse home she could search. Maybe a small snack was in order for the hungry female. If it came across her mind, she might catch a small rabbit for a pack member to eat, but it wasn't the most likely outcome at the moment.

[wonderlandwolf]

➢ ｂｌａｉｓｅ

ｔｈｅ ｕｎｉｖｅｒｓｅ ｈａｓ ｔｏ ｍｏｖｅ ｆｏｒｗａｒｄ. ｐａｉｎ ａｎｄ ｌｏｓｓ, ｔｈｅｙ ｄｅｆｉｎｅ ｕｓ ａｓ ｍｕｃｈ ａｓ ｈａｐｐｉｎｅｓｓ ｏｒ ｌｏｖｅ. ｗｈｅｔｈｅｒ ｉｔ'ｓ ａ ｗｏｒｌｄ ｏｒ ａ ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐ, ｅｖｅｒｙｔｈｉｎｇ ｈａｓ ｉｔｓ ｔｉｍｅ. ａｎｄ ｅｖｅｒｙｔｈｉｎｇ ｅｎｄｓ.

today for the two, the tension was just awkward. most of the time there was anger, jealousy, and lots, and lots of debates. today, it was just plain awkward. well, see ya, blaise spoke tot he fae, taking an early right as she dodged through a bundle of trees, hunched together. blaise didn't often visit the base to chat to other wolves. most avoided her, scared that she would attack in an instant. especially with all of the hormonal females around, blaise preferred to stay away where most thrived at. most of the time, blaise wandered outside of the territory. not the smartest idea, but it kept blaise occupied.

dodging the low hung branches, blaise glanced back over her shoulder, white tufts sticking out as they tried to block her sight. turning back forward, her brown eyes focused up above. but quickly, blaise halted to a stop, kicking up dirt as she stopped herself from glomping the three pups.go find your mother, blaise said, her voice hostile and upset. the last thing she needed were three pesky bags of fur. "how did you get to be an omega?" one innocently asked as the other two backed up. argument with anaka, now scat. blaise said, her voice upset and rather angry. "the pretty white one?" one piped up, scrambling to join her siblings. probably, blaise spoke, remembering the other white wolves in the pack. now move along, blaise scolded as the three began to happily run away.

[Lothlórien]

{Alright, here is a little awkward moment for Ryland and Hope.
I hope you don't mind I put them by the river. And I hope my writing is alright.
I am in the middle of attempting to clean my room.}

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H O P E F U L E T E R N I T Y
T h e F i g h t e r

Nickname:-:Hope
Age:-:3 Years
Gender:-:Fae/Female
Rank:-:Fighter
Crush:-:Ryland
Mate:-:No
Pups:-:None
Word Count:-:403

The small light tan fae trotted along a well worn path the sun warmed her back and as she looked around she noted it was also melting any lingering snow. She would be happy when Spring came in full force, Winter was always the most depressing month for her. She hardly ever got through it, but now she could stretch her legs and get some much needed space. Her gold eyes roamed the landscape for anything that would make some sort of meal. She looked a little skinny, nothing like how she looked once she was well fed and got plenty of sun. She defiantly hoped that she wouldn't see Ryland today, while she knew his eyes were on Blaise, her eyes were on him. Her heart beat faster every time he was near and she got more shy then she normally was. Oh, but she would never admit that she liked him, not to anyone. She let out a long sigh and focused on the scents that were around her. She needed to focus on hunting, not thinking about brutes. She caught the scent of water and thought maybe she should go for a swim. Her fur wasn't as clean as it could be, and she didn't want to run into Ryland looking all scraggly. She smiled a little and headed toward the water. Perhaps she could also catch a bite to eat.


As she neared the water she started letting her thoughts run wild with images of her and Ryland swimming together, talking about love and pups. They would then find a sunny spot to dry off. They would lay close to each other. Perhaps Ryland would whisper loves words in her ear and she could smile and blush. So lost in thought was she they she didn't notice Ryland. She walked right into him which made her stumble, she managed to keep herself from falling though. She righted herself and then looked at the brute she had just run into. Shock was written all over her face. "Ryland." She said, in a sort breathless, surprised whisper. She felt heat creep up to her face as she realized what she had been thinking. She quickly dipped her head embarrassed beyond belief. "I..I'm so sorry." She stammered. "I...I wasn't watching where I was going...Oh...This is a mess." She felt her face grow even hotter and she wanted to sink into a whole.

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S E T H
T h e H e a l e r

Nickname:-:None
Age:-:4 Years 7 Months
Gender:-:Brute/Male
Rank:-:Healer
Crush:-:Nonna
Mate:-:No
Pups:-:No
Word Count:-:

O P E N!

[eiznek]

maisy is open for crushes, and is currently not crushing. is anyone open, or would like to be crushing on her?

[Rotten]

((Ah, I just finished my male, Lucy! On page 3.))