ｓｗｅｅｔｈｅａｒｔ \Wolf RP/ Accepting, needs hunters~

[Massie Block.]

-{Chaos}-



Chaos saw her reaction as she ran away he said "well,excuse me!" he snorted then followed her and said "who are you!?" he started to slightly growl now as he stared at her dirty fur,'oh my dog' he thought to himself then shook his head and groomed his black fur that was nice and clean his golden eyes stared at her colored coat it was pretty and her eyes were nice but...did he like her?'No!' he thought I have been hurt to many times.He then splashed into the water and dunked under but soon reserfacing after.

[exousia]

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Hell is empty,
and all the devils are
here

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This young girl goes by the name Corentine, which is a feminine form of Corentin, ultimately meaning Tempest. She acquired this name by her own tongue at the ripe age of 2. Her birth name happened to be Lule, which means flower, but at the time she made the switch, she wanted nothing to do with her past life and decided to completely start anew. The name she gave herself was symbolic to her in many ways.

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Corentine is, of course, a female wolf. She has matured to the age of 5 years and has the scars to prove it. Her coat is a lovely multi-colored grey/brown color and is almost always mottled with some kind of grime, whether it be mud or the blood of her unlucky prey. Her eyes are a stunning light grey color, although they tend to change slightly in saturation depending on her mood.

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Corentine has many layers, and they can be nearly impossible to see past. She is, hands down, a very strong female, physically and mentally. That is the one trait that has been consistent throughout her life, and it has served her well. At first meeting, Corentine can come off like sandpaper. She is a sarcastic spitfire who always has a trick up her sleeve. She is fairly intelligent and can put up a sensible argument most of the time. She can be increasingly frustrating to talk to after a period of time, and she will make it known when she is not interested in what you have to say. She tends mirror the other wolf's attitude. If she is not given respect, you can bet the other is not getting any. If the other wolf is rude, she will be intolerable. If the other wolf is kind, she will give appropriate respect, although a kind attitude is not promised.
Once she has grown to trust you a bit, she can be a very sweet, playful wolf. Although she may not look like she gives a single care, she watches out for those she loves with vigilant eyes. She is very loyal and, as long as you have her heart, she will never double cross. She can be surprisingly caring under her gruff exterior.

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Her past is something she doesn't like many to know of. The ultimate sign of gaining her trust is for her to confide her past to you.
She started out in a pretty normal circumstance. She had a mother and a father and 3 siblings and they lived in a happy, healthy pack. As she grew older, she was taught how to hunt and fight and took to it like a fish in water. Her pack was very proud of her and encouraged her to excel in these areas. By the age of 1 and a half, she was already going on solo hunting trips as many of the hunters in her pack were growing old and dying. On one of her trips, she came across a lone wolf. His pelt was a black hole, sucking in the light around him, making him appear even darker. Corentine was mesmerized by it. She was getting sucked in as well, and soon all she could see was the handsome black stranger. A chuckle, deep and rich, came from his maw, breaking her out of her daze. She looked up and him and saw his green eyes dancing with amusement. A smile threatened to spread across her face, but she managed to hold it back. "Well, dear maiden, I must now ask why you keep staring at me." A blush colored her cheeks as a sly smile made its way across her face slowly. "Well, dear fellow, I must now ask if you get this kind of attention a lot." She could see the wolf was a bit surprised by her direct answer, but kept his smile intact. "I can't say I do. I live alone." Corentine chuckled and moved closer to him. "Well, then let me be the first." She said seductively. A smirk was plastered to the male wolf's face now. "Then its a deal. Meet me here tomorrow, same time." Before she had a chance to react, he was gone. They continued to meet like that for a while after. During one meeting, the male, who she now identified as Lurien, asked if he could see her pack. She agreed, of course, and lead him towards her pack. When they got there, though, he refused to go and meet them. Corentine was a bit confused by his actions, but let it go. She slept with her head in the clouds, sure that Lurien would soon meet her pack, and they could soon come out of the dark. Little did she know that a bloodbath awaited her on the other side of the spectrum. She awoke to the moans of her comrades. Blood stained her vision, and she could feel blackness overtaking her body. She screamed in rage and sorrow. Who would dare attack her pack like this? She launched herself at the nearest wolf and latched her teeth onto his black fur. The wolf howled in pain and shook her violently, throwing her a couple feet. She turned to regain her breath and faced her attacker. Both parties were surprised at what they saw, but an evil grin appeared on the other. "Lurien..." She said breathlessly. "Why?" Tears blurred her vision. "I suggest you run." He said darkly. So she did. She ran dumbly, tripping over her own feet. Thoughts of betrayal, hatred, and brokenness plagued her mind and she promised never to love again. She lived the rest of her five years as a loner, and has not yet found a pack to reside in.

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If you learn from defeat,
you haven't really lost.

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This handsome brute goes by the name Cen, pronounced SEN. He has been called Cen since his pup years, and as far as his knowledge goes, it has only been Cen. He has been curious, though as to if it is a shortened version of something. The only wolves that would have possessed that knowledge have been dead for years, so he has been left in the dark.

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Cen is one hundred percent male, in case you had any doubts. He has matured to the age of 3 and a half, although his wisdom goes far beyond his years. He possesses a beautiful multicolored black-grey coat, the black stretching from his back to the tip of his nose and wrapping its way around his neck. He has rather coarse fur, which is a result of his rough early years. Although because of that, it helps him keep warm in the cold conditions he is living in now. His eyes are a dull, dark grey color, serving as one of the reasons many find him intimidating.

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Cen is easily mistaken as a typical dark, quiet wolf, but he really isn't. He isn't even particularly quiet, but chooses to keep a low profile wherever he goes because he isn't too fond of attention. He can be very intimidating because of his large build and is not someone you would want to anger. For the most part, though, he is rather good at keeping his cool. Typically, the more he is angered, the quieter he gets, but if he is pushed to the edge, he will not hesitate to attack. He is very aggressive in physical fights.
He is very assertive and knows what he wants when he wants it. He is not one to change his mind easily and will go to whatever extent it takes. If he wanted to be alpha, he would find a way. If it included killing the alpha himself, he would do it. It is difficult to sway him from his goal, but very possible if done right. It just takes a bit of time and the right incentive.
From that description, your probably thinking he's a ruthless, emotionless killer, right? No. Although he can be seemingly ruthless and emotionless at times, he doesn't kill for the fun of it or go around terrorizing pup's dens. He will only kill if it is necessary and has morals set for himself. He isn't outstandingly kind or caring, but knows how to take care of wolves.

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Cen was born into a pack with six other litter mates. His pack was still very new and small at the time, only having about five other pack members. They were rather weak at the time, so they decided to go into hiding. They hid in the left corner of a very dense forest and only peeked their heads out when completely necessary. A lot of responsibility was on the pups to grow up strong and protect the pack, but many of his litter mates were sick and weak due to his mother's illness at the time of birth. His mother got a lot of trouble for it from the alpha of the pack, which happened to be her mate. As they grew older, their health only got worse and worse. Cen was the strongest of the litter, which got him better treatment than the rest of his brothers and sisters. He didn't notice at the time, but that got him ostracized and outcast from his family. He was the pride of the pack, and sure to grow up strong to give the pack a good name. Once they aged up to one, him and his siblings were sent on their first hunting trip. Cen wasn't particularly nervous, but the rest of his packmates were. Although he knew they weren't the best at hunting, he didn't understand why they were so nervous. "Avita," He said, addressing his sister in a hushed voice. "What's going on?" She turned to him with an alarmed expression when she realized he had no idea. "Cen, this is it for us. Either we do good, or we die." She lowered her ears on the word "die", looking at Cen with a scarred expression. Cen's immediate reaction was surprise, but it was flooded out by the overwhelming sense of anger boiling in his chest. "Are...are you sure?" He asked, fearful of her answer. She watched him carefully, studying his face. "Yes... Raiya overheard the alpha." "Raiya's a filthy liar." It wasn't that he didn't believe the pack would do something like this, it was that he didn't want to believe it. Alas, after the hunting trip, blood was nearly spilled. If it wasn't for Cen's threatening, two of his siblings would have been killed. It disgusted him. After another hunting trip, his brother Luka was killed. In his grief, Cen attacked the alpha, maiming him pretty badly. As a result, Cen was banished, and was told he would be killed if he ever set paw in the forest again.

[xx.]

{Accepted. Just to make sure I have this right, Cen and Corentine are both Loners, right?~}}

[exousia]

{Yep! Sorry, I should have mentioned that in their form. Anyone open to find either of them?}

[xx.]

{All four of mine; Hypnosis, Emma/Alex, Static, Flash; are open.}}

[exousia]

{Alright. I guess since they are loners, anyone who wants to can find either one of them c:}

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Corentine moved swiftly across the forest floor. She could smell a pack near, and she had wondered how stupid she was to wander into pack territory unknowingly. How could she not notice? The mingled scents of many different wolves clouded her mind, making her thought process foggy. She wasn't sure how far their territory went, and she wasn't even sure if she was heading towards or away from it. She just hopped to have her body intact by the end of this encounter. Her breathing sped up a bit as she subconsciously quickened her pace. She kept her ears pressed against her skull and her guard on in case any wolf decided to surprise her.

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Cen kept his body low. He could feel the cool earth beneath his stomach as it expanded and contracted with short, timely breaths. His silver eyes never left the doe in front of him, calculating the right time to spring. And that time was... now! He leaped from the bushes, teeth bared and aimed for the doe's fragile neck. He could see the doe's crazed, fearful eyes just before his teeth punctured the delicate skin. He shook a few times to hurry it up and let go, falling to the ground with a small thump. The doe's body collapsed in front of him, blood coming from the fresh wound. He sighed in triumph and bit into the meat, satisfying his desperately hungry stomach.

[paperman]

-{Chaos}-



Chaos saw her reaction as she ran away he said "well,excuse me!" he snorted then followed her and said "who are you!?" he started to slightly growl now as he stared at her dirty fur,'oh my dog' he thought to himself then shook his head and groomed his black fur that was nice and clean his golden eyes stared at her colored coat it was pretty and her eyes were nice but...did he like her?'No!' he thought I have been hurt to many times.He then splashed into the water and dunked under but soon reserfacing after.

[Sorry, I was eating lunch]

C H A S T I T Y;;

As she walked away, she heard a familiar voice from behind. "I am Chastity Elise, known as Chastity or Cas. And who are you, may I presume?" She questioned. She finally got to the lake with the brute tagging along. Before she got one paw in, the brute hurled himself into the clear lake. She was splashed with water, and a fish flopped at her feet. This male now enraged her. Dripping wet, she shook the water from her coat. She growled at him, a low warning growl to tell him to go. She waited patiently until he reacted.

[Massie Block.]

C H A O S



T h e young brute listened but then his expression dropped and he said,"sorry for bothering you" he turned away run from the pack territory his head down.'Why can't I just not be a bother for once!'he then said.

[Getting kicked off sorry]

[paperman]

C H A S T I T Y;;

Chastity was mad at this wolf, but he never told her his name. She padded after him, golden orbs focused on him, she caught up with him. "You must have not heard my question," she said. "I asked you your name,'' she said in a no-it all manor. She didn't like to leave anybody off on a bad note, plus it was spring time, one of the three beautifulest times of the year. She felt like saying sorry, but what did she have to be sorry for. Ladies never say sorry, but she could make an exception once or twice. "Mister, I am sorry for the way I acted back there. That was not lady-like. You just infuriated me by getting me wet three times without drying time," she apologized. It was true, not only would she have to groom herself, again, was also she would have to find some grass to dry in. In which also ment bugs crawling in her coat. She left the brute, and took a walk.

Chastity walked around the forest, much more lighter today, so she could at least see where she was going. Her paws came to a stop. It was her favourite place as a pup, the big rock. The big rock is about 7 feet tall and 4 feet wide. Perfect for a pup to play on, it had a secret hole, where her brother stored food and liquids. He would hide it with other rocks so she couldn't see it. She would often fall and get dirty. Her brother would get a kick out of it and laughed for days. She missed his laugh and smile. Hopefully she would meet him again.

[xx.]

{ E m m a l i n a L i l y }
L o n e r

Tagged;;
Corentine

Alex felt peaceful as she lay under the shade of a thick tree. She didn't care what type of tree it was, she only cared that it provided shelter and shade. Although there were many clouds, it was still reasonably hot. Her intense blue eyes swept the land around. Even in this peaceful state, she was still alert and slightly tense. Having been trained as a Hunter, Alex relied more on her ears and nose than her eyes. She had recently caught a rabbit, which lay discarded a few meters away. The she-wolf suppressed a yawn and clambered to her paws, ears flicking forward. It was then she caught the sound; Very faint, but there alright. The sound of pawsteps. She thought for a moment, then bounded forward towards this other wolf. The wolf had been close, so it was easy to locate her. She skidded to a stop, staring at Corentine. "Who, are you?"