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[Crazycookiemonster]

(( i love how storm is an all fea pack, lol and cant wait to start ))

[ChirpyFox]

Ｋｕｂｕｋｉ

➽Male
➽Single
➽No Offspring
➽ Bold,Powerful,Courageous
➽Alpha or Sky Pack
➽No scars or disabilities

;; The Alpha flicked his ear lightly looking from wolf to wolf. Feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment he nodded slowly before speaking. I think a patrol is wise. any trespassers will not be harmed unless protection and brought to me immediately. He reported looking stern. Flicking the tip of his tail lightly he walked off to his designated sleeping spot. The chilling air made him shudder whipping his head back to the patrolling group he called. "Oh! And also...A meeting will be held once you get back. His voice howled out to them from a far. Looking at him pack made him smile, it always has been something he put pride in.

[ajohanna]

ｆａｌｌｏｎ. . .

↠ name :: fallon.
↠ gender :: female.
↠ age :: three.
↠ rank :: head fighter.
↠ with :: open
↠ mood :: eh . . .
↠ crush :: tba.

A figure emerged from an eerie, dark den. It was a fae; the only fae in the pack, yet she was more tougher than most of the brutes in the pack. Well, they don't call her head fighter for no reason! She walked around, her cranium low to the ground, tail swaying behind her dark black coat. She lifted her head suddenly as alpha Kubuki padded infront of her, saying his greetings. Alpha.the female greeted back with a slight dip of her muzzle. Fallon lowered her head again and padded near the edge of camp and sat her rump down. She sighed and shook her head. There needs to be more fae's in this pack.. It gets kinda lonely being the only one. she thought to herself.

[exousia]

You can try to forget but I won't let you easy
I'm flooding out and more I'm too washed out to see
Drifting away this time
you'll regret you've conceived it
Clean up the dead you leave behind
Just like insects
X

ｎａｍｅ;; Cena
ｆｕｌｌ;; Cena of the Phantom Wraiths
ａｇｅ;; 4
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ;; Female
ｐａｃｋ;; Sky Pack
ｒａｎｋ;; Fighter

ｈｅｒ ｐｅｒｓｏｎａ;; Cena was shaped into the seemingly spiteful wolf she is due to her rough history. Many find her to be completely and utterly ornery once she speaks. Proved regrettably true, harsh and biting comments are common among her words. She is first to the kill and always requires the last word of a dispute. She has a bit of a pride passed down to her from her elite ancestors, and if touched, you should be well prepared for a fight. Cena is not one to back down easily, nor is she ever ready to admit her own defeat. Because of this, she is known for causing huge disputes and even larger messes in her trail.

She is a very quiet female. She doesn't speak until spoken to and doesn't act until acted upon, but most times her actions speak louder than her words. Many find her gaze intimidating, though few to none admit it. She is a presence, no matter where she goes or how quiet she is, which is due to her regal ancestors.. She carries herself with a very distinct pride that couldn't be swayed from her stance whether she end up an alpha or an lowly omega.

Through all this, there is still a part of her that desires love and acceptance. It is hard for her to admit it to herself, as she would prefer seeing herself as an independent that needed no reassurance or love of any kind. But that is far from the truth. If she knew how, she would seek it out herself. Unfortunately, she is unaware and has yet to find a place for her pride and desire to reside in harmony. Her pride is the one thing that has its say in everything that Cena does or thinks. She doesn't see it as a curse, but a curse it is. It weighs down on her and keeps her from finding happiness.

ｃｅｎａ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｐｈａｎｔｏｍ ｗｒａｉｔｈｓ;;
Although she likes to keep her heritage concealed, she comes from an extinct elite pack. They were feared in the areas around their territory, but word didn't tend to travel too far. Like their namesake, they were phantoms. They didn't want to leave too big a footprint anywhere they went in order to stay concealed, so they used fear to keep others quiet. They were famous for training the most elite fighters. Cena was born into the pack by the alpha pair. Being born into the most influential wolves of the most influential pack of the area cause her to adapt a bit of the regality her father wore. She, too, was trained to be a leader and a fighter. She grew up strong, mentally and physically. She was ostracized due to her high rank and attitude that others found displeasing. She often spent time by herself in the woods, hunting or just lazing around. One day, she was discovered by a strange wolf. Whether he was a part of a different pack or simply just a loner was unknown to her. Regardless of all that, she immediately found herself entranced by him. He was a smooth talker, and somehow found a way to talk himself right over her walls. With him, she felt a sense of ease she never felt around anyone else. It wasn't hard to see she was deeply in love with him. But secrets weren't kept for long in the Phantom Wraiths. Word got out that she was meeting with an unidentifiable wolf. She was called before a counsel to testify, and it was soon brought to her attention that this wolf was from an enemy pack. This came as a shock to both her and her father, whom she had a very strong bond with. An exile was decreed, and Cena was completely isolated from her previous pack. Even so, she kept her title in order to have something that reminded her of her father.

[Crazycookiemonster]

lotus . female . 3.5 years . alpha . storm pack » » It was to early to really do anything, but days were starting earlier and earlier and it was starting to suck. Though I managed to slowly pry my eyes open only to be hit with a wave of sunlight, groaning I roll onto my back and stretch my legs up. My claws just scrape the top of my den and I roll onto my side, letting out a long sigh. I hate mornings, but there was a pack to tend too. So I slowly stood up and walked out of my den and gave all four of my legs a good stretch before padding around. The pack seemed to be just waking up, and in a bit I would round a few of them up to go out on a hunt as rabbits only filled you up so much. Though I did see Amelie and give her a quick lick on the forehead, everyone in my pack were basically my sisters. "Good morning," I say to her kind of sleepily.

[doriengray]

ＳＮＯＷ . . . .

» Snow
» Female
» Storm Pack
» Four
» Crushless » Single

Snow's ears perked forward, her eyes sleepily opening as the distant sound of a cawing bird came into earshot. Her maw opened lazily and she let out a yawn, sighing contently as she did so. The fae glanced around, realising it was early morning.The sun flickered down onto her pelt and the white wolf pushed herself into a sitting position. She lazily looked around, noticing Lotus and Amelia not too far off. She wondered whether to go over to them, finally deciding she would. She stretched her still tired body before she got up onto her paws, her tail hanging loosely behind her. Snow's paws carried her over to the other two faes. "Morning" she said sleepishly, sitting down beside them.

[fearless;]

ａｍｂｅｒ

little miss curiosity.

.
ｎａｍｅ ♔ my name is amber. i'm named
after the color of my bright golden eyes.

ａｇｅ ♔ i'm roughly three years old, but
who's really counting?

ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ♔ i'll give you a hint. it starts
with f and ends in ae. take a wild guess.

ｒａｎｋ ♔ I am the lead hunter of Sky
pack.

let me tell you a bit about myself. first impressions. well, first off, I am about the height of an average wolf, slightly smaller. I'm very slender and thin. My shoulders and haunches are very narrow. I'm lightweight and dainty, though don't get me wrong, there is a fine layer of muscle on my body, and I'm not weak. My pelt is black as night. My eyes are probably my favorite thing about myself. They're the thing that most stand out. My eyes are a bright, golden amber color. When I'm wet, my fur plasters against my skin and you can see underneath the top color, that at the very bottom of my fur, its a sandy, goldish color. This only appears when I'm soaked in water.

anyways, moving past appearance, i have a unique personality I guess I could be described as adventurous. I love trying new things and going places I've never been before. As where some people see change as frightening, I see it as interesting. I see change as an adventure. I love to be around others and I like to have a good laugh. I don't enjoy being with loud or obnoxious wolves, but of course, if someone is annoying me, I'm not one to say something. When it comes to pack life, one thing I can tell you for sure is that I am loyal. My family and my pack comes first; I will pledge my undying loyalty to my pack. Always feed the pack before yourself, is one rule I live by. A few other quotes that I always have in the back of my mind are treat others the way you would want to be treated. This is huge for me. I get so angry when I see someone treating another wolf terribly and then expect to be treated like royalty. It just isn't fair. When something pisses me off, I can be pretty dangerous. I'll snap at any little thing. It doesn't happen often but when it does, watch out..getting off that topic, I'm a sweet and caring person, but obviously i have my selfish moments.

I usually stay out of drama or anything of that sort but I can be a troublemaker. I have a wild side to go with my innocence. I'm not too much like anybody else. And to me, that's a good thing. I'm quite the dreamer also, I often think of things to happen that never will. But that's alright with me. I don't like to sit still, I'm very active. I like to hunt, it gives me a rush. I also enjoy running and jumping. That might sound weird to you. What wolf just sits there jumping up and down for fun? Well, no, that's not what I mean. Jumping up on a ledge, or across a creek, or over a hedge. There's not many opportunities for things like that, but when there are, I'll seize the moment. I'm very open to friends. If someone I know is down, I'll try my best to be there for them. I'll tell them anything. I'm really an open book. Want to know something about me? Ask me, and you'll get a straight up answer. Nobody likes a liar, and one thing I can tell you is that I will always be honest. I hate it when people lie and I myself, almost never lie. However I can be very greedy. What's mine is mine, and no one else's and if anyone even thinks they can take something that's mine away from me, they've got another thing coming.

So you want to know about my past..well, alright. Well first off I was born a loner. My mother's name was Robin. I remember her clearly. Flame-red pelt, and dark brown eyes. She was a tall, muscular fae, built for strength. She was kind and loving..to my siblings, at least. My father's name was Falas. Pronounced Fall-us. It was a strange name; none of us knew where he got it from. He was a huge, brown brute with amber eyes. I got my eyes from him. It wasn't hard to tell. His eyes were big, golden yellow orbs like mine. My father was kind also but family wasn't his first priority. We weren't that important to him. Next comes my siblings. Two boys, two girls, including me. Four of us in all. First you had Coal. I never told the others, but Coal was my favorite. He could've been my twin if he was more slender, and smaller. Big black brute with golden eyes, like mine. He was muscular and strong, with framed shoulders. He was kind and caring, protective over all of us. I miss Coal. Next came Aztec. His name was extremely odd - I know - but he was one of the kindest brutes you would ever meet. He was sweet and caring, always putting others before himself. Aztec was a smaller but still muscular wolf, with sandy brown fur and the most beautiful eyes; light brown with green flecks. He was the shy one. Last but not least was Mia. Mia was a dark brown fae with a bushy tail. She was fierce and strong, always picking fights. She could be quite rude at times, but she was my sister and I loved her nevertheless.

So there you had it. Our little family. Now you see, my family was all built with strength and muscle..except for me. I was thin and lean, light on my feet. Built for running and jumping. I was outcasted for that. My mother always treated my differently. I was the last to eat, for example. I didn't understand it at the time. She always took the other pups out for defense lessons but never took me. Then one day she took me. Just me. I was so excited. She told me to wait in the bush. I did. I waited patiently for seconds...minutes...hours. Then I realized..she wasn't coming back. I was so hurt and confused. You could just imagine it, a small black pup, excited and happy, waiting for her mother to return. And she never does. She wanted to get rid of me. I didn't understand then, but I do now. I don't know how I survived. I was only eight or nine months old. But I did. I lived. I was a loner for two years, when I ran into a pack. They treated me kinder than even my own family had..it was crazy.

[tinyopaws]

name: I'm Kate. Short for Catarina, but I like Kate better.
age: 28 and a quarter moons. Specific, I know. My grandmother taught me how to watch the moon's cycles so I've tracked them since I was little.
gender: Fae.
appearance: Um, I guess I'm.. pretty average. Medium-length reddish-brown fur, amber eyes, build is slightly on the small side. My ears are kinda short. *laughs* I think my best feature is my coat, since it blends in with the grasses in winter.
personality: I'm a shy wolf. I don't talk much- if you couldn't tell. Others tell me I'm reserved about everything, until it comes to hunting. I love to hunt. I mean, it's not that I think killing is so fun; mostly I like the running part. Next to that, exploring our territory, maybe beyond someday, is my favorite thing to do.
I'm quite witty, or at least I hope I am, around my friends. Otherwise, I generally keep quiet, which sometimes gets me ignored when I want to be heard. Not something I particularly like about myself.
I'm also loyal to the wolves I love, and equally as resentful to the ones I don't. My opinion isn't changed very easily.
history: Nothing really special: I was born in late autumn, just before the creation of Storm Pack. My mother and father live in Sky Pack. I wasn't very close to them. I actually spent more time with my grandmother, Morgan, as a pup. She was kind of a wise-wolfish fae... a retired healer. I thought she was wonderful; she seemed to know everything and loved to play almost as much as the pups. She passed away when I was exactly a year and a half old. She drowned in the stream during a flood.Her joints were too old to climb away quick enough, I suppose.
rank: Hunter, of course.
mate/kits: Not yet. Hmm. I haven't thought about that much.

((Just a warning- I don't write a lot, and probably won't make it to 6 lines each post, but I'm mostly always correct in spelling and grammar. Is that okay? (: ))
((Also, I'm very new to formatting and stuff >.< How do you change the font?))

[Ashara]

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♀ A s t r a

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[Name-Astra][Gender-Female][Rank-Beta] [Pack-Storm][Crush-None][With-No one]

Trust nobody but make them trust you.
I give them my false smiles do what ever it takes but my actions
display only a shadow of my true self. I lust not for love only for power.
If I were ever to choose a mate it would be for his strength and not my
love for him for I love nobody. A fight is not finished until you tuck your
tail between your legs and flee. If my life is at risk I will flee but I swear
I will have my revenge someday. I know nothing but you know even less.
-Your false friend Astra

Rays of morning sunlight filtered into the betas den and outside she could hear wolves moving about going about their business talking to each other and making noise. Astra was still trying to sleep but the suns brightening of her den and the noise of the birds chirping outside really weren't helping at all. When the stars came out at night, Astra would often still be awake either outside or in her den trying to sleep. However no matter how hard Astra seldom managed to fall asleep until late night or even early morning. One could say that she is nocturnal, she definitely does prefer the night to day. Less other wolves around to bother her while she's going about her business.

The black she-wolf lay for another few minutes before giving a sigh and rolling over. She got to her feet and stretched. She ambled forwards out into the sunlight squinting due to her eyes not having adjusted to the brightness yet. An overpowering scent hit her nostrils, it was the scent of prey freshly killed. It made her mouth water and her nostrils flare taking in the metallic scent of blood. Other wolves might have no problem with eating ever so slightly rotten flesh but Astra was picky, she had to have her meat fresh or not at all. Of course she was sure there would be nothing for her to eat some wolf must have caught something small, only deer or larger prey would be shared. The hunters better go get some fresh meat she thought with a hint of a frown upon her face. The black she-wolf didn't think she could endure the amount of socializing a hunt would take just yet, anyways it wasn't her job. She was the beta not the alpha nor lead hunter leading hunts was their job.

Not pausing to greet anyone the onyx she-wolf moved through the camp towards the trees. Pines loomed up ahead of her swaying slightly because of the wind. She disappeared moments later in the shadows of the trees a slight smirk upon her face she was pleased to have managed to avoid interacting with her pack mates. She moved through the dense foliage at a walk until the noises of camp faded behind her. She picked up her pace to a trot, she was moving forward swiftly now. Occasionally a bramble would tear at her coat but she managed to avoid most of them. With it being winter her coat was thick so the brambles where unable to get at the vulnerable skin beneath the layer of fur.

Astra continued on until she was almost at the place where their territory ended. Of course she wasn't as foolish as to think of venturing further than the packs territory extended there were rouges there that could be dangerous, she was here for another reason- to hunt. The last time she had eaten was yesterday around midday. She knew of a small clearing near here where rabbits always seemed to be plentiful if one was lucky they might even find a hare. She headed towards that clearing already her mouth was watering at the thought of a plump rabbit beneath her jaws.

Slowly and stealthily she approached using the shrubs to hide herself from view. Astra couldn't see the clearing yet but her nose could smell them. It had been rabbits she came for not deer. A small herd, a buck and two or three does no more. She gave an audible sigh, on her own she couldn't hope to take down a deer. The buck might go for her if she moved into the clearing, he would think she was after his does of course. She couldn't hunt a rabbit and fend off a buck at the same time so she moved away from the clearing. This wasn't the only place where rabbits where to be found she'd go somewhere else. Yet it was still a positive thing to see animals of prey around as those were always scarce during the winter.

Astra turned her back on the clearing and started to move forwards at a slow trot. At first her plan was to go find rabbits in another clearing but she changed her mind. The sound soft of water tinkling came to her ears so she changed her course and steered towards the stream the sound was coming from. Maybe she could try a bit of fishing, she used to be rather good at that but she hadn't tried in a while so her skills might be a little bit rusty. I could go catch a fish before it freezes over she thought, with it being winter the stream would soon be covered in a layer of ice this could be her last chance to fish for a few months. A beaver would be easy prey if she managed to get it out of the water. She mulled over her options as she trotted towards the stream. In the end she decided to go for the fish. Beavers weren't especially tasty compared to fresh fish. So fish it would be. There were bears about but hopefully they wouldn't be bothered by the wolf as long as she didn't venture too close.

The ebony she-wolf reached the streams edge a after a minute of brisk trotting. She surveyed the water so a moment then began to move again. The water was too deep here she wouldn't be able to stand. It took her around 5 minutes to reach a nice shallow spot. Astra tested the waters temperature by dipping in a paw. She shuddered it was freezing cold. The flow of the water was slow, in a few days it would surely freeze over. The delta forced herself to step forward despite the cold. She moved slowly through the water trying to avoid any unnecessary stirring of the river bed which would alert the fish of her presence. A few paces in she came to a halt. Fishing required a lot of patience. Still as a statue she stood eyes focused on the river. It was a good thing that the water was relatively clear here if a fish was around Astra would see it.

It seemed like an hour though it could have been no more than 10 minutes until a fish swam by. A trout though Astra thought but she wasn't 100% sure about it. The fish swam closer and closer but Astra remained motionless. The fish had almost swum past her when her black paw shot forwards. She brought her paw up underneath the fish throwing it into the air. A flash of silver it thrashed as it flew through the air. The she-wolf wolf leapt up to meet it deftly catching it in her jaws. Fish were slippery things and this one almost managed to slip from the wolfs jaws but she tightened her grip just in time to stop it escaping.

The fish continued to thrash wildly between Astra's jaws but gradually it became more and more feeble until finally it just hung there limply. She waded through the water back towards the streams bank. With a quick nimble movement of her head she let the fish slip out from between her jaws so it fell at a distance from the bank. She gave herself a shake sending droplets of water flying through the air. Her pelt was still damp and sticking up a little but she didn't really care, it could wait till after her meal.

The black she-wolf turned her attention back towards the fish which had begun to flop about once more now that it was free of the wolfs jaws. Firmly she planted her left paw down on it to stop it moving then turned it over so that its stomach was showing. Using one sharp claw of her right foot she sliced through the fishes tender stomach. She lowered her head and gave a sharp tug to remove most of the bones. She could just as easily eat the bones but she had seen a wolf choke on them once so she preferred not to.

A few seconds later the last scarp of her meal slid down her throat and Astra found herself wondering what to do next. Her stomach could easily fit another fish inside it but she didn't have the patience anymore. Astra knew it was she had duties to do, it was time to head back. Her paws carried her back towards camp. She didn't move as swiftly as she had on the way here. The fish had been enough to satisfy her for the time being but the dark she-wolf was still hungry. Another fish would be nice but she lacked the patience to stand there and anyways a bear had made an appearance. With the bear about the onyx wolf didn't want to linger by the river any longer. There was other prey in the forest a hunting party would surely be successful in bringing something down.

Soon Astra was back where she began that morning, at camp. Before she stepped from the shelter of the trees out into the clearing the she-wolf put a smile upon her face. She wanted to look friendly and approachable to her pack mates. Of course inside she felt very differently but until she managed to overthrow the alpha her true self had to remain hidden. Slowly working her way up the ranks was working for her so far. One day she wanted this pack to be hers, one day the true Astra would have her chance to rule or so she believed anyway. Another wish of hers was to destroy and Sky and Snow packs and in that wish she was not alone a few of her pack mates felt the same way. There was a strong lust for power locked deep within her, if it had not been for that she would now still be a hunter and not the beta. She knew to be a leader you either had to make the pack like you or you had to be strong enough to make them fear you. The ebony she wolf might not have to strength to do that but she had intelligence so so far her brain had not let her down.

[sarafina;]

{dreamer and exousia, accepted. tinyopaws, I'll PM you.}

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Ｒｅｉｇｎ ⚜

"There are only two ways
to live your life.
One is as though
nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though
everything is a miracle."

pack// snow;;
rank// healer;;
gender// brute;;
age// 2.5;;

Reign woke up, yawning. He was immediately greeted by a mouthful of snow. A light dusting of it had fallen through the night. Though most of it had been caught by the canopy of trees overhead, a small drift had managed to fall right on top of him. I suppose that's what I get for sleeping out in the open. Reign did have a den--a hollow, fallen tree. On clear nights, though, he usually preferred to sleep outside of it. He never minded waking up under a layer of snow, but it was hell to get his thick fur dry again.

He blinked the sleep out of his eyes, and stood up, breaking through the thin crust of ice, and set about to shaking the ice crystals off his damp pelt. It was a nice day for once--the sun was shining, as strongly as it could in winter. The sparse blanket of white on the ground would be gone before noon. It might be a nice day to gather herbs or join a hunting patrol.

Reign glanced around camp, searching for another life form. It was mostly empty--he assumed that most of his packmates had yet to wake up. Reign spotted Taemin sitting alone, at the edge of their camp, and wandered his way over. "Good morning," he greeted pleasantly. "Nice day, isn't it?"

ＡＭＡＲ ♥

"I solemnly swear
that I am up to no good."

pack// sky;;
rank// fighter;;
gender// brute;;
age// 1.5;;

Amar rolled over, murmuring blearily. It was way too early to wake up. Well, it really wasn't, but it felt too early. And he was having such a pleasant dream. He shifted positions again, and rolled out of his den--and into a thin layer of snow. Still, the sudden cold was enough to wake him. Groaning, he shook the frost out of his pelt. "Ugh. Morning," he mumbled aloud, to no one in particular.

After and long yawn and a nice stretch, he finally managed to shake the last of the sleepiness from his body. He trotted out into the center of camp, wondering if his packmates had yet to wake. They had better already be up. I really hate waking up early, he grumbled to himself. Amar was not a morning person. If he had his way, all wolves would be sleeping until noon. Nothing exciting ever happened in the morning, anyway.

Amar's mood was brightened when he saw his Alpha, and Fallon awake. He barked cheerfully in greeting. "Good morning!"

ａｍａｒｙｌｌｉｓ ♠

"When you have eliminated
the impossible,
whatever remains,
however improbable,
must be the truth."

pack// storm;;
rank// hunter;;
gender// fae;;
age// 3;;

Amaryllis was already awake. She glanced around at her newfound packmates. She still hadn't met all of the faces here, yet. She knew Lotus and Astra, the alpha and beta, and she had briefly met some of the others, though not long enough to learn their names. Lotus was with two other faes, exchanging 'good mornings'. Astra had slipped out quietly. Hunting, no doubt. Amaryllis had already observed that Astra had a taste for fresh meat, and would not eat anything older than a few hours. She had also already decided that her beta was quite an interesting puzzle.

It wouldn't hurt to go out hunting, either. Amaryllis debated the opportunity to get to know some of her other packmates, or set off in search of prey. Her curiosity about the two faes that she had yet to meet won out over her hunger. She padded over to the gathered wolves, nodding respectfully to her alpha. "Good morning."She greeted them brightly. Though she had become accustomed to solitude, she was quite happy to be among the company of others again.