ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ...? ғʀᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇs? open <3

[sky dancer.]

Joining, Making a male and female Both fighters (: )))

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~“Be who you are and say what you feel,
because those who mind don't matter,
and those who matter don't mind.”~

::Name::
Natalia
::Also Known As::
Nat
::Gender::
Fae // Female // Girl
::Age::
Three Years
::Pack::
Moonlight Pack
::Rank::
Beta Fae
::Skills::
Hunting
Quick
Agile
::Likes::
~Hunting
~Attention
~Swimming
~Waterfalls
~Rain
~Sunrise/Sunset
~Pups
~Being In Charge
::Dislikes::
~Obnoxious wolves
~Those who don't listen
~Overly obsessive females
~Females afraid to get "down and dirty"
~Overly Flirty Brutes
::Crush::
Impress Me.
::Secret Crush::
Yet to be decided.
::Mate::
Not currently.
::Pups::
None at the moment.
::Siblings::
Luna
::Personality::
Nat is not the sweetest wolf in the world, that is one thing that anyone can definitely be sure of. Some consider her to be loud and boisterous, saying that she doesn't know when it's better to just shut her mouth and be quiet, and maybe that's true. Nat is never afraid to speak her mind, no matter what kind of trouble her words may get her into. If she doesn't like something, she'll say it. If she feels that she doesn't need to do something, she won't do it. It is very easy to tell that Nat is a very stubborn fae, for once her mind is set on something, there is absolutely nothing that is able to change her goal/viewpoint. What most wolves don't know is that everything that they think Nat is, is really far from the true her. She has never been sweet, kind, gentle, wanting to help anyone and everyone in need, whether they liked her or hated her, like most faes seem to be. Her past molded her into the wolf that she is, and she doesn't plan on changing, ever.

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Ｗｈｉｔｅ ｌｉｐｓ, ｐａｌｅ ｆａｃｅ
Ｂｒｅａｔｈｉｎｇ ｉｎ ｓｎｏｗｆｌａｋｅｓ
Ｂｕｒｎｔ ｌｕｎｇｓ, ｓｏｕｒ ｔａｓｔｅ
Ｌｉｇｈｔ'ｓ ｇｏｎｅ, ｄａｙ'ｓ ｅｎｄ
Ｓｔｒｕｇｇｌｉｎｇ ｔｏ ｐａｙ ｒｅｎｔ
Ｌｏｎｇ ｎｉｇｈｔｓ, ｓｔｒａｎｇｅ ｍｅｎ

Ａｎｄ ｔｈｅｙ ｓａｙ
Ｓｈｅ'ｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｃｌａｓｓ Ａ Ｔｅａｍ
Ｓｔｕｃｋ ｉｎ ｈｅｒ ｄａｙｄｒｅａｍ

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Ｔｈｅ Ｍａｉｎ Ｐａｒｔｓ ａｂｏｕｔ Ｍｅ

Hello there, my name is Lady Bambi, but everyone just calls me by my nickname, which is Bambi. No one ever calls me by my other name, which is Lady. It just feels weird to even think aboout someone else calling me by that name. Lady. Eh, just that word rolls off my tounge in a wierd way. I dont know if I like it or not. I dont think I do. Anyway, I got the name from my mother. When I was born, she looked at me and thought that she saw a little lady by the way I looked at her. It was like she knew I would grow up to be a kind wolf. So she gave me the 'Lady' part of my name, and my father always wanted to have a pup named Bambi, so he threw in that part of the name. Next thing that you should probably know about me... Wait, you are asking about my gender? Really? The fact that I have the word 'Lady' in my name hints that im a guy, right? Wrong! I am most cirtently a female, and I am offended that you could not tell that. I am not a male. I do not have male parts. I am female, I hold the pups for a few months. Im the one that has to go through the pain of birth! Yeah... I know. And dont you know its rude to ask a wolf their age!? Haha, Im kidding. Im a happy three years old. So Im a young adult, I am happy to say. That means hopefully, one day I will be treated right, and like an adult. All my life, wolves havnt treated me like an adult. They just never did. So remember, I am fully grown!

Ｗｈａｔ ｍａｋｅｓ ｙｏｕｒ ｈｅａｒｔ ｂｅａｔ ｍａ'ａｍ?

Wait, why did you call this "What makes your Heart Beat?" oh, wait... This is the love section of this whole ordeal. Oh fun fun fun. I just love it when people pry into my love life! It makes me feel so much better!! (Sarcasum) Anyways, I have had a few crushes here and there. They have turned into nothing more. Just regular crushes. But none of them really liked me back. I dont even think any of them knew I was even alive in that pack. They just sort of ignored me and stayed out of my fur. I dont mind too much, I mean, yeah, it hurts sometimes knowing that guys dont normally like me, but I get over it. Oh? You want to know right now if I have a crush. Well im dumb! No, I have no crush. But trust me, I am truly looking. The guy I want will hopefully want me back one of these days. I know there has to be a chance that one of them, any of them, would care for me like I would care for them. And along with that note, I also must say I have no mate. I dream of waking up one day and rolling onto my side, only to see a male laying there next to me. He doesnt even have to be handsome, or strong, or a good hunter or anything. He just has to love me, and I just have to love him.

Ｈｏｗ ｄｏ Ｉ ｌｏｏｋ ｔｏｄａｙ?

Well now it is time for my looks. Cant you just look at me and tell what I look like? Geez! Well, if you must know, I am pretty short for my age. Average height for a wolf is three feet tall. I and two feet, nine inches. Which is painfully tiny for any wolf. I am extreamly underweight, and skinny. You can see all the bones poking out through my fur. I cant help it. I just dont like eating too much. It just is a thing I would rather not do. I have a very pale white pelt which always seems to glow in the sunlight. I dont know how on earth I got such a sleek pelt, but for some reason, it always gets dirty with mud. I look more brown than I do white when I dont clean it for a wile. Fifty-Seven pounds is how much I weight. So extreamly under weight there. But I saved the best for last. My eyes. My eyes are ice blue. They are a beautiful ice blue if you ask me. By far one of the best features about me. I love my eyes. Wile the rest of me is just average and ugly (especially my face), my eyes are the only thing that really stands out. And what else? Im hedious. Many females are rather attractive. They have glowing pelts, and beautiful eyes, and seem to hitmotise the males into falling in love with them before they even speak. I on the other hand... and rather ugly. In fact, very ugly

Ｗｈａｔ ｉｓ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｏｒｙ ｂｅｈｉｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｍａｓｋ?

My history is the next thing in this. I was born in a small pack by my mother and father. I also was born with two brothers in the same litter as me. But I did have one older sister who was born the season before the spring I was born. She still hung around in the pack even after she was an adult. That pack turned out to be her home, she even fell in love and found a mate in that pack. Anyway, off my sister and back onto me. My brothers and I grew up very well. My mother was a healer and my father was a hunter. So they made very pathetic pups. None of us were strong, or heroic, or brave. We were all just... average. Plain. Whatever you wanted to call it, we were. Well by two years, I was ready to grow up and find a new pack of my own. So me and my brothers left my mother, father and sister, and went to go find a new life. After a day or so, I lost track of my brothers, because we all wondered our different ways. So I was a loner for the longest time. Then, one day, I saw a pack. I walked up to it, and I chose that I liked it there. So here we are now.

Ｈｏｗ ｄｏ ｙｏｕ Ａｃｔ Ａｒｏｕｎｄ Ｅｖｅｒｙｏｎｅ?

Well I believe that there is many different parts of every wolf. And just like there are many doors in a house, there is many doors in a soul. Everyone acts different around the wolves that they are with. You wont act the same around your parents, as you would around your friends, and vise versa. But on average, here I am. Plain as day. Standing before you, ready to tell you about me. I am a slow learner, not too intelligent, but I am clever in the areas that I am dull in. But I am a huge lover, not a fighter kind of wolf. I love helping others in the best ways that I can. If I cant be there for a wolf to help them, then what is the point of life? There is none. I am selfless, which Is good at times, and hurts me at other times when I need to focous on things about me. Like for example, my health. I am creative, and very artsey. That is probably why I am a healer, or want to be a healer. I can make up herbs to help anyone, at anytime and anywhere. I am not that funny, but every once in a wile I can pop out a good joke and make a good laugh go around the pack for a little wile. I tend to blend into the shadows. When I walk into a room, no one really turns to look at me. It is like I am invisable most of the time. Many wolves dont like to associate themselves with someone like me. Someone so boring. Which I do admit, I can be rather boring. But if you actually try to get to know me, you will find that I am not a boring wolf. I am a happy, easy-going wolf, who loves to give her love. I am not a skilled hunter, and I cant fight to save my life. To me, fighting should only be used as self defence. Not for fun, or pleasure, or for a rank. But I can get what I need to do done, always. I am never late at anything, and I work well under pressure. In fact, I work very well. You can often find me at nights, looking up at the stars in the summer, or during the day, walking through the woods or swimming in the river. But normally, I am alone. It is hard for me to make friends, and I dont have a clue why. I dont know if its because I am shy to walk up to others, or if it is because no one wants to ossociate themselves with ugly wolves when there are far more pretty wolves hanging out around the pack. But next thing, I am an okay leader. I am not exellent, but I am not a follower by any stretch of the imagionation. I can make wolves do what I want, if I can get their attention. I can be perswasive, it depends on the situation, and who I need to purswade.

Ｔｅｌｌ ｍｅ Ａｂｏｕｔ ｙｏｕｒ Ｐａｃｋ?

Next thing is next. I guess that means we are on about packs here? Well if you read above it states that for a wile, I was a loner. I was loner for about a year, so I was three when I stumbled into this land near a pack. The alpha of that pack, I think his name is Lark/color], I think he is doing pretty well. I havent been in this pack for a wile, eh, lets say about [color=#800000]two years? Somewhere around there. But my rank is loner. Which is kind of sad for me, because the rank I want is healer in a pack! So I guess all that it didnt work out for me. But I am sure one day, I will be in a pack just right for me.

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Ｔａｋｅ ｙｏｕｒ ｒｅｃｏｒｄｓ, ｔａｋｅ
ｙｏｕｒ ｆｒｅｅｄｏｍ. Ｔａｋｅ ｙｏｕｒ
ｍｅｍｏｒｉｅｓ, Ｉ ｄｏｎｔ ｎｅｅｄ 'ｅｍ.
Ｔａｋｅ ｙｏｕｒ ｓｐａｃｅ ａｎｄ ｔａｋｅ
ｙｏｕｒ ｒｅａｓｏｎｓ, ｂｕｔ
ｙｏｕ'ｌｌ ｔｈｉｎｋ ｏｆ ｍｅ.

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Ｔｈｅ Ｍａｉｎ Ｐａｒｔｓ ａｂｏｕｔ Ｍｅ

Welcome one, welcome all. My name is November Trees. Dont ask me where my parents got that name. I was born in the spring, so therefore, It might have made much more sence to call me 'Spring Tree', or possible 'Green Leaves' or something along those lines. But tis it is, that is not what my parents named me. And I do not have a nickname, I would prefer everyone to just call me by my real name. I dont want to be called 'Novembr' or 'Trees'. I want it to be just November Trees. It is a sign of respect to say others by their full name. Wolves tend to get used to saying others by their nicknames, making it harder for respect to be shown. Anyway, I am a proud male. I will hopefully soon be a father as well. I currently have no mate, and I have not impregnanted any kind females, but I do hope that one day I have some offspring. Someone to pass down my love too. Last thing, I am three years old. So I am still an adult. I am finally out of that puppy and teenage stage, and am moving onto my life with the adult wolves. There is not a lot of things to know about me that are as basic as those things. My name, my age, and my gender. Those things are what matter when you first meet someone, I do suppose. So I hope that you are not suprised with what you herd... Especially the part about my gender. I would be quiet offended if you thought I was a female

Ｗｈａｔ ｍａｋｅｓ ｙｏｕｒ ｈｅａｒｔ ｂｅａｔ ｓｉｒ?

My heart beats for no one at the current moment. So in other words, I have no crush. But I do hope that one seems to spring up like the season one of these days. Throughout my life, I have seen many females. I have made friends with many of them as well. I have cared for many, and even have developed feelings for some of those lucky few as well. But I am a pickey male. You must really try to win my heart and really try hard, to suceed. I look for many things in a female. She must be kind and respectful. That is the main thing for me. I dont want a female who goes around attacking all the other wolves. She must hold herself up as high as she really is. She has to have a heart of gold. Which I find that many females can do, but this female... She must have a... spark. A spark to her. That makes her more magical than the rest. So with that being said, I have no mate. And that truly breaks my heart. I wish to one day, to be able to share my heart with someone else

Ｈｏｗ ｄｏ Ｉ ｌｏｏｋ ｔｏｄａｙ?

Appearences speak a lot to me. No, I do not mean that in the "I think you're cute so therefore I will like you and stalk you like a moth to a flame". No. Just... no. I mean appearences speak a lot about the wolf. You normally dont see a teny tiny wolf with noodle arms, holding the lead fighter rank. Or wolves where you can see their ribs through their pelt, they normally arnt hunters. And how well groomed you are, tells me what kind of pack you are in, and if you are a loner or not. Do you understand now? Now, my appearence. I am exactly three feet tall. Just perfectly average for a wolf my age and size. That also means that I am sixty-two pounds. Which is also the healthy weight limit for a wolf like me. Im not too patite, or too large. I am just right. I dont have a lot of muscle running along my body, I just have a little bit here and there. Just enough to show that I am fit, and healthy. But not enough for you to think that I was a fighter, or any such thing as that. I have dark black fur, which is as dark and as black as the dead of night. Or when you close your eyes. That is how dark my pelt is. And I like it that way. And finally, I have chocolate brown eyes. They are the exact color of chocolate, and they always seem kind and welcoming, I do hope.

Ｗｈａｔ ｉｓ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｏｒｙ ｂｅｈｉｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｍａｓｋ?

There are many things that make up my past. None of them involve heart break, or death, or being abandoned, or anything horrible along those lines. I know that many wolves have been through many different things, and sometimes you just cant help that, or even them. You can just stand by their side and show that you are a good friend, and show that you can make sure it will never happen again, not when you're around them. So lets start with my past. I was born into a small pack. It was called Whispering Pines Pack. I had a Mother who held the name Gypsie. And my Father was named Jinx. I was born along with two sisters and one brother. The four of us were my parents first litter together. They adopted many other pups from around the pack. So I had at least seven foster siblings all at once. They would come in and out of my life like a bullet. I didnt mind too much. Well, I was the only one of my siblings that I was actually related too that wanted to leave the pack. All of my real siblings wanted to stay in the pack. So I left the pack. I was only wandering for a month, before I stumbled across this place. This is my new home. Here. Home

Ｈｏｗ ｄｏ ｙｏｕ Ａｃｔ Ａｒｏｕｎｄ Ｅｖｅｒｙｏｎｅ?

The most important part of a wolf is how they treat others. That is my firm belief. If you do not show respect in the world, how do you plan on getting any back? Respect is the most important belief that I have. It is almost my religion I am so firm on it. As a pup, my parents showed me how to treat others. You do not tease, or scorn, or critisize. You treat them the way you wanted to be treated. So I hold respect to everyone. You never know what life has in store for you, and this wolf later on. What if destny wanted you and this wolf to be mates, and one of the two of them is cold and agressive? You will never find your true love. Anyways, I try to be kind. All I want is to try to make other's smile. I will do that any way I can. Weather it means that I roll on my stomach and burp (which is very rude, please dont make me do that), or to just tell a little joke. I can be funny. I am no comedian, not at all. But my jokes are always planned just right. I am very strict in my ways. For me, I think that if you dont have a hard set of rules, then chaos will be all over the pack, or wherever you live. So I am a rule follower. And I often enforce rules as well. I am an exellent leader. It is one of my best talents, if I do say so myself. I am a huge family-kind-of-guy wolf. If I had a family, I would be with them all the time I had. But I dont have a family yet, so I do plan on making the wolves around me, my pack, to be my family. So I try to spend as much time with my pack family as possible. So I am a social wolf, always out to make new friends with someone else. I have never once had a problem standing up and walking up to a wolf, and making friends with them. I can plop down and start a conversation with just about anyone who wanted to have a conversation with me. I am not a flirt. In fact, me and females are not even on the same radar together. A few times a female has liked me, and I had been oblivious and not known until much much later. And when I grow a crush, they are always small crushes. Ones I get over in just a few weeks or so. I have never had deep feelings for someone. I dont normally cut loose. In fact, I hardly ever have time for fun. I just sit around, and try to make myself a better wolf. I dont like going swimming, or social hunting, or anything. Even though I like hunting, and being social, for most wolves, that is a time to cut back and relax. Not for me.

Ｔｅｌｌ ｍｅ Ａｂｏｕｔ ｙｏｕｒ Ｐａｃｋ?

Ah, my favorite part. Things that you need to know about my pack life. Well, this I hope would be clear to you, as much as I talk about it, I am in Sunlight Pack. I truly love this pack. Everyone here is just... Right for me. They are all just the kind of wolves you want to be around. And the alpha, Lark, even though he rules with an iron fist, he knows how to make the pack work. I currently hold the rank of hunter. But the wanted rank is hunter. So I guess you can say that all worked out for me. A good pack, a good rank, and good pack members. Now, im ready to get my life started here in this pack.

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Ｏｒ ｓｈｏｕｌｄ Ｉ ｊｕｓｔ ｇｅｔ
ａｌｏｎｇ ｗｉｔｈ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ? Ｉ
ｎｅｖｅｒ ｄｉｄ ｇｅｔ ａｌｏｎｇ
ｗｉｔｈ ｅｖｅｒｙｂｏｄｙ ｅｌｓｅ.

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Ｔｈｅ Ｍａｉｎ Ｐａｒｔｓ ａｂｏｕｔ Ｍｅ

Chief. Thats the only name I ever go by. I have no nicknames, I have nothing anyone ever calls me by. It is just Chief. Nothing more, nothing less. Its not like I ever asked for your opinion about that name ether, so why dont you just drop that topic? My mother wanted to give me a tough name because she knew I would grow up to be a fierce wolf. I wish she would have named me something much more fierce, but I can not complain about my name. I am a male you blind idiot! Can't you tell that!? I do not have a tiny skinny figure of a female! I am a large wolf, a very large wolf. So how dare you accuse me of being a female! Humph... I am a four year old wolf if you were too stupid to see that I am a young adult too. I bet you cant tell any of that. Gosh, wolves now adays are too dull and dimwitted. Let me tell you, if I ever had pups, I would raise them to grow up to be fighting machines! They would be the big bad wolves

Ｗｈａｔ ｍａｋｅｓ ｙｏｕｒ ｈｅａｒｔ ｂｅａｔ ｓｉｒ?

My heart does not beat. It never does. So why name that title that? My heart has been frozen solid for years. I was born not to love. Besides, love is a fake thing that wolves made up just so they would have an accuse to mate with someone. There is no such thing as love. So I have no crush. No female diserves to have my heart. My heart is for no one but me. Besides, I would think that I dont have a heart anymore. If I had the choice, I would have a mate. But I have no mate. The reason I want a mate is so I could pass down my genes to pups so there would be more tough wolves around the world to fight for the good of men. And my mate, she would have to be nice and fierce. She would not be a little wuss when she needed. She would never be a damsel in destress. She would know how to kill with a single bite. And that is the only kind of female that I ever have my eyes open up too. Every other wolf is just weak and pathedic. I wish there were more wolves in the world like me. If I had my way with all these wolves in packs, we would be just as scary as the humans think we are. We would kill fearlessly, and fight for food and anything we need. Oh wait, we are still in the 'love' section, arnt we? Back to my dream mate. She would have to be independent too, so if I ever died in battle (slim chance), she would be able to take care of the pups without me being there to help her out

Ｈｏｗ ｄｏ Ｉ ｌｏｏｋ ｔｏｄａｙ?

I am stunning! I am a very handsome wolf. Many times females have saw me and developed feelings for me before even talking. But as soon as they try to approach me, I test them to see how strong they are. When they all run away whimpering, I dought they think of me in that way again. I have a dark grey pelt. It is always clean, always glossy and smooth. I am extreamly large and muscular. I am a giant comapred to many other wolves that I have ever seen. In fact, I have only ever seen a few that were my size or bigger. I am three feet, nine inches. Which is almost a foot taller than average wolves in this area. I am a whole seventy-eight pounds of pure muscle. I work out, and hunt, and fight basically non stop. So I am very fit, I am very trim and sleek looking. My eyes are yellow. Yellow like the sun is stairing down at you. You can always spot my eyes in the dark, they have this way that they seem to glow in the dark. My eyes are piercing. Almost scary looking.

Ｗｈａｔ ｉｓ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｏｒｙ ｂｅｈｉｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｍａｓｋ?

Well, my mother was a loner. I never knew my dad. I was born on a spring day. It was raining outside, my mother said. She gave birth to me under a tree. It was the middle of the night, and unlike many wolves when they were born, I didnt cry. I stopped needing milk much sooner than all the other pups, and I soon was eating meat. My mother was tough, so she showed me what it was like to be a loner. She showed me how to fight, and she showed me how to hunt with the skills of a whole pack. Even though I was an only pup, I never felt lonley out there in those woods. Many times I would wake up to my mother attacking me, and I would fight back. We would fight, and bite, and attack one another for hours it seemed. Until we were both bloody and brused. She did that to help me fight later on in life. So I would always win a battle. Many times my mother said I looked like my father. When I asked her what happened to him, she said he was murdered just after I was conceved. So she wanted to teach me how not to be shrimpy and weak like my father was. Mother wanted to make sure I was strong. So after a year, when I was a late teenager, I woke up in the woods all alone. I have not seen my mother since then. I have no idea where she went, or what happened to her. That was the day I also met Grace... But that is a different story. Dont get me started on Grace unless you want to be missing an eye, or a leg, or possibly both

Ｈｏｗ ｄｏ ｙｏｕ Ａｃｔ Ａｒｏｕｎｄ Ｅｖｅｒｙｏｎｅ?

I am a tough guy. You can always find me fighting another wolf, or getting into trouble, or hunting large game alone. I am not social. In fact, I hate spending time with other wolves. Especially females. With every female that I am with, it seemes to rip my heart in half. I hate females, and males are almost as worse. I like to be alone. I like to think. It doesnt concern you what I think about, let me just say, if you ever ask... I know how to kill. I am a very independent male. Many other males seek the attention of other females, I on the other hand, if a female offers it to me, I will reject it without a hesitation. I am an exellent fighter and hunter, so I am naturally good and sucessful in life. Being me, I am a natural born leader. I wasput on this earth to make sure that everyone did the best that they could to be tougher. I can be very manipulative when I want something, or see something I like. When I place my eyes on something, oh, I just have to have it. And if I dont get it, I will basically fall over and die. At times, wolves think of me as being greedy. There is not a lot too me. If you know that I like fighting, that is all you pretty much need to know about me. But if you keep wanting me to tell you more, I can get lonley at times. Dont tell anyone I said that. I dont like it when wolves think Im weak. Because im not. But at times, I do find myself wanting friends, and wanting a family to settle down with, and someone to care about me for me. I do find myself wishing I wasnt so tough at times, because maybe then someone would like me. But every time I try to be nice, I always get mad and snap. I have very a short temper, which I can never control. I will snap and attack anyone who offends me in any ways. You can hardly ever see me around a wolf without my hackles up, and my teeth being bared. And you never ever see me talking kindly to anyone. In fact, I hardly ever talk to anyone. So making me talk kindly, that is out of the question

Ｔｅｌｌ ｍｅ Ａｂｏｕｔ ｙｏｕｒ Ｐａｃｋ?

Well now, finally, we are onto something that actually matters. My pack life. I am currently in a pack. And not only am I in a pack, I am the fighter in that pack! So to all of you that want my rank, good luck. Never going to get it. But the rank that I really want is lead fighter. I am greatful that I have my rank, but for some reason, lead fighter is the only rank that I ever set my eyes on. It was the only one that ever mattered to me. The alpha of my pack? Luna. So I have nothing bad to say about that alpha. And now you want to know what pack I am in? Wow, you are extreamly dull, arnt you? I am in The Moonlight Pack, if you were too blind to notice

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@|Jen|
alrighty hun ^.^ which packs? c:

@Kale_dragon_keeper
accepted ^.^

@slccat
wow! amazing forms! accepted <3

updating the characters post asap xx
oh and |Jen|, i'll put your reservations as one for each pack until you say otherwise as that's what I'm guessing c:
think we might start when i post a little about my other characters atleast and maybe when someone else joins ^.^
edit: I've just realised something....
winter scars, a female I have been planning on making ever since the start, is basically everything that @slccat's chief dreams of x3 I swear down I have not just created her now in my head but honestly x3 ask shy, I told her ^.^

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looking into the basics.
name;; ♚this is winter scars.
scars. ignore winter. she's just scars, and if you
dare call her any other, you'll wish you hadn't.
age;; ♚3 years.
problem?
gender;; ♚female/fae
rank;;♚fighter. lead
fighter.
the mirrors staring at you.
fur;; ♚white.
eyes;; ♚blue.
build;; ♚slim
yet strong. she's fast and musucular
and looks like a male if you were to
be truthful.
keeping secrets♚she
has scars everywhere. everywhere.
the first chapter
personality;; ♚scars is independent,
no doubt about that. she prefers going solo and is prepared
to take care of herself if needed. she's feisty and strong
as she was raised like that. needing to be strong. she can
be kind, but most of the time will cause a fight if needed.
wimp? no, she's the opposite.
likes;;♚scars likes
strong and independent wolves, like her. she likes the cold
as it cools her down after a fight, which she usually has.
snow? her favourite type of weather. when alone and in
need of survival out in the cold open she uses it as a source
of water.
dislikes;;♚wimps.
it's final. wimps. anything wimpy
she hates. hates.

the ones so close it hurts.
kin;;♚ no survivors.
their mother abandoned them in freezing
temperatures to test if they could survive. with her
high wits and independence scars was the only
survivor.
parents;;♚her father, she never
met. she didn't care either. females can
live on their own if they can. her mother is still
alive, though they never meet up as her mother
is getting old, and doesn't want a close relationship
with scars in case she dies. if she does then
scars will go all wimpy again, and that's not needed.
crush;;♚none.
mate;;♚you wish!
pups;;♚scars has no
pups, but when she does she wants a good,
strong father for them to help raise them.
not that she couldn't do it herself,
she just wants someone to help raise them
strong.

[sorry for posting them in different posts. it's just that they each take their own time to post and it's annoying x3]

[flames.]

looking into the basics.
name;; ✪this
dude goes by the name of isaac.
nothing more than isaac. some say it's
a...a... two-leg name.
age;; ✪ 3 years old.
gender;; ✪male/brute.
rank;;✪patrol.
the mirrors staring at you.
fur;; ✪copper with
black and white blended in.
eyes;; ✪a light
brown.
build;; ✪muscular,
large, broad chest and shoulder. he has
lots of stamina and strong.
keeping secrets✪isaac's
sister, luna, is actually not his real sister. they adopted
her and raised her. he hasn't told her yet and honestly
doesn't wish to as he might break her heart.
the first chapter
personality;; ✪isaac
is a caring, sweet and kind wolf. he tries to make
everyone happy and hates to see anyone
upset or tearful. the song that matches his
personality is 'i'm a lover not a fighter.'
likes;;✪isaac
loves the cold and snow. he adores making
people happy and will do anything to do so.
dislikes;;✪
isaac dislikes being alone
and knowing that someone's upset
and that he can do nothing about it.

the ones so close it hurts.
kin;;✪he has
one younger sister named luna who is the alpha
of a pack, not the one he's in however.
parents;;✪
his mother is a sweet heart
and helped raise his younger
adoptive sister. his father? he met once,
but he disappeared and was claimed to be dead.
crush;;✪he has this
small crush on spark...

mate;;✪he's still looking
for the right wolf.
pups;;✪none,
though he'd love to take the role of a father.

looking into the basics.
name;; ☞this lad
is named illusion
age;; ☞ 3 years old.
gender;; ☞male/brute.
rank;;☞hunter.
the mirrors staring at you.
fur;; ☞grey.
eyes;; ☞a light
brown.
build;; ☞muscular,
large, broad chest and shoulder. he has
a huge amount of stamina due to this,
though isn't exactly the fastes.
keeping secrets☞as a young
pup illusion would barely ever eat.
since her family were loners,
he had no pack to hunt for her
when he couldn't herself.illusion
grew up like this, and is now
able to survive those few
extra days longer than a regular
wolf with no food.
the first chapter
personality;; ☞illusion
is an all round sweet and charming guy.
he'll never start a fight if he doesn't have to
and is prepared to back up for anyone if needed.
he falls in love easily and ends up getting his heart
broken even quicker. he's flirty and cheeky, a great
person to be around. illusion will try and make
anyone happy when they're in a bad mood. he's
loyal to his friends.
likes;;☞illusion
loves the cold weather, unlike his sister.
his favourite season is winter as he
can muck around in the snow which is
his favourite weather.
dislikes;;☞
illusion dislikes being alone
and knowing that someone's upset
and that he can do nothing about it.

the ones so close it hurts.
kin;;☞his younger sister
[by 2 months], rocky road.
parents;;☞his mother
died during his sister's birth, leaving him with his father to
take care of his younger sister.his father died not too long
ago, and him being his role-model left
him heart broken.
crush;;☞he had
a lot of crushes when he was in a pack,
though, they're either all dead or
lost and missing.

mate;;☞he's still looking
for the right wolf.
pups;;☞none,
though he'd love to take the role of a father.

[flames.]

bump ^.^

[Luscinia]

{May I reserve the Fighter role in the Moon Pack
and an elder in the Sun pack? c:}

[flames.]

{May I reserve the Fighter role in the Moon Pack
and an elder in the Sun pack? c:}

sure hun c:

[love lucy]

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form and character layout to me.
creativity from me.
pictures to owner.
do not steal., i'll know.
i always do.
so don't even try.

fly fly fly fly fly high

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katjaa is nothing short for the description of a belle. auburn eyes on match a soft white coat on this flirt of a fae. she is only three years old, and her eyes are bright with the strength of youth. she is accompanied with a melodious laugh and smile, whilst her presence is of warmth and comfort. this friendly vixen enamors those who meet her, and she perfectly goes along the members of her pack, whom accept her gregarious personality. she has friends, yes, but this girl is lonely. even though she cheers and her eyes are alight with a gleam of glee, katjaa is encased in her own world. she yearns for someone to understand her more cynical thoughts. a more realistic side than what is she usually allows others to see. generally mistaken by naive, she is mostly hurt when easily dismissed.this gentle soul has no companion, and her heart turns at the thought of a family. so far she is content with her pack, and although saddened by recent events, you can find her chatting away or flirting with the boys. usually when alone she would let the curtain fall, and her expression would be more open, but that is only alone. there was only someone who once did understand her grievances, but he is gone. often she is also admiring the rest of the fae's in the pack, whom are not afraid of being who they are, she, on the other hand, silently reminds herself that is her pessimism where to trespass the barriers she's created around her mind, all the progress she had built would crumble. because underneath she is very alone.

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ℒarken is but four years of age, and clearly, a male.
quiet and reserved, the brute prefers solitude. however, he is not a loner. he belongs to the nearby pack and is in fact the invisible resident. skilled hunter he is, and he plays his role by bringing down prey with his big frame. usually taken by surprise, this wolf nothing but gentle and sweet. once you befriend him he can be loyal and show you a side of himself that he rarely is willing to demonstrate. that is, if he lets you get close enough. for as lovely as he seems he usually pushes others away, hence why he is mostly alone.

his fortitude is his silence, for you can never hear him going around, no matter how large his body is. generally you can hardly find him due to his sneaky ways, specially in the winter. a light gray coat fades into white during the season and falls into the woods and the snow, giving him the perfect cover. his hide, even though well camouflaged, has a flaw. the brute has the most unusual eyes once could see. for he has deep dark blue eyes that change from sky blue to the hours of midnight. such interesting eyes that you get lost in them, and usually give his position away. such beautiful eyes that gleam with a look of belonging to someone much more older.

quite the philosopher, if you get him to talk, he will eventually trust you. not having many friends is his way of staying out of trouble, or at least, that's what he thinks. he doesn't believe that there is something called 'love' and that the idea is more of an illusion than a tangible object. he claims that you think you're in love, you have all the 'symptoms' but actually you're just 'in love' because you want yourself to be.

this theory of his was brought up by his parents. both strict and cruel to a young pup, he was raised lacking the unconditional love that comes with a childhood. so having no ties to hold him back he fled as soon as he could fend for himself, and decided to establish on his own to see were would life lead him on. he is very independent and proud, so given his first years, one can expect him to be more cold in nature in some aspects in which he differs.

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