w a n d e r l u s t : closed

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It all started with one - Errol,
a wolf who traveled the lands.
From the coldest mountain
to the barren deserts.
To see all the world has to offer.
Seasons passed as he journeyed
and wolves began to join him
they came from all over
packs, loners, rouges, escapees.
They saw him as their alpha,
so they became a traveling pack
of wolves - a family.
They faced many hardships
from bigger predators and cruel packs
to harsh storms and bad injuries.
Some may get left behind or lost
for the terrain can get rough.
Do not let that turn you away
if you are up for an adventure,
let us show you the world.
For not all who wander are lost.
Can you keep up
with the wanderlust?
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discussion & forms

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Early Autumn - Late October
as days past frost begins to gather every morning and night
the days are getting cool and the air has a chill to it
prey is plentiful for now but it won't last long


Traveling
the pack usually travels during the less harsher seasons
they will stop for harsh storms and when the weather is to cold or hot

november, december, january, and february
the wolves stay put for the winter months
not wanting to put to much on anyone
though they may move when the weather permits

march, april, and may
the pack leave their winter location
and begin to travel again

june and july
slow down their pace as the weather gets too warm
may sometimes stop for more then a few days

august, september, and october
pick up their pace again with their travels
try and find a good winter home

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Currently :
Not Traveling
the wolves have found their winter location

Current Location :
Ialu Valley
a large valley surrounded by mountains with a large lake in the middle.
the water comes from the tops of the mountains and down into the lake
by waterfall. the lake is surrounded by grassy fields and pine trees
disappearing up into the slopes. the wolves have found a large cave in the
mountain side by the waterfall that they have made into camp.

Prey
the prey the wolves have come to find here ranges between a few big but mostly small
they have found where they are currently at :
deer, call sheep, musk oxen, and mountain goats
hares, rabbits, birds, squirrels, mice, voles, and fish

Extra
a wolf will never stop at the same place twice in their lifetime
while traveling as apart of this pack

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As commonly stated all chickensmoothie rules apply.

Literacy :
This is a semi-literate to literate roleplay and though I'm not going to ask for much
I'd like to see a paragraph minimum. At least six lines. If your having some
writers block three-four lines would be appreciated. Give other people something
to work off of so that they can continue themselves. It should not be used all the time.
Grammar, punctuation, and correct spelling I would think is a obvious factor.

Forms :
Please create your own forms. Have fun with it. Go crazy. I already know most of you do.
I'm pretty sure all of you know what to include in those forms as well. Name, gender, age,
rank, detailed description, personality, and history. Be descriptive with your characters
and realistic. Nothing too over the top. They are normal wolves not magical.
Reservations will last forty-eight hours from the minute you ask. Please send them in PM.
All forms should be posted in the Discussion & Form thread. Posting it here will not get
you accepted and I will be asking you to delete it to post it in the correct area.

Active :
Activity is a big thing I would think. I would like it if everyone could post at least once
every other day. It gets tiring having your character stuck because you are waiting for
someone else to reply. If you haven't posted for three days without ever giving a reason
why I will send you a warning PM. If you don't respond within forty-eight hours you'll
more then likely be taken off. Personally I think that's a little generous. If your going to
be away for awhile remember to inform me. It would also be great if you could get your
wolf finished with who ever they are with so that the other roleplayer can continue on
without having to wait for your return.

Drama :
Romance and drama is encourage for the roleplay. But please don't do romance between
your own characters. That gets boring. No killing or chasing off anyone else's characters
without their permission. Nothing crazy or over the top should happen without my
permission, this would include an attack from another pack as they walk through their
territory or a natural disaster. There can be characters who want to take over a rank
but please inform me and the other characters roleplayer before anything happens.
Drama outside of the role-play should not be handled here. Take it somewhere else.

Miscellaneous :
You can have up to four characters, two males and two females. One high rank per
person. If you are feeling over whelmed with too many we can easily kill one off or
have them get lost from the pack. If I see you aren't roleplaying a certain character
as much as the others I will ask for them to be included more or removed.
No god-modding. No mary/gary-sues. No body is perfect, my dears.
I would like text size to be 80-85, though it is not mandatory. Signatures on the other
hand I would like off posts. They might be lovely but they do get distracting.
Rules are always subject to change.

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males : fifteen females : fifteen

Alphas
takota - six - male - smoldering-loki
win his heart

Betas
win her heart
ookami - five - female - Vixolent

Deltas
win her heart
magdalena - three - female - Rotten

Shaman
snowface - eight - male - checkered.

Healers
seven - four - female - Everstar
name - age - gender - roleplayer

Sentinels
wit - four - male - Rotten
foalan - four - male - Coffee and Books
antheia - four - female - toast;

Scouts
name - age - gender - roleplayer
niko - three - male - checkered.

Mothers
zilla - four - female - smoldering-loki - hunter
name - age - female - roleplayer

Pups
drago - three months - male - smoldering-loki
james - four months - male - CrackerBean
jasper - four months - male - CrackerBean

Elders
name - age - gender - roleplayer
name - age - gender - roleplayer

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Lead Fighter
phantom - seven - male - broken*

Fighters
avina - three - female - chick magnet
tempest - four - female - Coffee and Books
neva - four - female - meyow.
margo - five - female - eiznek
darke - five - male - Vixolent

Lead Hunter
akhita - three - male - S y k e s

Hunters
adrian - three - male - chick magnet
harper - four - female - CrackerBean
zephyr - four - male - DisneyClassics
name - age - gender - roleplayer

Trainees
maya - seven months - female - Rotten - hunter
arrow - seven months - male - DisneyClassics - scout
name - age - gender - roleplayer - training for
name - age - gender - roleplayer - training for

Subordinates
lupin - three - male - Rotten
sabiya - four - female - DisneyClassics
name - age - gender - roleplayer
name - age - gender - roleplayer

Omegas
phoebe - three - female - broken*
callisto - one - female - S y k e s
baelor - seven - male - toast;
name - age - gender - roleplayer

Loners
white fang - four - male - lunar fall
shattered truth - five months - female - lunar fall
aspen - four - female - iShame

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These are just short descriptions. Most should be known so not putting to much detail.
If italic plus bolded means high rank. remember only one per person.

Alpha Pair : first in command;
two - mated male and female
Beta Pair : second in command;
can become alpha when alpha pair dies if no one fights for the rank;
two - mated male and female
Delta Pair : third in command;
respected and only has say when alpha and beta are not around;
two - mated male and female
Shaman : one spot
usually wise and old healer;
has spiritual connections;
Healers : two spots
heals injured wolves;
trains under the Shaman and no spiritual connection;
Sentinels : three spots
patrols the area and keeps watch;
Scouts : two spots
when the pack is traveling they go on ahead to make
sure everything is safe and clear
Mothers : unlimited until closing
must have another rank;
she-wolves that had pups;
they take turns watching over them until their pups are made trainees
Pups : unlimited until closing
newborns to seven month olds
Elders : unlimited until closing
old wolves who have retired
Lead Fighter : one spot
leads into battles when the alpha is not present;
trains the trainees that wish to become fighters
Fighters : seven max
wolves who protect the pack
Lead Hunter : one spot
leads hunting patrols when the alpha is not present;
trains the trainees that wish to become hunters
Hunters : seven max
wolves who hunt for the pack
Trainees : five max
training to see if they are good enough to be a rank -
be it sentinel, scout, fighter, hunter;
seven months to a year old
Subordinates : five max
failed to become any other rank;
will be called into battle, hunting, or whatever when needed
Omegas : four max
lowest of the low;
placed here for actions or disabilities

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R e l a t e d :

Zilla is the mother of Drago
Adrian and Avian are siblings
Wit is uncle to Maya
Tempest and Foalan are siblings
White Fang and Shattered Truth are siblings
Harper, James, and Jasper are siblings

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L o v e :

Magdalena has a crush on Adrian

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reserve

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discussion & forms

['pyrrhic]

{So sorry, this will be my first post..

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xxT a k o t axx
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age: six years
gender: male
rank: alpha
location: camp
kin: none
crush: open
mate: open
tagged: open
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A large form slowly slipped through the shadows of the forest, amber eyes glinting every time the suns rays found a entrance through the pine trees. Paws stepped lightly along the ground with barley a sound, though creamy claws slightly dug into the frost covered dirt. Puffs of warm air left the wolf's body, steaming as it met the rigid air of a coming winter. He could smell snow in the air and he hoped a hunting patrol could get out to find something before it started. As he walked up a little incline the strong scent of the pack was brought to his senses on the breeze as he came upon the cave that they had claimed for the next few passing months. A pack of traveling wolves. His pack. For he was their Alpha.

Takota walked with a slight strut into the cave, head held high and chest puffed out. His eyes scanned the cave clearing to notice most were still asleep. But it was still quite early. The large male had been up before the moon had even vanished over the horizon but after it reached it's peak in the sky. As he came to his den, a pile of boulders in the cave that had fallen from the ceiling to make a den big enough for himself, he sat outside of it turning his body to face the cave and any waking wolves. But this gave his mind a chance to wander and it quickly went to the reason he had been up and out of camp so soon. The same dream he had almost every night. It'll always contained the same - blood, fur, and bodies. Then those amber eyes that belonged to his father, that Takota now had to bear. He could remember the night he lost his mother and siblings so clearly. He wished dearly that one day it would leave him, that he would forget or move on. But even after getting his revenge, Takota was still haunted by it all. He couldn't understand why though. Sometimes he felt like he needed to get it off his chest, but who could he tell that wouldn't blab or look at him differently? What if everyone found out and he was kicked from the pack? His wolves needed him, as he needed them.

The multicolored male quickly shook these thoughts out of his mind and began thinking of more important matters. Like food. The pack would need to work on storing as much prey as they could for the winter. It made Takota's paws itch at the thought of going for a hunt. Maybe he would go along for it. It was his first job after all before acquiring beta then alpha. But if they were to do this it would need to be soon. Especially before this storm hits. He didn't need a hunting patrol stuck out in such weather.

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xxZ i l l axx
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age: four years
gender: female
rank: mother/hunter
location: camp
kin: drago [son]
crush: open
mate: open
tagged: open
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"Mother! Mother! Wake up, mother!" The black she-wolf's ears twitched at the sound of her son's voice next to her head. She groaned in annoyance, knowing it was most likely not even after dawn yet. He was always a early riser, which always ended badly for Zilla - being one to sleep in as long as possible. "I know your awake now. So get up! Get up. Get up." The voice came again, this time whispering in her ear. With a playful growl, Zilla's hazel green eyes flashed open into slits to glare at the little rascal before her. Drago jumped back with a bark and slipped into a crouch, his fore legs nearly touching the ground and his behind in the air tail wagging viciously. His own hazel brown eyes bright with amusement. In one swift movement Zilla was up on her feet and chased Drago out of their den, the little multicolored male pup yapping all the way. Once out of the den though Zilla stopped the chase and took in a deep breath of air. She looked towards the entrance of the cave, the sky was cloudy and it was a very cold day, the scent of snow lingered in the air. The she-wolf shivered in distaste, she hated when it snowed it made hunting hard. Her eyes came back down from the sky and back to Drago who had gotten distracted with a stick. She smiled, warmth and love filling her eyes. He looked exactly like his father, but she could not despise him for something so mundane. He was just a pup and she loved him more then anything.

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xxD r a g oxx
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age: three months
gender: male
rank: pup
location: camp
kin: zilla [mother]
crush: open
mate: too young
tagged: open
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Drago had woken up before dawn like every morning. The rapid growing pup had sat at the entrance to the cave, listening to the rushing waterfall that was only a few seconds walk from said cave. He'd watched the sun rise above the horizon before going back into his mother's and his den to wake her. After the short chase out into the cave clearing he had gotten distracted with a stick that he was still chewing on at this very moment. He was on his belly, stick between his paws to hold it steady. He hoped today would bring something exciting. Maybe Zilla would bring him out into the forest to explore. Just the thought of it made the little male pup excited, his tail now swishing along the cave floor. Or maybe he could go out with Maya and she could show him more things that she'd found. The possibilities were endless. At the thought of the four month older she-wolf, Drago stopped his destruction on the stick and looked around the clearing for the familiar black coat. Though he only found his mother who was now grooming herself. He made a face of disgust, he liked having a rugged look to him. He was wild and he would wear it with pride.

[Cyphron]

White Fang

The simplicity of being forgotten and unknown....

I am~ "Wandering among the forest."
My current emotion~ "Apathetic."
My relationship status~ "Solitary is my only companion."

Cold whisps of air rustled the stealthily brute's pelt as he move quietly among the forest, weaving through the trees and sticking to shadows away from notice. The loner was aware of the fact that he was close to pack territory, though like he always does he stood close to the border line, not crossing it into the pack's territory but staying in no man's land. The wind was not in his favor and was blowing his scent down towards the pack wolves, which in White Fang's calculation knew that they would pick it up soon and investigate. Though since he never crossed over the border his scent would only be faint and difficult to track. With hollow eyes he scanned the trees ahead of him that laid on forbidden land. He was aware of the consequences if he passed the borderline and he was going to respect the pack wolves if they returned the favor.

Lowering his head close to the ground his body followed, lightly grazing the ground with his belly fur. He eyed the borderline with a certain stony gleam, the hunger clawing away at him noticeable to all. With the herd of deer he had followed a season ago moving into the pack's territory, White Fang was aware that he wouldn't last long unless he got some food soon. Prey hardly ever stood long in no man's land and most of it was over the borderline and the brute had never crossed over to pack territory in his entire life and he wasn't going to start now. So it was all up to his decision, cross and hope for the best, or abort and carry on in no man's land; hoping for some prey to turn up. Chuckling lightly to himself, the large brute shook his head knowing that none of those options would ever work. Rising up to his full height he slunk deeper into the shadows and stayed put just a few ways from the borderline. Watching and waiting. Ears twitching the brute froze when he heard a twig snap and his eyes traveled towards the bushes right in the middle of line. A rabbit stood close to bushes before crossing over the line into his territory. Chest rumbling quietly he stalked forward with his body low to the ground in a hunting crouch. He wasn't going to lose this meal, it wasn't in his plans. Muscles tense and eyes narrowed White Fang took another step, halting to observe the rabbit before leaping.

The rabbit ran and the multi-colored wolf gave pursuit, paws quietly hitting against the ground as he weaved through the trees. Leaping over a bush he swayed into the rabbit' path and slid sideways with his hind legs before his jaws snapped around the prey's neck. Rabbit squirming in his grasp he bit down hard and waited before the ball of fur fell limp. Smirking lightly in satisfaction the brute shook his pelt and trotted off back towards his den that was a good distance from the pack, about a quarter mile. Slinking back into the shadows he moved quietly with precise steps, his paws making no sound as he moved with limber movements. Following the familiar path his ears and eyes remained alert for any other loners as he continued on walking with his prey held tightly in his jaws, his stride lacking though as he waited for someone to arrive.

Shattered Truth

Why not step into the fire if you can't see it?

I am~ "Playing and exploring."
My current emotion~ "Energetic."
My relationship status~ "I'm too young."

Laying flat on her back a small tundra wolf pup stood playing with a stick as she gnawed on it with her small sharp teeth. She was well hidden within the bushes and undergrowth, her silver and black pelt which held traces of mud aided a bit in the deception. Keeping her soft growls to a minimum the loner perked her ears up when she felt the thundering vibrations beneath her. They were rapid and fast but the full weight of the steps weren't being distributed so automatically she knew who it was. Rolling over onto her stomach True dropped the stick and jumped to her paws. Tail flicking the fae quickly grabbed a leaf that was beside her and bounded away, nose leading her as she scented the air. She had trouble keeping the same quick pace due to the fact that she still had yet to adjust and memorize the land. The pup already knew where the pack border was and knew never to cross it but anything else in no man's land she had to explore. It was in her nature and there was not much she could do to defy it.

Following her brother's scent True walked around a large log that she almost bumped into and started running, tripping over twigs and leaves but still running nonetheless. Sniffing the air she also picked up the smell of blood and knew White Fang had caught a meal. Smiling brightly Shattered Truth praised him within her mind, knowing well that her brother would find something for them to eat. It had been awhile since the fae had ate but she knew it was even longer for White Fang since the brute always gave her his main proportions of the prey he caught. Pausing momentarily the tundra wolf stopped and listened to her surroundings, hearing the whispering wind and the songs of the birds. Concentrating she blocked them out and singled on the solitary rhythm of the soft breathing, picking up on the graceful stride and agility. Muscles growing tense True swiveled her ears and smiled in triumph when she detected the location. Waiting patiently the loner fae adjusted her small body sideways and then leaped to the right, her paws outstretched as she latched onto the larger brute's flank. Hearing the soft chuckle rumble through him True knew she passed the test and released her grip, falling onto the ground and shaking out her fur. Her tail wagged as she padded alongside White Fang, hardly being able to wait for the moment she would be able to sink her teeth into the fresh meat.