|| ❤R U S H❤ || Wolves || Open || Semi Lit || V.2

[Corvette]

i'm so excited to start xD

[L.I.N.G.E.R]

I'll probably start it up tomorrow or maybe later tonight, but it is Easter so I don't know yet lol

[jingle bells.]

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• мαяѕнαℓ •

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✕ Tнє Bαѕι¢ѕ ✕

иαмє ➳➳

My name is Marshal moron!

иι¢киαмє ➳➳

Only pups have Nicknames!

αgє ➳➳

If you must know I am 6 years old.

gєи∂єя ➳➳

Do I look like a fae to you fleabag? I am a brute!

яαик ➳➳

I am second command in hunting. (If that spots not open I'll take just hunter.)

∂єѕιяє∂ яαик ➳➳

I want to over take the Alpha and become Alpha myself.

✕ Tнє OυTѕι∂є ✕

ρєℓт ➳➳

I am gray, brown, and white mixed all together! Are you blind dog?

єує ¢σℓσя ➳➳

I have multi- colored eyes. Blue, brown, and black are mixed all together.

нєιgнт & ℓєиgтн ➳➳

I am quite big, I am 37 in tall, and about 5ft long.

✕ ℓσνє ℓιfє ✕

¢яυѕн ➳➳

I do not believe in love. I can't ever imagine myself falling in love with something so petit.

мαтє ➳➳

No, just no, never.

ρυρѕ ➳➳

I'm done.

✕ ∂ιggιиg ∂єєρєя ✕

ρєяѕσиαℓιту ➳➳

Marshal is very grim and angry all the time. He really starts conversations and always ends them with a argument. He never really liked to talk to wolves and never had more than a one minute conversation with one. He is terrible at apologizing and feeling bad for others, he basically has to feelings and nothing can really get to him. He likes to lead, and feels freedom when he does. He feels as though he has the fate of the wolves that he is leading. Either leading them to safety or death, he always finds enjoyment in that. He wants to take down the Alpha someday and become Alpha himself. He always thinks negatively and is not a optimistic, much less a great wolf. But he always is there to get revenge or kill any wolf who gets on his nerves.

нιѕтσяу ➳➳

Marshal was born a Omega's pup and got picked on a lot by other sin his pack. He never really enjoyed life and always complained to his mother and father how terrible it was. One day he came back from hunting all by himself. He caught a whole rabbit! But when he got back, his father wasn't there. He found his mother and she told him he died of a noble cause and that he'll always be watching from the stars. Marshal cried all night but in the morning finally decided to get over it. Although the reason his father died is unknown, his mother insisted he died for a noble cause, Marshal does not believe this. As he grew he showed himself a bunch of times to the Alpha, he soon became a second in command lead hunter, at least that's what he calls it. Soon, because of old age his mother died and left Marshall to unnecessary grief. He soon got over it and continued on with his life. Everyday it was the same thing, some old same old. He became cold and bitter like this because of his past and he says he will never change. He believes killing the Alpha and taking his spot as Alpha, will get him happy again. That is why he wants to kill the Alpha in the first place.

[L.I.N.G.E.R]

(Accepted! We'll start now!)

Marrak

Age:Five

Gender:Male

Rank:Alpha

Crush:None

Mate:None

Pups:None

Doing:Watching the sunset, sitting outside his den

Tags:Open

Dusk was settling on the horizon, different oranges and pinks filling the sky with their brilliant shades. A wolf sat alone atop a tree stump and watched the seemingly shimmering form of the sun as it was setting. The contrast of colors it caused could be described as beautiful by one who enjoyed the scenery more than the ebony brute did. He could silently admire, but it didn't show on his face that he was enjoying what he was watching. The day had been relatively calm however, and that left him in a peaceful mood for the coming evening, which was never a bad thing. Typically as the day went on his attitude got worse, today was a rare occasion where he actually felt better than he did in the morning. Still the smallest mishap could set him off and everybody knew it. Slow his form drew upwards to a stand and he hopped down from the tree stump. A romantic view for the lovers of the world, but he had seen enough. Just outside of the camp was where he had chosen to sit and now he made his way back in, his lumbering form coming to a smooth stop to assess the wolves in camp. His gaze spotted Bituin gnawing on a bone and try to lap up the marrow that came out of it, she was an odd female. At least to him she was. Soon it would come time to praise the moon with a howl, the goddess watching over his pack. They owed her thanks for a successful day, and they should ask that she bless them with more. The sun and moon were the yin and yang of the skies, the two celestial objects that were paid tribute to. The sun got his howl in the morning and the moon hers when she rose high in the sky at night. A rumbling sound came from his throat, a low growl that was only meant for him to hear.

With the arrival of Spring came the scent of the female wolves in heat. It wasn't something alluring to Marrak as he did not seek to have a mate and pups, but the other males could end up being a different story. He supposed that if the females couldn't fend for themselves they might need help keeping the males off of them, but he expected his pack to have plenty of self control. punishment would ensue otherwise. He dreaded the idea of pups scurrying around under paw, but at the same time he knew the pack needed to breed some little ones. He would probably go another year without having any, and he was perfectly fine with that. The only time love crossed his mind was when he decided to scorn the disgusting feeling. All other thoughts of her were tossed away as soon as they were formed so as to not aggravate him. Maybe he should be less of a grump, but then he wouldn't be Marrak, he would be some other wolf, weak. Not fit to lead. His pack was supposed to be strong not weak and peaceful, if war came they would be ready. Rouges had been scented around the borders recently, maybe trying to hunt in the pack lands, steal some females, or take over the territory in a turf war. No matter the reason Marrak was on high alert and he was determined to keep his pack that way as well. He strode past Bituin acknowledging her nod of respect with a twitch of his ear. He never bowed back, he was the alpha. It was his pack's job to bow to him, it was a rule in fact for them to keep their heads lowered when around him and if they didn't he reserved the right to punish them in anyway he saw fit.

All that power could easily go to his head, and it was known to happen from time to time. Regardless of his temper though he usually managed to keep a level head, but he was just waiting to explode and there was no telling when it could happen. He was far from being a fair leader with the treatment he showed to the omegas an to those who just committed a simple crime. Maybe they stepped on his paw or said one wrong word and he lashed out at them. That was just the way he was and anger was an emotion he knew all too well. Some might even say that anger was his best friend. Well they wouldn't be wrong, but he wouldn't have it any other way. He wasn't here for friends, he was here to lead a pack that he made strong. That was exactly what he was going to do, and he was going to do it his way.

Bituin

Age:Three

Gender:Female

Rank:Fighter

Crush:None

Mate:None

Pups:None

Doing:Gnawing on a bone, singing to herself

Tags:Open

Chewing on the bone felt good on her teeth as she gnawed away, gnashing her fangs together around the hollow deer bone. It was a rib bone and it was being a pain. Most cracked pretty easily, but she was having troubles with this bone. The leader was nowhere in sight, but he usually went off for a little bit during dusk every night. She never followed to see what he was doing, that was his own business. She heard the bone cracking and was careful not to swallow any pieces that might decide to come off as she chewed at the same spot until the bone slipped open. Success! now it was time to claim her prize. She started to lap at the bone and lick up the marrow that was inside, watching the camp curiously as she did so. Instantly alert when there was movement at the entrance she relaxed when she saw that it was only Marrak and went back to chewing on the rib. When he lumbered past her she stopped chewing and dipped her head in a respectful gesture towards her alpha. She wasn't expecting much of a response, honestly the ear twitch was a shock. Watching him head over and sit outside of his den she went back to the bone, but this time started working on the other half to get the marrow out through the opening she created by breaking it in half. The perks of being a wolf and having powerful jaws. A smile slipped upon her kissers as she pushed the bones away once she was done. She allowed herself a moment to relax before she started to scrap her claws against the grown and dig a shallow hole. When she felt the hole was the right size she swept the bones into it with her paw and then kicked the dirt back over it creating a little pile that she patted down and then sat one.

The night would soon come alive with howls and the light of the moon. It will be beautiful. Thinking this to herself she smiled, her body slowly swaying with a tune in her head. She was singing to herself about the moon and without realizing it she started to sing out loud, just a soft whisper, but to somebody who was close enough and really listening it would be audible. She watched as the golden rays started to fade out leaving a little orange and pink left in the sky. Soon that would be gone and the stars would shine and the moon would shine her light down on her loyal followers. The sun had retreated for the night, his job done for a good while before he would return and wake the wolves in the morning. Chords slowly faded away to let silence consume the female, her form now still and her eyes closed. The temperature was dropping, but not too quickly and it wouldn't get anywhere near unbearably cold, it would actually be a pretty nice temperature for sleeping when the time came to head of to the den she slept in with the other warriors. First a howl to the moon would be held and then after that it was up to the individual personas to decide if they would remain awake for a little while longer or if they would let sleep take them into the places they dreamed of. Feeling pretty awake herself Bituin figured she would probably stay awake awhile longer after the howl was completed, but a lot could happen between now and then so she would just wait it out and see. For now she remained quiet, thinking to herself of random things that weren't all that important just fun to think about while waiting for Marrak to start the howl.

[Corvette]

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name; Oh. → male → three years
→ omega → crush on bituin → tagged; bituin
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INDENTOh was happier than ever, it was almost spring, time for finding a mate. And Oh was a proud omega, so he thought he would able to court a lovely lady of his choosing, although, he had never thought the alpha, Marrak, would lash out at him for making a stupid choice to flirt with a female right in front of him. Padding up to Bituin, the omega brute gave his tail a simple wag, "Hi!" He exclaimed, his pink, floppy tongue flicking out of his mouth in a soft pant. Perhaps she would be interested in talking, after all she looked bored. Sitting back onto his haunches the omega brute tilted his apex to the side, grinning at the fae with slight eager to hear her words. His tail thumped the ground gently, and it was barely noticeable. The multi colored male tried to keep his patients, and he managed to for quite some time, but he was having a hard time waiting for her to speak. I suppose you could say he loved her voice and personality more than anything, but if asked he'd tell you she was a stunning vixen.

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name; Nigel → male → four years
→ beta male → crush on -- → tagged; open!
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INDENTRolling his eyes slightly as Bituin lowered her head to the alpha. I wouldn't say Nigel didn't fear Marrak, because in a way he did. He just didn't think that much respect for a cruel alpha should be given. Heaving a sigh, Nigel thought about when they met. It wasn't the best day of Nigel's life, nor did he think it was Marrak's, either. But Marrak had granted him the rank of beta male, and he wasn't about to have it taken away. Dipping his head were only Marrak could see, Nigel kept his gaze lowered until he left. One he did, Nigel lifted his head with yet another roll of his eyes, his amber orbs drifting of to Bituin and Oh. One of these day Oh was going to get caught by the alpha, if he kept this flirting up. But there was that certain attitude that Oh just had to make just about anyone love him, even Nigel had feelings for the little twerp. Though, he wouldn't say that out loud, for the alpha might hear, and there's no telling what he might do to him or even Oh, for just saying he liked the omega. Omegas were treated like scum, but Oh didn't seem to.... notice? Oh thought that the rank of Omega was a proud rank. Shaking his head, the ebony brute shook out of his thoughts. It was useless to think about what the alpha might do when there's no telling what might make him turn into that evil beast that basically nobody likes.

[jingle bells.]

мαяѕнαℓ

Marshal/Male/Second Lead Hunter/Crush- Never/Mood- Cold, Dark/Tags- Open

Marshal watched carefully as the Alpha left his spot on the tree stump where the beautiful sky had been. The Alpha walked off towards Butuin calmly. He watched as Butuin had to raise her head lower than Marracks's. He thought that was a stupid pack rule, and he almost felt bad for all of those who actually listened to it. Probably don't want to get their head bitten off, Marshal thought to himself. Marshal had been wanting to sit on the tree stump but of course the Alpha hogged up all the space. Why do we even listen to him and respect him if all he gives back is nothing? he thought to himself. His gray and white pelt prickled as he took a step forward towards the tree stump so he could sit on it. The Alpha was far away from it now that Marshal had his chance to sit on it. He kept walking forward, steadily and slowly, hopefully no one could hear him. He then was about a foot away from it, Marshal took one more step forward then leaped upon the tree stump. He looked down and saw scratches and claw marks all over it, probably from past wolves getting up on the tree stump. The wood was also a nice creamy brown color with the details of lines all over the tree. He had to admit, the tree stump was nice to sit on and looking up at the sun setting gave him a good feeling, a feeling of joy and happiness. He had to admire the sunset. But that wasn't Marshal, and he couldn't let simple beautiful things like this sunset change him. He would be a disgrace then. He had to let his fierce blood carry on throughout him. Not let little sunsets amaze him. After thinking about that for awhile, he hopped off the tree stump knowing that it would just make him a softer, more caring wolf, and Marshal didn't want that. He would dispose of those who were like that, he didn't like nice caring wolves. He was sure nobody did. His claws scratched the stump as he jumped off, probably how the other claw marks have got there.

But after all, it was spring. Which meant almost every single brute would be trying to get a fae, that was except for Marshal. Faes only made brutes softer and more caring. No matter how bad Marshal wanted to keep his blood going, he never wants to become soft, ever. So this season he probably would never get a mate. He didn't care how lonely he would be without one, he can survive a spring season alone without a mate. It couldn't be that hard. Suddenly a quick spring breeze blew throughout the camp. He stopped to let it pass, his fur blew with the wind, as if they were one together. He breathed it in and smelled sweet scent of the spring air through his nose, then let it out through his mouth. It sounded as though the wind murmured something to him but it was so quiet Marshal couldn't hear it's words. He whispered back to it then the wind stopped out of nowhere. Marshal started walking again, away from the tree stump and decided to get some prey to eat. He started walking over to where all the prey was piled. As he got closer he thought he heard mumbles, but he carried on, not minding them, thinking it was all his imagination. He stood in front of the kill and bent down to grab a rabbit. Once he had the rabbit in his jaws he laid down to enjoy the prey. He hold the rabbit on his paws and dug his muzzle into the meatiest part of the rabbit. He took hold of it and grabbed the meat with jaws and pulled. A alarming amount of meat came off, more than expected, but Marshal mowed it down eating quickly. Once he had finished his first bite, he took another, this time the rabbits upper leg. He did the same as with the bite before and held the rabbit and then dug in with his muzzle. Wen he pulled up only a small part of meat came off, but hat was enough to satisfy him with hat bite. He carried on eating not minding any of the wolves around him, even though some of them could cause a threat.

[spring.]

{ lily }
{ four years } { lead huntress } { tired ;; indifferent } { no noted lovers } { nobody }

{so stay away from me the beast is ugly
{ i feel the rage and i just can't hold it
monster - skillet | xxxxxxxxxxx

lily sat silently, a gentle breeze ruffling her coat now and again. she had a small vantage point over the camp, but nothing serious. her eyes slowly adjusted as the sun's light left their camp, but her gaze over the camp never wavered, honey eyes taking in the sights before her. was she a beta? no. but her role as lead huntress made her feel responsible for her pack, perhaps even more responsible than the alpha himself. she did feed them, after all. she always made sure they were getting their fill of food, and always took just barely enough to fill herself. besides, she could hunt and fend for herself, they couldn't. she even made sure the omegas would eat, despite marrack saying they didn't really need it. after all, what did they provide the pack? but she always tried to hunt a little extra so they might have a few scraps to eat. nobody knew this, of course, but she was sure it wasn't hard to tell, especially since she always brought a few extra rabbits home with her, but she didn't really care. after all, the alpha wouldn't have a lead huntress without her.

she saw the alpha return, and she stood silently, bowing her head as he passed her. "alpha." she greeted, but only really in passing, as is acknowledging his presence. she listened to his paw steps as they came closer to her, and she glanced up at him, never raising her head. that was easy, though as she was so much shorter than him. she listened to him as he passed, his breathing the sound of the slight breeze rustling in his fur, and these little things gave her a high. she was addicted to the hunt, and little clues gave her a high, and made her want to go on the hunt right now.

sorry for shortness

[bad2thebonedog]

❄Ŧคll๏ภ❄
Delta Male/Doing: Laying down/Tags:Open
A beautiful scene played out in his mind. Fallon found himself running in a beautiful bright field filled with various sizes and colors of spring colors. Pink tongue lolling out, the delta pranced merrily through the field not a worry on his mind. Looking over his shoulder a beautiful fae unlike any he had seen before pranced along with him. Closing his eyes he let the warm sun and sweet smell of the flowers fill him. As he opened his eyes the delta let out a loud huff upon seeing the beautiful field fade into the cold stone walls of the pack den. "Of course only a dream" he grumbled. The delta laid there for a few moments staring at the blank wall before finally pulling himself up to his paws. Dipping his front paws down low and sticking his rump in the air the male let out a muffled howl as he stretched. His bones popped and his muscles stretched leaving a pleasurable feeling. Smacking his chops and regaining his normal stance Fallon shook out his coat.

Despite being third in the chain of command Fallon had the posture of an alpha. When Marrak was around however that posture soon faded into one of respect and submission. Trotting out merrily Fallon perked his ears as he saw the beautiful sunset over head. He let out a small whimper when he realized how long he had been asleep. "If Marrak realized where I was he'll have my head for sure!" the delta muttered to himself. Perhaps it would be best to avoid Marrak until the howl begun. With that Fallon laid down stretching out in front of the den lazily.

(I'll add Sage in shortly)

[jingle bells.]

(@Corvette, can Nigel run into Marshal. He's eating some prey at the moment.)

[Are You Kitten Me]

Ako;male;euphoric;no tags

Ako sat, alone, staring at the beautiful scene in front of him. Times like these made him forget about his anxiety, and every other stress. The beautiful colors of the sky breaking down his walls, leaving him vulnerable. A slight whine leaves him before he realizes what's happening. After the realization he stands and shakes himself, regaining his confident, happy, composure. The view in front of him leaves him feeling euphoric. Ako's mood is painted on his golden face, happiness clear in his olive eyes. He lifts one large paw in front of the other and gets himself to camp. Upon seeing the alpha he happily nods in a recognition of his power. Soon he moves on, catching sight of a place to rest. His rump hits the ground with a soft thump. He sits, wishing to talk to someone, but not knowing who.

<Sorry this is so short I'm currently on mobile so it's pretty difficult it type>