ʀ ɪ ғ ᴛ | ᴀ ᴄs ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ | ʜɪɢʜ ʀᴀɴᴋs ᴏᴘᴇɴ

[amarok.]

[filler,meow]

ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀs ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ᴄᴀɢᴇ ᴀs ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.

Chicken Smoothie has fallen; a plague that turns its victims into monsters has swept across the country. Every town - but one - is lost, and very few survivors remain. Fallyde, the very last stronghold against the plague, however, is finally crumbling, too. Despite the peace that lasted for a year after the first strains of the plague ravaged the country, unease is growing fast. The Princess Aura is seriously ill, weakened by an attempt on her life; some do not believe she will last much longer. The Regent - chosen to rule until Aura recovers - is inexperienced and struggling to keep the peace between the citizens. Already, the Nobility of Fallyde are fighting to seize control. As the discord in the city rises, things go from worse to worse. Canines begin to go missing, and shadows roam the streets at night. Panic begins to spread, and it's not long before the city forms into separate factions, with previously peace-loving citizens growing paranoid as they compete with the other factions for superiority within the city. And as the imminent civil war looms closer, the walls begin to look in greater disrepair than ever. There's no doubt that if the city cannot stand together, Fallyde will collapse,
but what will it take for peace?

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[sɪɢɴ ᴜᴘ/ɪɴғᴏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ]

[amarok.]

Reserved.

[amarok.]

At the entrance to an alleyway between some warehouses, a pair of eyes opened, glinted in the morning light then vanished from view again as the figure closed them. The streets were oddly empty. Cautiously, the female moved out into the light and stood there, not unlike the military statue she admired in her childhood. She certainly looked the picture, if you imagined that she still wore armour. Heck, she didn't even have her sword with her today. Absent-mindedly pulling at her scarf, Faria scanned the street with her eyes, trying to figure out why the harbour district was deserted. She normally spent the morning stalking the streets here, trying to keep track of the various things that happened in the city. It had been a heck-load easier when she was the lead guard. Nowadays, those who recognised her went out of their way to avoid her.
A pang of bitterness hit her, but she pushed it aside before it triggered another mini-meltdown. She'd managed almost a month without one so far. Flicking one last glance at the sun, the she-wolf sighed, flicked one tattered ear and pulled out her fingerless gloves and sweater from her backpack. It was chilly today.

Sitting on her sofa, holding yet another one of her soppy romances between her paws, Saskia turned the page, but found she'd lost her concentration. With a soft cry of frustration, she dropped the book onto the small table beside her and sat up taller, staring out of the window. Seven am. I need to get to work soon. The she-wolf took another glance out of the window, then ran into her bedroom to change out of her pyjamas. Her ground-floor apartment was small, but it was practically right next to the Barracks, which meant that today, she'd be able to take Shima and the other guards some coffee before her boss expected her at work. She pulled on a random shirt, a woolen pullover and the navy cloak she'd taken to wearing, then grabbed her keys and dashed out of the door, barely remembering to lock it behind her. The half-hour walk to her workplace and back flew by; after what only felt like half that time, clutching a insulated cardboard box containing a cup of artisan coffee for each guard and a cereal bar, she pushed open the gate into the military compound and left her cargo by the main entry gate, with a note, as usual;
Hey, guys.
Here's your fancy coffee - careful, it's hot. I also shoved some cereal bars in there, so make sure you eat them. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, you know. (Wow, my mom would be proud of me.) If I have time around lunchtime, I'll go to Dizzy's and grab some donuts for you lot. And some carrots or something. You know, healthy stuff.
Cya later! :]
- Saskia

Aura watched the city come to life from a window seat that she'd had installed in her reception room, body curled up under a thick blanket and ears pinned to the back of her head. For a fleeting moment, she caught a glimpse of her own reflection in the glass and winced, refocusing on the bridge that spanned the two divisions of Fallyde. The scars that now rent her face scared her, even though they weren't even that visible. She knew they were there, and that was enough.
A maid approached and laid a tray on the table beside the seat, laying a hand on Aura's foreleg sympathetically and touching her own forehead in a mark of respect. "Will that be all, ma'am?"
The princess closed her eyes. "Yes, Cassie. Thank you."
Once the maid had gone, she pushed the tray further from herself and took a shuddering breath. Where's Skyren, I wonder?

Zasha yawned and stretched. Flipping the laptop over, she opened it up and crossed her paws. "Oh come on. Don't you dare start playing up now," she threatened, glaring at the blank screen. After exactly eight seconds, it flashed into life and the loading screen showed. Sitting back in her seat, she grinned and took another bite of her chocolate cake; courtesy of her girlfriend. "Well, I reckonyou're just about better now, buddy." She patted the laptop affectionately and checked her watch. "Four hours? All right! New personal best!" She laughed to herself and knocked back the dregs of her coffee. "Level up!"
She rose to her paws and scooped the laptop up, adding it to the pile of repaired bits of technology that she needed to return to their owners, and stifled another yawn.
"Ack, I need more caffeine," she murmured, eyeing the empty mug.

[Pipsquawk]

Apollo

Male|21|Business owner|Neutral|No crush
Apollo woken early as usual he did his usuals, shower, dry off, brush hair and all that though he was a business man and a nobility he still wore his beanie and snake bites. He practically lived in his office building since it had every aspect of a normal house, well more or less like a normal mansion. He got I to his tuxedo that he usually wore for work, he sat down in his chair and almost immediately one of his butlers approached him and asked if he needed anything "A glass of water would be fine Walter" he spike and spun while he was in his desk chair to get a better view of outside, he owned mostly everything that you could see from the wall of one way bullet proof windows. Soon Walter returned with his water as he thanked him he spun back,facing the office.

[•Carina•]

(Going to work. I may need to post tomorrow.)

[eltonn]

Chasie sat in her apartment, the lights off. She sighed, eyeing the dark mark that was spread across her forearm. It had grown since the week before, when she had last checked it. The female tugged her hoodie sleeve, pulling it over the mark and hiding it from her sister's view. "No, I'm fine. Go back to sleep." She still hadn't told Megs about it, and that gnawed at her. But only slightly. "I'm going out, there's a muffin in the fridge if you get hungry." The pale female slide out the room, little more than a wisp of a thought.


Megs blinked, movement stirring her from her slumber. Her blurry vision spotted her sister sitting on the edge of her mattress. She looked worried, which made Megs worry. "Chasie? Is something wrong?" Her sister's quick response did little to quell the young shewolf's fears. "O-ok.. be careful out there!" she woofed before rolling back under her covers. But she didn't fall back asleep. There's something she isn't telling me...


With a light cackle, Carbon flung himself over his piano, using one paw as leverage to spin himself into the seat. "Yeah!" He pressed his paws into the keys, beginning a random solo he had pulled from his mind. Tapping his foot on the ground to the beat, there seemed to be nothing wrong in the world to the carefree male.


Ghul sat in a dusty patch of dirt, her shoulders hunched over. Her eyes were deepset and dark, her hair stringy and caked with grime. She dejectedly watched the walls of the crumbling city, her head tilted slightly upwards to better observe it. There were a few guards patrolling the walls, but she didn't care. Even if they did notice her, one monster wasn't a threat. The former Fallayde shopowner rested her muzzle in her paws, thoughts of better days chasing each other through her mind.

[guh-huh!]

☾ 𝕔𝕝𝕪𝕕𝕖!
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→ [ the cunning | male |tags: open ] ←

once again, the pigeon had proven itself to be a better alarm clock than money could buy. he swatted at the squawking bird with a open palm, trying to get an extra minute of sleep if possible. clyde hated getting up earlier than he had to, especially for something as fickle as filling up a extra platter of bird seed for annabelle. with a loud yawn he rose out of bed- without stopping to fix it up- and began to stiffen up for the day. a grey top and a quick primp of his fur later, and he had officially calmed down his companion. clyde rolled his eyes as the bird ate before slumping on a nearby chair, it was quite obvious that he hadn't gotten a lot of sleep last night. clyde had stayed up particularly late to watch one of his favorite tv shows, and ended up staying awake longer than anticipated. clyde rubbed his temples slightly before the bird perched upon his shoulder and he headed out the door with a flicker of the lights. once outside he decided that he should probably get something to eat: maybe that would wake him up out of this trance he seemed to have.

❂ 𝕤𝕒𝕝𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕖!
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→ [ the skittish | male | tags: open] ←

he had already been up for quite some time, salvatore was a terribly early riser. but for good reasons, really. this way, the golden wolf could write almost undetected by others; and he'd do anything to keep away from the busy streets at afternoon. that's about the time he sinks back into the restaurant to help reba. he was lucky his sister wasn't a morning person though, because he felt like just relaxing today. not another 'reba-escapade' that forced him to interact with others.

☯ 𝕣𝕖𝕓𝕒!
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→ [ the reckless | female | tags: open] ←

*very asleep: do not awake*

☁ 𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕞!
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→ [ the shrewd | male | tags: open] ←

"and.. let's add some calcium chloride..." he said, mixing the two jars together for a grand achievement of- nothing. "oh come on!" he muttered to himself, writing down some more notes. it appeared that nothing had been working! perhaps he just needed a bit of a break, but he wouldn't dare leave without accomplishing something.

[amarok.]

Faria stalked down the empty streets, flinching occasionally at shadows and moving as if to draw her sword, only to find that it wasn't even there anyway. I should have brought it. It's creepy out here today. Through a cloud of her misted breath, she could see lights beginning to flicker on, but for the fae this was no longer reassuring. A year ago, she'd had no fear of anything. Now, even a rattling in an alleyway would startle her, though she'd still go and check it out anyway. Funny how much people can change. She flicked her torn ears again and turned down a familiar street. Is Clyde even up yet? Her question was answered as soon as she reached the blue wolf's house; he was just leaving. A shadow of a smile flashed onto her face. "Hey there, sleeping beauty!" She ran down the street to join him. "I was just on my way over to find you!"

(All other characters are open.)

[guh-huh!]

☾ 𝕔𝕝𝕪𝕕𝕖!
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→ [ the cunning | male |tags: faria ] ←

he has to laugh a bit, though isn't mean spirited. clyde already finds faria so endearingly adorable that he can do little else than smile at her, despite how tired he feels. "well, well, well," clyde says with a sugary-sweet smile, "you came all the way to meet me? how sweet." clyde's gotten used to meeting her every-so-often, and he almost expects her little sister to be bounding after her sometime today. the blue wolf almost can't shake that drowsy feeling anymore, so he pipes up again. "do you think anythings open right now? i need some coffee or somethin' to wake me up." it almost comes across as more of a plea than a suggestion, but clyde's desperate at this point. besides, he has to be somewhat awake for the day ahead of him.

❂ 𝕤𝕒𝕝𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕖!
─────── ✦ ───────
→ [ the skittish | male | tags: open] ←

he had already been up for quite some time, salvatore was a terribly early riser. but for good reasons, really. this way, the golden wolf could write almost undetected by others; and he'd do anything to keep away from the busy streets at afternoon. that's about the time he sinks back into the restaurant to help reba. he was lucky his sister wasn't a morning person though, because he felt like just relaxing today. not another 'reba-escapade' that forced him to interact with others.

☯ 𝕣𝕖𝕓𝕒!
─────── ✦ ───────
→ [ the reckless | female | tags: open] ←

*very asleep: do not awake*

☁ 𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕞!
─────── ✦ ───────
→ [ the shrewd | male | tags: open] ←

"and.. let's add some calcium chloride..." he said, mixing the two jars together for a grand achievement of- nothing. "oh come on!" he muttered to himself, writing down some more notes. it appeared that nothing had been working! perhaps he just needed a bit of a break, but he wouldn't dare leave without accomplishing something.

[•Carina•]

Dizzy || Open || The Bakery

Dizzy had gone very early to the Bakery. She of course couldn't wait to get started getting all the stuff ready for morning customers. She started humming as usual and went out to the counter and just relaxed against it. Almost... time to open. She wanted to wake up Zasha but guessed maybe she was up already. With all the coffee she has had recently... Dizzy really needed to keep her caffeine levels down. Maybe giving her a key in was a bad idea.

Shima || Open || HQ

Early morning for Shima... One with no sleep. He was insanely aggravated at the moment, another test for a cure had failed. He wasn't happy and he was going to see if Aura was going to do any better. The walk wouldn't take long but suddenly he noted Saskia's package arrived with coffee for the guard. This immediately warmed his day up, he smiled and took in to the guards. "Here's the coffee. I need a few of you on patrol once I'm gone. You see Faria... Turn the other way." He told them leaving again towards the castle.

Alessa || Open || At Faria's home

Alessa is still asleep this morning.