➳ тrιвe oғ lυɴαr ғeαтнerѕ | ᵒᵖᵉᶰ & ᵃᵈᵛᵃᶰᶜᵉᵈ |

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━━━━━━━ ✧ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ·ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

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✧ have fun this is required ✧ if you are confused, ask me directly since
I'm the one who thought of this. i will gladly explain anything to you be
cause i am aware i can be a bit befuddling. any concerns or suggestions
you have are also welcome ✧ this is an advanced thread, therefore I ha
ve high standards for your posts. i expect at least 300 words per reply. p
ut effort into your posts. please c': if you fail to do this i will politely gi
ve you a chance to step it up or ask you to retire ✧ i really hate doing t
his, but i will refuse your form if I don't think you can meet my require
ments. i will eagerly stalk your posts to judge you. but, if you'd like, yo
u can always prove me wrong ✧ no mean or impolite attitudes outside o
f roleplaying. keep drama within the rp ✧ please no perfect characters.
if you want your wolf to have the gyrfalcon feather then you can sugge
st it in your form somewhere but it will be up to me to decide if your ch
aracter really is the most lovely thing ever based on their appearance, l
ikes, and personality ✧ keep your wolfies realistic! i will accept blue, g
reen, and purple eyes as long as they aren't neon or anything. but every
thing else should be kept natural when it comes to appearance ✧ even g
enders are cool, and if you see we are lacking on one feel free to boost
that gender ✧ any sexuality is acceptable and supported✧ all forum rul
es apply! be good kiddies ✧ discussion thread for forms & chat & stuff

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the history of the tribe traces back to a single wolf named loukian. he, like many young males, left his
birth pack in order to start a life of his own. along his journey he found his mate, clea, and within no ti
me the two had conceived offspring. the small pack was happy, even finding new members to take in. t
wo years of abundance, with each passing season the family growing stronger. a stormy night struck tra
gedy as the trees began to combust; flames engulfing everything in their path. through the rain and the
smoke, loukian was separated from any familiar faces. he found himself stranded ― a stranger on once
loved territory. the storms continued for days, eventually easing the fire until it was no longer a threat.
loukian was lost, befuddled, and sick with worry. or was he sick from starvation? all he knew was that h
e'd given up hope. he assumed the worst fate for his pack, and couldn't bear to think about his mate. on
the last night, the clouds rolled onward in search of a new land to kiss with lightning. the full moon sho
ne down on loukian, as bright as he'd ever seen it. the sight was hypnotizing, his heart being filled with
new motivation. an echo to the right caught his intrigue, eyes lifting to the branches of an old pine tre
e. sitting on the lowest branch was a woodpecker. the bird stared at loukian but not before drilling its b
eak into the wood. the woodpecker flew to the next tree, mocking its own actions by beating the bark.
loukian felt compelled to follow, even if the bird was simply doing what it always did. the silence of the
midnight forest made it easy for him to trail his guide. the pair traveled for miles, with loukian keeping
pace as to not lose this new friend. as the sun began to rise, the woodpecker veered off into the sky, dis
appearing from loukian's view. before he had the chance to feel devastated, the soft whisp of a floating
object tickled his charcoal nose. upon wrinkling it, his optics followed a small black feather dotted with
white circles as it sunk to the dirt. the scent of his family drifted into his nostrils, indicating the bird had
been aiding all along. loukian became the first to be enlightened about the spirits above. the full moon
had sent him into a deep trance, deeming him willing to follow the divine messengers of the beyond.

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ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛs

fox - common
coyote - common
bobcat/lynx - uncommon
wolf - uncommon
two-legs - rare
brown bear - rare
cougar - extremely rare
polar bear - unheard of
natural disaster - rare
devastating disease - rare

ᴘʀᴇʏ

shrew/mice/moles - common
squirrels - common
chipmunks - common
rabbits - common
fish - common
elk - common
caribou - common
deer - uncommon
snake - uncommon
moose - uncommon
seals - rare

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the pack thrives in a lush environment that provides every essential need. the perfect place, it seems like.
the tribe lives in a pine forest, making their dens near a cliff side. the alphas and betas share a den, which
is a roomy cave carved into the small cliff. the gamma, their mate, and the delta with their mate sleep di
rectly to the left in a den made from a fallen spruce tree. the thick trunk and branches provide protection,
while bushes have naturally grown around it to keep out any weather or curious eyes. the broods sleep in a
dug out hole to the right of the leader's den, the safest place for pups to hide. subordinates and omegas sle
ep either in the open, snuggled near a tree, or underneath a bush. during the chilling winter, these wolves
will dig dens from the snow that copy the design of the nursery. up the path atop the cliff rests the elder an
d shaman dens. the shaman makes their den from a pile of boulders that crumbled down from the nearby m
ountain. the entrance was dug out to provide easier access for all wolves to come in. the elder den is a coll
ection of bushes specifically placed near the shaman. beyond the forest is the lake, where the wolves pass
to their hunting grounds. since the lake has a bit of distance from the den site, the tribe gets their main w
ater source from the streams that run from the mountain to fuel the body of water. in the winter when the
se streams are frozen, the lake does become the main water source. past the lake is the beginning of the t
undra, where the abundant prey of hare and caribou roam. continuing onward through the tundra, after m
any days of travel, will get you to the coast. the fatty prey of seals and fish are promising here, but only d
esperate or journeying wolves ever dare to go that far. polar bears make their home there, much larger an
d more intimidating than the tribe's common grizzly bear. not to mention the whales that will snatch a sea
l right from the shoreline. traveling the opposite way of the coast and over the mountains will bring you to
the human facilities. wolves have not explored that territory much, because most don't make it out. every
summer, there is only a few hours of night time. every winter, the sun doesn't come out for months.

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━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✧ sᴛᴀʀʀʏ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ sᴏ sᴍᴀʟʟ ʙᴇsɪᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʟᴏᴡ ━━━━━━━━━

━━━━━━━━ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ✧ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

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as a pup each wolf is developing their skills and personality that will determine their feathers. once they
come of age, a pup is ready to get their first feather. the young canines will travel either solo or in pack
s to the destination of where their birds tend to roam. it is then up to them how they want to get their f
eather. killing a bird is forbidden, and is punishable by being thrown out of the tribe. members are encou
raged to scavenge feathers. this can take days or weeks, depending on the season that they leave on thei
r journey. once they find their feather, they return to the pack. the shaman will then proceed to award t
he young wolf by entangling the feather in the thick fur around their neck. not all, but most wolves will
go on more than one journey in their life. since you earn your feather, you can have more than one. eac
h quest is just like the first ― except you usually are heading in a different direction. the tribe has exten
sive knowledge of their land, therefore over the generations more wolves have been returning. it is possi
ble for a soul to be deemed unworthy, and the spirits will ensure the wolf does not return. if all is well, t
hen the ancestors will guide the wolf to have a safe trip to and fro. each bird is chosen specifically to gu
ide every member in their predestined path. it's an honor to make the journey. each feather a wolf recei
ves holds a different meaning. to the knowledgeable, it is how to immediately distinct a wolf and their r
ank. here I will explain each feather, how they are earned, and the symbolism behind them.
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ALBATROSS

given to wolves who are larger than the rest. this feather symbolizes strength and rarity, for these
birds are hard to seek out on the coast. rare and precious, just as large wolves are in the pack. on
ly a wolf worthy of this feather could ever face the flocks of the gigantic birds. feathers are eithe
r a sooty brown or white with black tips, depending on the species you encounter.

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CHICKADEE

given to wolves who are smaller than the rest. this feather symbolizes a timid soul that may be mo
re hardworking than the rest. easily found, as to keep it as simple as possible for these wolves. ma
ny past subordinates have proudly adorned this feather even though it is seen as one of the weaker
privileges. feathers vary from dark grey, to lighter grey with streaks of white at the base.

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CRANE

given to wolves who are loud, or otherwise chatty. the piercing cry of a crane can be heard for mil
es. this feather symbolizes those who can fill the area with cheer and song. these wolves love to ho
wl, socialize, and speak in general. feathers are a creamy grey blending out into tawny.

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DOVE

given to wolves who are mates. doves are always associated with love because they are loyal to on
e partner only. this feather symbolizes devotion and affection for mates, swearing them together un
til death do they part. feathers are a creamy grey with a thick black stripe separating the white tip.

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DUCK

automatically given to pups without the need of a journey. this feather symbolizes purity and rebirth.
ducks were the first birds for the ancestors to notice molting. they assumed the water washed away
any mistakes, therefore giving them a new innocent coat. this is considered one of the most beautiful
awards, albeit reckless pups losing this feather is not uncommon. feathers should be a royal deep blue
on one side, washed out black on the other, and white at the tip.

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EAGLE

BALD ― automatically given to alphas of the tribe. this feather symbolizes clear leadership and autho
rity. it is also associated with being a regal predator of the highest ranking. these feathers can also b
e awarded to wolves who could be considered a "war hero". feathers are white at the base and cut to
charcoal around the middle of the feather.
GOLDEN ― automatically given to betas of the tribe. this feather symbolizes shadowed authority. the
wolf wearing the feather is a regal predator, but not all see it as evidently as they see the bald eagle
feathers. feathers are white at the base, fading into light tawny with darker brown stripes, and a cho
colate tip.

EIDER

given to wolves who are secretive. this feather symbolizes a mask. the wolves who have this feather
may be known liars or manipulators. they always have an illusory agenda, choosing to conceal their
feelings and the truth rather than spewing it out. this feather holds a negative effect for the wearer,
and is another one considered to be weak, but more so pathetic. these wolves are deemed untrustw
orthy to their tribe. feathers are scorched white on one face of the feather, while on the other they
're cloudy ebony.

GOOSE

given to wolves who are aggressive. this feather symbolizes anger and possession. the wolves who
earn this title can have sharp tongues, often finding themselves in disputes over small issues. they
have short tempers, and are unafraid to strike first. feathers can be white fading to grey, creamy
grey fading to dark grey, or white fading to black.

GROUSE

automatically given to the gamma. this feather symbolizes attention and competition. the gamma
is in charge of organizing and usually leading each hunt or fight. they are fierce wolves who can c
atch the attention of others, keeping them in line and in their place. feathers are black up until th
e pointed tip, where there is a straight cut line of white.

GYRFALCON

given to wolves who possess true beauty and grace. this feather symbolizes the pulchritudinous na
ture that others find attractive. a wolf so beautiful, graceful, and endearing comes along every so
often. usually a fae who can charm the fur off of her tribe mates. a wolf like this can earn the gy
rfalcon stamp, yet it is highly uncommon. this is the rarest of awards to earn. feathers are soft an
d white with ebony dots fading into stripes.

HAWK

automatically given to the delta. this feather symbolizes hidden potential. the hawk is a versatile
predator, but is lower on the food chain because of its size. the delta has less experience and wisd
om than the alpha or beta, but is still being trained to be a regal killer like the rest. within time,
this wolf can blossom. feathers are cream striped with tawny and tipped with a pale muddy color.

HUMMINGBIRD

unlike every other feather, this is not a symbol of status that you are awarded. a wolf who finds
a hummingbird feather is considered lucky. their attention to detail is praised. because the feat
hers are minuscule and fragile, these are kept safe as a personal "prize". the swift hummingbird
symbolizes swift fortune for the carrier of their wings. feathers are tiny, and are painted orange,
green, and black with a soft white tip.

JAY

given to wolves who are silly. this feather symbolizes optimism. a wolf who dons this feather is us
ually the life of the tribe. they're always in a good mood, and at the ready to cheer others up. the
y have a great sense of humor, and are as playful as pups. feathers are a lovely hue of blue with p
ale dark stripes near the tip.

KESTREL

given to wolves who are swift or have superior stamina. this feather symbolizes energy needed for
survival. those who can perform tasks quickly are appreciated by the tribe. the wolves who earn th
is feather shall act as messengers if danger ever occurred to the tribe. feathers are a bright tawny
with a black and white tip.

OSPREY

given to wolves who are skilled primal predators. this feather symbolizes proficient hunting. wolv
es can train their whole lives to earn this worthy title, while some are simply born with the talent.
those who have truly mastered hunting can earn it. gammas normally are awarded this feather wi
thin time. feathers are cream with pale tawny stripes that fade into black.

OWL

automatically given to elders. this feather symbolizes age and wisdom. the owl is often seen in dr
eams of shamans leading them to visions. elders are the most experienced in the tribe, and have m
uch advice to offer just like the owls do in the spiritual dreams. feathers are a dirty cream with th
ick brown stripes leading to tawny, continuing with darker stripes until the very tip.

PTARMIGAN

automatically given to broods. this feather symbolizes individuality and change. each feather is u
nique, as two ptarmigans don't have the exact same markings. like many animals in winter, this bi
rd grows white feathers to blend in with their surrounding snow. a wolf who has gone through a dr
astic transformation can also earn this. owners of this feather normally have one feather from spri
ng and one from winter. feathers in spring are white with striped tawny patches splattered random
ly along the feather. feathers in winter are pure white.

RAVEN

automatically given to the exiled, even if the wolf chooses to dispose of their feathers. this feather
symbolizes humility and disrespect. ravens are considered the ugliest of birds, and definitely the bi
ggest pest. unknown to most, ravens are one of the smartest birds, just as the exiled are some of th
e smartest wolves to have ever been in the tribe. those with this feather are shown little respect or
tolerance. feathers are a shiny black color.

SPARROW

automatically given to subordinates. this feather symbolizes unity. the wolves who wear this are t
he backbone of the tribe. they're the majority who, if they choose, can sway the pack in the dire
ction they want. the smaller feather may appear insignificant, but it does represent an important
role. feathers are small and gray with lighter stripes lining it.

SWAN

automatically given to shamans. this feather symbolizes beauty, peace, and hope. the white repre
sents divinity, since the shamans are the direct connection to the spirits. their unnatural communi
cation has saved the tribe multiple times in the past. those who wear this feather are crucial to th
e pack. they spread love and hope to keep the tribe sane. feathers are solely white, and much mo
re soft than any of the others.

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━━━━━━━━ ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴜs ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ? ✧ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

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rank explanations
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ALPHA [ 1/2 ]

amoux // god // milkyvixen
name // gender // username

BETA [ 1/2 ]

adryan // goddess // royalty.
name // gender // username

DELTA [ 1/1 ]

thea // goddess // >•<

SHAMAN [ 1/1 ]

minette // goddess // milkyvixen

SHAMAN'S APPRENTICE [ 1/1 ]

december // goddess // imperials

ELDERS [ 1/3 ]

phthonus // god // Durnehviir
name // gender // username
name // gender // username

GAMMA [ 1/1 ]

antheia // goddess // broken*

SUBORDINATES [ 8/12 ]

castiel // god // royalty.
fenrir // god // >•<
akira // goddess // ✨Moon✨
talus // god // AlyKay
ossa // goddess // avocet
anubis // god // Durnehviir
tigris // goddess // Durnehviir
NAME // goddess // primadonna ;
name // gender // username
name // gender // username
name // gender // username
name // gender // username

BROODS [ 0/3 ]

name // gender // username
name // gender // username
name // gender // username

PUPS [ 0/5 ]

name // gender // mother // username
name // gender // mother // username
name // gender // mother // username
name // gender // mother // username
name // gender // mother // username

LONERS [ 3/3 ]

ajax // god // imperials
drucilla // goddess // avocet
sahloknir // god // Durnehviir

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[milkii.fox]

a special thanks
to imperials for
allowing me to
use their lovely
thread layout ♥

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feeling suspicious location lower camp tags minette , open

the crisp morning air of spring always seemed to cause his bones to ache. while he was only twenty seasons old, he felt the weight of the frost bringing him down. the sun was already at high peak, even though his internal clock told him it was dawn. the star only slept for a few short hours in the spring and summer, albeit as winter drew closer the days become shorter until night fell for three months. growing up with the night and day so unbalanced he found nothing wrong with it. the alpha shook out his thick pelt, taking tender paw steps out of his den. he bowed forward to stretch his tense back, each toe wiggling individually on his forelimbs. padding toward the middle of their camp he crouched beside the running stream that flowed directly through. the ice on the nearby mountain was melting at a fast pace, allowing their lake to fill above its brim. amoux lapped at the chilly liquid, grateful for the refreshment it sent to his sore muscles.

it was often in the morning when he lazed around the camp, patiently reflecting on yesterday's activities while simultaneously planning future events. his job was no easy task yet somehow he has managed well on his own. the tribe had been free of trouble for five generations. war and disease were basically unheard of for the pack who preferred companionship over power. these lush times worried the ebony knight to no end. their gracious moon spirit guarded them, but how far could its power extend?

today was an important day. this was the day he would lead a small, elite team over the mountain toward the human camp. not much was known about the creatures with two legs. for years the pack had been too fearful to approach due to past accidents. this day he would make history. he had already discussed the matter his beta, choosing to keep the mission concealed from the others. he directed his paws toward the center of the lower campsite after straightening into a sitting position. a strong breeze flew past his muzzle, eyes shutting out the air's embrace until it left his face. out of the corner of his copper optic he spotted a charcoal cloak descending the muddy hill that led to the elder and shaman dens. it was his little sister, minnie. they never grew up in the same litter, sure, but they did share the same parents. "at ease, minette. you look well rested this morning." he teased, oracles bright at the sight of her unkempt fur. she usually was the most sleek out of them all. if she was out of place, then something was wrong.

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feeling frustrated location lower camp tags amoux , open

' a spark corrupted betwixt a raven and a liar
feed the fire your soul so it cannot expire
as the way of life goes, death is inevitable
from within the flames a new forest will grow
born again under the ashes of snow '


"tell them, minette. don't allow your feather of treachery hold you back."

"it's not the feather of a traitor! sometimes i just... don't say honest things."

"that's not how everyone else sees it. you shouldn't have gotten that feather in the first place!"

"i don't see it that way."

"you're distracting her, eirimus. minette, focus on the task."

"it's a useless sign. you have the same feather as me, nikita. you only howl out of fear."

"i howl out of enlightenment! now wake up!"

minette's eyes flickered open, immediately darting from side to side. it took a moment for her vision to adjust to the dim lighting of her den, but she did count everything as familiar. the young shaman shook her crown to clear the troubling thoughts from brewing in her cranium. "cranky old wolves." she snarled silently to herself. rising to her feet, she skipped the time to stretch as she squeezed out of the entrance. she traversed toward the cliff, gazing down at the lifeless camp. the sun was up, albeit the pack never relied on the misguiding rays. the first to stir, other than her, was always the alpha. she could recall watching him every morning since his high ranking became official. the wind picked up, compelling her toward her brother, feathers flapping wildly in her ear. she stomped her paws on the ground firmly, although she was being pushed no matter the strength she mustered up. minette sighed loudly, turning to the right to parade down the pathway to the main camp. she was instantly greeted with a tease that caused her sensitive auds to pin. "funny." she swished her plume weakly, taking a seat opposite her brother. "i had a bad dream, is all." she shrugged her shoulders in a lackadaisical manner, averting her cerulean optics to the earth.

"was it an omen?" amoux inquired, lowering his vertex slightly.

"no." she was swift to respond, head swiveling to survey the quiet tribe. "it was a dream. no shaman has gotten any signs for many full moons. the tribe lives in peace. i do advise that you refrain from your planned task." minette stretched out her front paws, falling onto her stomach slowly and observing the expression of shock riddling the alpha's visage. the chilly water trickled between her toes, sending shivers down her spine. "you talk very loudly. i was within earshot when you spoke to adryan about it. don't cross the border, amoux." she warned, her intense stare meeting his confidently. yawning sounded from behind her and she closed her trap tightly. his ideas were none of her concern to gossip about with others when she could be gossiping about actual interesting matters.

[Durnehviir]

♖ A N U B I S ─ THΣ MΔΠTICΩRΣ ♖

[age: 6 years] [rank: sub] [tribe: lunar feathers]
[sex: brute] [scent: metallic, dust & pine] [crush: open]
[mentions: adryan] [tags: amoux, minette] [mood: tired]

Anubis sat in the den silently with wide, tired eyes. The cold weather drained him more so than the warmer months, and in his older years, it was beginning to take a tole. The large, silk black male opened his maw on a yawn and allowed his salmon pink tongue to loll out before licking his nose and closing his large jowls. It was early morning but there were already faint voices invading his ears and the sun was seemingly high in the sky. Anubis frowned and scowled at nothing in particular. Did I over sleep?No. I am always an early riser. Why is the sun shining so brightly already? With a huff of warm air leaving his maw, the Manticore stood to his stiff limbs and slowly walked out of the den and began to stretch his body with each paw-step until his entire charcoal body was no longer hiding inside the warm and comfortable den.
The brute sighed as his large paws took his aimlessly closer to Amoux and his sister Minette. He was still groggy from the nights sleep so his ears didn't allow the conversation between the kin to be formed into comprehendable words. It all sounded like gibberish to him until he was standing only meters away from the two. A small nod of his cranium that was pointed towards Amoux was his greeting to his alpha. "Amoux. Minette." He gave his verbal greeting to the two wolves that he was standing in front of. "Is there anything planned for today, seeing as the sun has sped its rise." His dull, copper gaze drifted up to the sun for several moments before it returned to his alpha and the shaman. There was a light breeze that passed by the group of wolves and is rustled Anubis' feather, seemingly reminding everybody of who he was and to not forget. Though it was only a breeze, the wolves would be wise to never forget that several of the packs members were more... aggressive. He was only one of several. It reminded him that he should speak with Adryan.

♙ T I G R I S ─ THΣ BΣHΣMΩTH ♙

[age: 4 years] [rank: sub] [tribe: lunar feathers]
[sex: fae] [scent: lavender] [crush: open]
[mentions: --] [tags: --] [mood: --]

Im at a loss of what to write? Itll be easier for me once when others get their posts up^^

☋ P H T H O N U S ─ THΣ BΔSILISK ☋

[age: 8 years] [rank: elder] [tribe: lunar feathers]
[sex: brute] [scent: mulch & charred wood] [crush: open]
[mentions: --] [tags: --] [mood: --]

The older brute opened his soft amber gaze and allowed his eyes to trail around lazily. His many feathers laying loosing across his chestnut colored chest. Shifting his body so his legs were now underneath of him, the brute stood himself up and stretched out his back before shaking out his fur from the nights rest. The sun was high in the sky but the camp was still, aside from the few soft voices. Phthonus slowly walked out of the elders den and looked down on the wolves that were several meters below him. His dwindling hearing, was hindering from knowing what the wolves were saying, but if it were important Amoux would speak with him if he felt necessary. The Basilisk slowly sat down on his haunches and waited for the day to begin.

❖ S A H L O K N I R ─ THΣ GΩRGΩΠ ❖

[age: 6 years] [rank: --] [tribe: loner]
[sex: brute] [scent: dust, dried leaves & propane] [crush: open]
[mentions: --] [tags: --] [mood: --]

Shh he's sleeping...?

Sorry for the crapy posts. I try to stay away from having my wolves interact with my other wolves because posts can be super long and boring.. My posts will get better/longer when more posts are made. Phthonus and Tigris are open, so feel free to run into either of them without asking haha ^^ }}

[chaotic creativity]

ᴛʜᴇᴀ | sʜᴇ-ᴡᴏʟғ | 2½ | ᴅᴇʟᴛᴀ | ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏ | ᴄʀᴜsʜ --- | ᴛᴀɢs ᴘʜᴛʜᴏɴᴜs

"thea!" a voice whispered, causing the she-wolf to flatten her ears in fear and raise her fur in order to make herself look bigger and more intimidating. she knew there was no way she could fend off the owner of the voice in the dark, and her eyes weren't getting adjusted to the dark the longer she stayed in that one spot. she backed up, her tail lowered between her legs as she let out a slight whimper of horror. "theeeeaaa!" the voice said again, this time in a creepy sing-song voice. two wolves materialized from the mist surrounding her, one a solid black and the other a bright silver. "mum? dad?" thea whispered, recognizing their blue eyed gaze. "we've come to take you home, with us," her father, theo, woofed, and thea shook her head. "i can't, i have a duty to my pack! i'm the delta!" the young wolf whimpered softly, and her mother just smiled. "come with us thea!" the two wolves chanted as they stepped forward in unison. thea dropped to the ground, pawing at her ears and muzzle as she tried to block out the haunting sounds of her parents filling her ears.

thea jumped awake, her whole body shivering as she opened her eyes to the bright shining sun. she realized nobody else was in the den, and she silently scolded herself. "i've overslept!" she woofed to herself, sitting up and brushing down her raised shoulder fur with her tongue. the reoccurring nightmare was beginning to hamper with the amount of sleep the young she-wolf was getting, but she wouldn't let it show when she was excitedly stepping out of the den and welcoming a new day of work and happiness. she stepped out of the fallen tree den, and welcomed the bright sunshine as it kissed her light-colored pelt. she bounced down to where the elder phthonus was sitting. "hello!" she chirped happily, his scent of mulch and charred wood filling her nostrils as she sat down beside him. she decided to carry a polite conversation with the elder before she bounced off the find the alpha to see what he wanted her to do today. "how has your day been, phthonus?" she asked, her tail thumping against the ground as she happily took in the bright scenery she had seen every day since she was born.

ғᴇɴʀɪʀ | ʙʀᴜᴛᴇ | 4 | sᴜʙᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀᴛᴇ | ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏ | ᴄʀᴜsʜ: ᴍɪɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ | ᴛᴀɢs: ᴀᴍᴏᴜx, ᴍɪɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ, ᴀɴᴜʙɪs (ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ)

fenrir rolled out from under the bush that he always slept under, narrowing his eyes against the bright, harsh sun that was assaulting him from all angles. he growled out his displeasure as he trotted out of the den, watching as he decided to leave the camp to get some fresh air and possibly catch a rabbit or a rat or something. he didn't feel like dealing with the pack this early in the morning, even though the sun was pretty much up all day. he was grumpy, and the fresh air slightly calmed him as he got farther into the forest and farther from camp. deciding he was in a good enough spot to start hunting, he dropped to a crouch and sniffed the air. the heavy scent of rabbit was flooding the area, and he knew exactly which way to head. he turned to his left and drew each paw forward with exact precision. fenrir placed each paw down silently, creeping forward as he spotted the light brown, twitching ears of the rabbit a few yards in front of him. the rabbit's head shot into the air, its nose twitching wildly as fenrir grew to exactly one foot away from the unsuspecting prey. assessing the situation, he knew he was the perfect length away to sprint forward. fenrir growled, alerting the prey of his position, and the rabbit took off. he sprinted after it, his paws thundering against the ground as he zig-zagged around trees and bushes after the rabbit. taking a flying leap of hope, he soared through the air and landed with his forepaws attached to the haunches of the rabbit. after two swift bites, fenrir was carrying the rabbit back to camp. he stepped back into camp, and looked around, before carrying the rabbit towards the alpha. might as well take this to amoux. he might appreciate an early morning meal, or he'll just give it to somebody who might need or want it. shaking his head, fenrir listened for the voice of the alpha, and soon heard accompanied by minette's, which made him smile slightly and his tail twitched slightly before he heard anubis's voice as well. he frowned as he heard the annoying brute, but he still padded forward to the alpha, setting the rabbit silently at amoux's paws, flashing a quick smile at minette, and then turning back to amoux. "what do you want me to do, alpha?" he asked, dipping his head in respect, with a slight growl in his voice that was always there.