Y o u n g [Semi-Lit Wolf Roleplay] A c c e p t i n g

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Username: BeL0VED
Name: Lytel
Gender: Female
Age: A Year and 11 Months.
Rank: Yearling
Mate: None.
Pups: None.
History: Being the only fae out of her litter, Lytel was brought up around brute pups. Her parents chose to be "normal" pack members, enjoying life as it is. While she stayed closer to her Mother and Provider, her siblings always caused much trouble to the pack, darting out of the nursery den at the sight of their first snow, or to see the wonders of the green summer leaves. Though they caused so much mischief, who could possibly dislike these golden brown fur balls? Who would of known what would happen to them? On the day they were brought up to be Yearlings, the 3 mischievous brutes as well as including the quiet Lytel, went out for their first hunting. The boys wanting to be praised by their fellow pack members decided to go for something.. bigger. Lytel still remembers that day.. the day that her siblings were discussing how they were going to catch a Caribou or even an Elk! Ignoring her brothers' gleam in their eyes, she continued to search for a plump rabbit in the brown crispy leaves of Fall. Like they were suppose to. Not much longer, her eyes were filled with pride as she carried the plump honey rabbit back to the camp. Her ears prickled with the sudden sound not so much far off, and almost dropped the rabbit she was carrying when she recognized it was Tru's yelp. She darted as fast as he can, dropping the prey as she heard another yelp from her littermates. Caribou Herd! Her pelt flattened down to her bones, as she saw the caribou herd dash away, leaving puddles of... blood. Her pelt went up in shivers, her bronze eyes filled with fear. There lay her 3 littermates, furs tangled, scratches and piercings from the sharp caribou antlers. I should of been here for them. grief over flooded her, as well as guilt. With her mind blank, she curled up beside her brothers, she closing her eyes, her fur brushed against the cold pelt of theirs as the dark veil that covered the sky. The next day she was found by the search group sent out by the pack, unable to explain what had happened the night before. The pack was in shock, and her mother even wailed out loud as she demanded her 3 beautiful brutes back from the dead. Ever since than, her parents were over protective of her, as well as pity glances from the other wolves. Lytel had lost something important to her since than... that no one would know about.
Personality:
Instinctive ~ Relating to or prompted by instinct; apparently unconscious or automatic
Known to be very instinctive, Lytel has a inner self that seems to tell her what to do. Like the time when her littermates were killed, she knew something was wrong before she was even there. She usually acts on her insticts more than what she feels inside or common sense. Well. Usually.

Straightforward. ~ Uncomplicated and easy to do or understand
She never likes to "beat around the bush". When she thinks that there is a better way, why not say it out loud? Only time she might not be able to tell someone would be when she receives pity glances from other wolves. She hates when others do that, but bites back not to snap at them. After all, it's not their fault is it?

Stealthy ~ Behaving, done, or made in a cautious and surreptitious manner, so as not to be seen or heard
She would be able to sneak up on someone without knowing. literally. This trait was thought to be passed down from her observing movements of other wolves when she was a pup. Unlike her littermates, she would stay inside the den and just liked to view.

Observant ~ Quick to notice things
She would be the type of wolf that would know how to do things better by observing than actually trying it out by herself. This comes in very useful for a wolf like her, since she rather be waiting for the prey to come to her than stalk after it like a fool. She can also be very.. keen on things.

Though she is very.. weak at fighting, more like clumsy at it unlike when she is hunting or stalking.

Other: Her 3 brother's name would be Tru ; Kalik ; Roma All older than her.
Original: Original Pack Member.


(( I don't know if I like the story that much... and beware.. English isn't my native language nor is it my first x.x;;))

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[amato]

[x3 Both accepted, we may start. Ill put my post soon, just have to get my image ready and stuff. Thanks guys for joining <3]

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{Awesome.
"Mind reading is also an annoying habit many roleplayers have, this means just because some characters know something about someone or something that does not mean your character should automatically know about it." That's soo true. It annoys me so. >\}

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((Oh shoot. didn't see that I had double posted. Sorry about that x.x ))

[amato]

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----------------------------------------Hideki ✖ Alpha-Male------------

. . .S t a r s looking at a planet. W a t c h i n g entropy and P a i n. A n d maybe S t a r t to wonder how The C h a o s in our L i v e s could pass as sane Of a W o r l d beyond my o w n And suddenly the I n f i n i t e and penitent, Begin to look like H o m e.

••••• Vibrant amber eyes creaked to a crevice, and the pupils shrunk and widened a bit as the sunlight settled. The broad white brute raised his eyebrows, watching a light, swirly, gust of snow drift in from the light drizzle of flakes.The chilly wind ruffled Hideki's white fur, making his spine hair rise in goosebumps. Waking from his nap to a chilly day-time, he was glad enough it wasn't pouring snow and followed by a darkened sky. Slowly rising from his curled position, he shook out his distorted fur and let out a stretched. His bones creak in joy, and his body felt quite stretched out apart from the huddled sleep he was not long ago in.

••••• The wide-shouldered male walked from the warm spot he left from sleeping, and the sunlight leaked from the brambles and branches that outlined the roof and edges of his den. Hauling himself up the slightly steep ledge, the pack's camp was in plain view. The ground was emerged in a layer of snow. Not to high for pups to trample, but it was deep enough to cover your paws. Few icicles hung from den roofs, but to small for yearlings' to suck off of. The icicles reminded him when his father used to rule the pack. He taught him the best way to find water during the winter seasons. It was always 'Stick your nose to an icicle. If it sticks by little, dont lick it. Otherwise, consume.

••••• Veering away from his den, other thoughts other then when he was young flooded over him. Such as, if anyone was sick, if a newborn was dead from deformities or cold weather. Or if Obi ran out of his herbs, or something other than wolf is watching him. Hideki's white and shaded black fur rose on end towards the thought, and he stopped dead. Sometimes the alpha believed his self-consciousness, and takes it seriously. Hideki's glinting amber eyes gazed around each den, tree, bush, or rock that he could see with the naked eye while his white furred body was rigid, rock still. Breaking from the awkward trance of being watched, he slowly started off towards the Shaman's den, about to make a round around the pack to check up on everybody.
[Sorry guys, I know I haven't made a form for Hideki, but I'm lazy. Ill make it soon, I'm so sorry. ;3;]

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{{EDIT: All done. :] }}

Username: slightlysarcastic
Name: Elondra
Gender: Female
Age: 6 years, 7 months
Rank: Outsider
Mate: None
Pups: None
History: Elondra is a wolf originally from a pack miles away from this one. When her small pack was destroyed by a group of human hunters, accused of attacking their farms and animals, Elondra was one of three survivors. They stayed together for a while, but the other two eventually died of starvation, weakness, and disease, leaving only Elondra. Finally, when all hope seemed lost, Elondra stumbled across a few wolves from this pack. She went to the Alpha, showing utmost dependence and submission, and was eventually accepted. She understands her current rank as outsider and will do her best to erase any suspicion or doubt the other members have.
Personality: Elondra is a fairly obedient, understanding creature. She will listen and adhere to whatever those of higher rank say, only questioning decisions silently. She is a mainly silent wolf, though she is not withdrawn. She tends to only speak or respond when spoken to. She enjoys company more than she lets on.
Other: I don't think so. I may come up with something to add though.
Original: From a neighboring pack.

Username: slightlysarcastic
Name: Mystika
Gender: Female
Age: 4 years
Rank: Hunter
Mate: None
Pups: None
History: Mystika was born and raised in the pack. Her mother was a scout, with a slight build and a drak grey coat. Her father was a loner, accepted into the pack after nearly two years of trying. He worked his way up to a warrior status, where he finally was able to catch and hold the attention and affections of her mother. When her father was suddenly demoted to Omega for an unknown crime, she began to act out. It was never anything major, but enough. When Mystika turned two, she decided to try out to become a Hunter, since her father's strength and agility and mother's slender stature made her the idela candidate.. At this time, her father was also Outcasted. Her mother, so attached to her father she was, left the pack with him. Mystika knows nothing of how they are, and secretly, she does not want to know.
Personality: Mystika is a trouble maker at heart, though one would never know it at first glance. She often will talk a good game, only to try and not be as good at something as she says. She is a quick learner and a good listener, if something can catch and hold her fleeting attention. She almost has the wolf version of an attention disorder. Though it is not reflected in her words, her thoughts are all over, all of the time. Though this helps her in being able to take in all of her surroundings at once when hunting, it can prove a challenging trait to have when socializing. She can be somewhat cold hearted at times, and if you are just now meeting her, but this is simply a front she puts on due to her parents' departures. Inside, she is a complete and total "softy".
Other: Nothing at the moment,
Original: From the pack.

[gunny's-girl]

Username: Garrisongirl
Name: Durc
Gender: Male
Age: two years
Rank: Omega
Mate: None
Pups: None
History: Was found as the pup of a lone wolf pair who died not long after he was weaned. He somehow managed to beg his way into the pack.
Personality: Durc is generally quite accepting of his place with in the pack, he realises that someone must be omega, and that it was his fate. He prefers it to when he was wondering alone. He is generally quite submissive and almost needs the pain to remind him he has been accepted and that he is part of the pack.
Other: Erm I don't think there's anything else.
Original: Join from wandering as a lone wolf.

Username: Garrisongirl
Name: Desire
Gender: Male
Age: three years
Rank: Warrior
Mate: None
Pups: None
History: He grew up in the pack as pup of another female. He's parents were not Alphas. Has always wanted to be a warrior.
Personality: Desire is loyal to his friends and very trustworthy, he however finds it hard to trust others. He obeys orders of his superiors without question but is quick to challenge those of equal rank. ((i don't mean he will be constantly picking fights.))
Other: Nothing else I don't think.
Original: Yes.

[amato]

[Mmm, Garrisongirl your form is okay. Just make sure to post 3 sentences each time you roleplay. And sligtlysarcastic, I understand your forms are a WIP.]

[ButterflyHandcuff]

Username: ButterflyHandcuffs
Name: Lockheart
Gender: Male
Age: Young adult, 3 years old
Rank: He is very good at healing, so healer if that is allowed.
Mate: (None.
Pups: (None.
History: He comes from a pack in the East, they were all very war-like. He was raised to be mean and terrible, but he tried to see things in a much brighter light. Because of his new out-look, he was banished from the pack, for he was trying to get others to see things his way. The Alpha himself Lockheart sensless, then sent him off into the dark and cruel world. Because of this expreiance, he has a scar that runs down his left eye. He still has function of this eye, but it sometimes acts funny. Sometimes, he has thinking problems as well.
Personality: He is charasmatic, people seem drawn to him right away. He doesn't like to dwell on negtive things, but will if he must. Because of his rough past, he's a hard worker and doesn't complain when is told to get moving. He is a lady's man, always stealing hearts of the she-wolves around him. Because of this, some people think he's a bad guy, but really he's rather kind. He is a heartbreaker as well, moving through she-wolves rather quickly. He is charming and a bit childish, though people tend to enjoy this. Some would say that he is selfish and arrogant, while others would say his is self-assured and confident. He is rather full of himself, but will take the time to get to know others around him.
Other: Nope.
Original: No, he joined.