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

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[Accepted. ^^; But guys, Im putting a notice on the board in a sec. Please look soon. ]

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((Thanks! Where may I start?))

[amato]

[The pack's 'camp', please. c: ]

-- Will post with Obi + Kenon soon --

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((Yes ma'm :3 ))

Lockheart began to slowly awaken, his eyes droopy and tired. He hated mornings, they simply annoyed him. The sun was a bother all the time, it hurt his left eye and made him irritable. Finally deciding that waking up was inevitable, he groaned and got to his feet, shaking out his ebony fur and streatching for a long moment. Once he was done with that, he sat down and closed his eyes, preparing his mind for the day. My name is Lockheart, I come from a pack in the East, my mother and father hate me, my old Alpha almost killed me, I fought my way through the forest, I found my way here, I'm happy now. He did this little execsize every morning, because previous Alpha had sent a nasty blow to his head, giving him a few thought problems. At times his thoughts became fuzzy, or he forgot where he was. Opening his brillent blue eyes, he stepped out into the sunlight and trotted towards camp, a slight smile on his muzzle. Once there, he looked around for someone to chat with, feeling the need to get out of the little haze of his mind.

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{{All finished. Let me know if I need to change anything. For example, make Elondra originally a pack wolf. Didn't see that notice until after the fact.}}

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[Thanks so much, Sligtlysarcastic. ^^ Feel free to start. The Alpha is checking Den by den, ^^]

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----------------------------------------Obi ✖ Shaman------------

What a cheap perfume. I hate this room. So testify. But I still tried, and you need that stamp. Little handshake tramp. And you hit me more. And my face is still sore. Sorry but I tried, It was never mine, and I can still pretend. I guess it all depends. I'm still a little crazy all the time. But I still try to hide it. That's still mine.

••••• A small itchy sneeze exploded from Obi's lungs, and shot out his small black nose. His fur expelled in waves of ruffles, while his eyes watered. Radiant green eyes gazed from out of the deep-set den. Obi's den was dug into the roots of a tree, while tall flat rocks covered it's base. It kept sturdy during hard storms of all sorts... blizzards, hard pelting rain, anything.

••••• A light orange and grey shaded head bobbed up from the dark depth of the tree-den. Obi came nose to nose with a white, and dusty colored male, his shoulders set wide and his body masculine. "Hideki." Obi murmured, saying the leader's name with a low toned voice. Then a small smile smeared against the Shaman's face. The alpha gave a warm smile back, and ducked away. Obi lowered his head in a respectful dip as the leader turned, knowing if he didn't see it anyways, he still respected him.

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Mystika ~ Hunter

A pair of sleek, gray jaws parted as a loud, wide yawn erupted from the creature. The gray wolf rolled lazily onto her stomach, peering out from the darkness of the den into the bright of day. She pushed her rump into the air, stretching her back as yet another yawn escaped her dark jaws. Her pale gray-blue eyes darted back and forth, taking in her surroundings, moving just as fast as her thoughts flitted from one to another.

Mystika rose to her full height, shaking out her muscles and loosening up her fur, all stiff from sleep. I wonder if I can go out to hunt, she thought at the rumble of her empty stomach. It's getting chilly now, winter must be around the corner. That breeze feels good. I sure am glad for all of this fur I have...Her thoughts swung here and there and everywhere, a firm thought never fully established before another took it's place.

Elondra ~ Outsider

Red brown and still, a mound sat in the light covering of snow, barely discernable as anything but a rock. The breeze started up again, and the mound moved, ever so slightly, the texture disturbed by the displaced air. Slowly, the thing unwound, revealing legs, a long tail, large ears and an elongated muzzle. The ribs were still slightly visible through the pelt of this wolf, the skin shifting over the outlines of the bones as the wolf stretched and rose to its feet.

Elondra's golden eyes looked to the left and right, taking in her surroundings. It was a welcome feeling to awaken to a stomach that did not growl in protest of days without food, not have to check over her shoulder for a death threat every other second. She blinked once, twice, gaze scanning the horizon. Then, head down, the wolf walked slowly back into the camp of her newfound pack.