Lune (SEMI-LIT PACK RP) (Discussion)

[chase.]

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'what doesn't kill me better start running..
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Chase ○ fae ○ three

name Chase
nickname[s] n/a
gender female
age three
rank lower ranked hunter
wanted rank //\\
pack yes
orientation heterosexual
scent light lavender
dob twenty first november

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ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
height tall
weight light - medium
build lean, agile
eyes hazel green
scars underbelly
fur black
distinct feature eyes
ｂａｓｅ ｔｒａｉｔｓ
main trait loyal
+ traits protective, smart, brave
- traits sarcastic, blunt, irritable
ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ
family deceased
friends Danger [like a brother]
enemies pm me
romantic open
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history
Chase was originally named Raven. She was born to a rogue she-wolf who had been exiled wrongly, after being framed for the murder of their healer. Her mother lost everything the day she was framed, the pack, her home, even her mate turned his back on her. Needless to say she was stuggling to look after Raven and her siblings. Wanting to give them the best chance at life she abandoned them at the edge of a pack's territory - hoping the pack would take them in - which luckily, they did. Raven was now named Chase and her two bothers named storm and grey. Life was going well for one year old Chase and her bothers until they were tracked by a party of hunters..

The beta had been the first to be shot, Chase refusing to leave his side until the alpha had dragged her away from him and forced her to run. The pack got down to the fast-flowing river where some other hunters had been waiting for them on the other side. Many pack members were shot almost spontaneously, she was caught staring at the barell of a gun from across the river, almost mesmerised by the shiny silver. When he fired she didn't have to move and the last thing she saw before falling into the strong river was the body of her brother, storm, laying where she was standing moments ago, a gunshot wound in his side that should have been for her instead.

Chase couldn't look for long as she was hurriedly swept away by the river, heading down the mountain. Chase's body was bashed against the rocks of the current and knocked unconscious, waking up only hours later to realise that she had been swept up onto the muddy river bank. She remained still for a few hours - her body too tired and battered to move before she finally picked up the strength to keep going, not looking back.


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personality
Chase, is quite an introvert in some sense, she can be quite defensive about her pack and incredibly cold and aggressive towards those she does not know. Chase is definitely blunt, and honest when you need it, - and when you don't need it. Despite being cold and stubborn she is very brave and would die for those she is loyal to.

❝I wanna start by letting you know this
Because of you my life has a purpose
You helped me be who i am today
I see myself in every word you say
Sometimes it feels like nobody gets me
Trapped in a world where everyone hates me
There's so much that I'm going through
I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you῿”

[chase.]

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'Don't make me say it twice.'

Axel ○ brute ○ four and a half years

name Axel
nickname[s] n/a
gender male
age four and a half years
rank higher ranked hunter
wanted rank //
pack yes
orientation heterosexual
scent mint
dob twenty second of november

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ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
height tall
weight medium - heavy
build strong, muscular
eyes hazel
scars nothing major
fur various greys
distinct features size
ｂａｓｅ ｔｒａｉｔｓ
main trait protective
+ traits bold, kind, selfless, trustworthy
- traits over-protective, questioning, blunt
ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ
family n/a
friends Chase, Danger [good friends]
enemies pm me
romantic open
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history
Axel was born into a somewhat easy going pack, he was the alphas first son and it seems to show with his personality. He had quite an easy upbringing, despite being the only surviving pup he was too busy learning how to be the next alpha to worry about messing around. Though once he turned three a horrible sickness spread throughout the pack like a wildfire..

The sickness seemed harmless enough at first, only a couple of wolves just coughing occasionally but as time progressed they got worse. Despite many efforts by the alpha to contain it, he too became sick. The once thriving pack was now down to the alpha, a handful of hunters, the beta female, and Axel.

Axel sat by his father as he died, his lasts words to Axel telling him to run, get away from the sickness. Axel firstly refused stating that an alpha would never abandon his own pack, but the others who were still alive although slowly succumbing to the sickness drove him out. It broke all of their hearts to have to do such a thing but they wanted to give who was meant to be their furture alpha a chance, it would be the only way.

Axel left, claiming that he didn't deserve to be called an alpha's son and he truely believes he could have done something to save his pack. Now he has buried that in the past, refusing to speak of it to anyone whose name isn't danger or chase. Axel has now settled into his role of a warrior and has no plans on going anywhere.
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personality
Axel is a bold character, refusing to let anything get in his way. He does what he believes is best for those around him and not just himself, making him quite a selfless character. The warrior is also true to his word, never breaking a promise and being quite a reliable person to spill secrets to. He doesn't judge anyone based on their past and instead looks to who they have become and who they are now. Despite all this qualities he still can be very blunt, and sometimes too honest in his opinion. Axel is also quite questioning, it takes a lot of earn his trust and he will often keep away from you until he knows that you can be trusted so don't take it personality if he hasn't warmed up to you yet.

῿‏“I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead! Long live the king! ῿”

[chase.]

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'vicious? nah, baby I'm dangerous.'

danger ○ brute ○ four and a half

name danger
nickname[s] n/a
gender male
age four and a half
rank lower ranked hunter
wanted rank //\\
pack yes
orientation heterosexual
scent light smoke
dob fourth august

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ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
height tall
weight heavy
build fit, muscular
eyes pale green
scars many
fur grey, cream & tinted red
distinct feature size
ｂａｓｅ ｔｒａｉｔｓ
main trait intellegent
+ traitsintellegent, patient, bold, strong
- traits stubborn, defensive, aggresive, cold
ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ
family deceased
friends chase [like a sister]
enemies pm me
romantic open
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history
Danger grew up a rogue, taken off his mother at ten weeks old he was raised by his father who had something against packs. Danger never understood his hatred but never questioned him, he was taught not to ask questions or answer back. His father taught him how to fight, how to be merciless, how to block out any emotion he had. Danger didn't know any better and listened to his father's words, believing them as true. He never questioned his father's motives until he turned two after watching his father ambush a two wolf patrol, which Danger was meant to help him with.

Danger did get involved, but not on his father's side. He charge head first at his father, his bulky build quite easily knocking the older wolf down. The older canine put up a good fight but Danger was stronger, killing his father in cold blood. Danger fled the scene as the patrol ran back to get their alpha, instead turning to find a pack.


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personality
Danger can appear to be cold and ruthless, but that's the only thing he's known. He was taught to be a merciless brute but is trying his hardest to change his ways although the oldest habits are the hardest to break. Danger's loyalty to the pack is unquestionable and he is loyal to the end for those he cares for.

❝῿I can't escape this place
So many times I've tried
But I'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one would ever change this animal I have become
And help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal, this animal)῿”

[sockwearer]

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'what doesn't kill me better start running..
.'

Chase ○ fae ○ three

name Chase
nickname[s] n/a
gender female
age three
rank hunter
wanted rank //\\
pack yes
orientation heterosexual
scent light lavender
dob twenty first november

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ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
height tall
weight light - medium
build lean, agile
eyes hazel green
scars underbelly
fur black
distinct feature eyes
ｂａｓｅ ｔｒａｉｔｓ
main trait loyal
+ traits protective, smart, brave
- traits sarcastic, blunt, irritable
ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ
family deceased
friends Danger [like a brother]
enemies pm me
romantic open
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history
Chase was originally named Raven. She was born to a rogue she-wolf who had been exiled wrongly, after being framed for the murder of their healer. Her mother lost everything the day she was framed, the pack, her home, even her mate turned his back on her. Needless to say she was stuggling to look after Raven and her siblings. Wanting to give them the best chance at life she abandoned them at the edge of a pack's territory - hoping the pack would take them in - which luckily, they did. Raven was now named Chase and her two bothers named storm and grey. Life was going well for one year old Chase and her bothers until they were tracked by a party of hunters..

The beta had been the first to be shot, Chase refusing to leave his side until the alpha had dragged her away from him and forced her to run. The pack got down to the fast-flowing river where some other hunters had been waiting for them on the other side. Many pack members were shot almost spontaneously, she was caught staring at the barell of a gun from across the river, almost mesmerised by the shiny silver. When he fired she didn't have to move and the last thing she saw before falling into the strong river was the body of her brother, storm, laying where she was standing moments ago, a gunshot wound in his side that should have been for her instead.

Chase couldn't look for long as she was hurriedly swept away by the river, heading down the mountain. Chase's body was bashed against the rocks of the current and knocked unconscious, waking up only hours later to realise that she had been swept up onto the muddy river bank. She remained still for a few hours - her body too tired and battered to move before she finally picked up the strength to keep going, not looking back.


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personality
Chase, is quite an introvert in some sense, she can be quite defensive about her pack and incredibly cold and aggressive towards those she does not know. Chase is definitely blunt, and honest when you need it, - and when you don't need it. Despite being cold and stubborn she is very brave and would die for those she is loyal to.

❝I wanna start by letting you know this
Because of you my life has a purpose
You helped me be who i am today
I see myself in every word you say
Sometimes it feels like nobody gets me
Trapped in a world where everyone hates me
There's so much that I'm going through
I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you῿”

Low ranked hunter or high ranked hunter? Please clarify.

[sockwearer]

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'Don't make me say it twice.'

Axel ○ brute ○ four and a half years

name Axel
nickname[s] n/a
gender male
age four and a half years
rank hunter
wanted rank //
pack yes
orientation heterosexual
scent mint
dob twenty second of november

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ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
height tall
weight medium - heavy
build strong, muscular
eyes hazel
scars nothing major
fur various greys
distinct features size
ｂａｓｅ ｔｒａｉｔｓ
main trait protective
+ traits bold, kind, selfless, trustworthy
- traits over-protective, questioning, blunt
ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ
family n/a
friends Chase, Danger [good friends]
enemies pm me
romantic open
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history
Axel was born into a somewhat easy going pack, he was the alphas first son and it seems to show with his personality. He had quite an easy upbringing, despite being the only surviving pup he was too busy learning how to be the next alpha to worry about messing around. Though once he turned three a horrible sickness spread throughout the pack like a wildfire..

The sickness seemed harmless enough at first, only a couple of wolves just coughing occasionally but as time progressed they got worse. Despite many efforts by the alpha to contain it, he too became sick. The once thriving pack was now down to the alpha, a handful of hunters, the beta female, and Axel.

Axel sat by his father as he died, his lasts words to Axel telling him to run, get away from the sickness. Axel firstly refused stating that an alpha would never abandon his own pack, but the others who were still alive although slowly succumbing to the sickness drove him out. It broke all of their hearts to have to do such a thing but they wanted to give who was meant to be their furture alpha a chance, it would be the only way.

Axel left, claiming that he didn't deserve to be called an alpha's son and he truely believes he could have done something to save his pack. Now he has buried that in the past, refusing to speak of it to anyone whose name isn't danger or chase. Axel has now settled into his role of a warrior and has no plans on going anywhere.
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personality
Axel is a bold character, refusing to let anything get in his way. He does what he believes is best for those around him and not just himself, making him quite a selfless character. The warrior is also true to his word, never breaking a promise and being quite a reliable person to spill secrets to. He doesn't judge anyone based on their past and instead looks to who they have become and who they are now. Despite all this qualities he still can be very blunt, and sometimes too honest in his opinion. Axel is also quite questioning, it takes a lot of earn his trust and he will often keep away from you until he knows that you can be trusted so don't take it personality if he hasn't warmed up to you yet.

῿‏“I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead! Long live the king! ῿”

Please clarify whether he's a high-ranked hunter or a low-ranked hunter.

[sockwearer]

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'vicious? nah, baby I'm dangerous.'

danger ○ brute ○ four and a half

name danger
nickname[s] n/a
gender male
age four and a half
rank hunter
wanted rank //\\
pack yes
orientation heterosexual
scent light smoke
dob fourth august

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ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
height tall
weight heavy
build fit, muscular
eyes pale green
scars many
fur grey, cream & tinted red
distinct feature size
ｂａｓｅ ｔｒａｉｔｓ
main trait intellegent
+ traitsintellegent, patient, bold, strong
- traits stubborn, defensive, aggresive, cold
ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ
family deceased
friends chase [like a sister]
enemies pm me
romantic open
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history
Danger grew up a rogue, taken off his mother at ten weeks old he was raised by his father who had something against packs. Danger never understood his hatred but never questioned him, he was taught not to ask questions or answer back. His father taught him how to fight, how to be merciless, how to block out any emotion he had. Danger didn't know any better and listened to his father's words, believing them as true. He never questioned his father's motives until he turned two after watching his father ambush a two wolf patrol, which Danger was meant to help him with.

Danger did get involved, but not on his father's side. He charge head first at his father, his bulky build quite easily knocking the older wolf down. The older canine put up a good fight but Danger was stronger, killing his father in cold blood. Danger fled the scene as the patrol ran back to get their alpha, instead turning to find a pack.


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personality
Danger can appear to be cold and ruthless, but that's the only thing he's known. He was taught to be a merciless brute but is trying his hardest to change his ways although the oldest habits are the hardest to break. Danger's loyalty to the pack is unquestionable and he is loyal to the end for those he cares for.

❝῿I can't escape this place
So many times I've tried
But I'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one would ever change this animal I have become
And help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal, this animal)῿”

Once again, please clarify whether a high-ranked hunter or a low-ranked hunter! <:

[chase.]

// ahh sorry about that - any chance you could put Axel as a high ranked hunter and the others low ranked c:

[sockwearer]

viewtopic.php?f=65&t=3748086
Here is the RP thread!
I will add it to the front page as well.

[sockwearer]

// ahh sorry about that - any chance you could put Axel as a high ranked hunter and the others low ranked c:

Of course!

[chase.]

if you don't mind me asking,

Are you making the starting post or can we just post whenever? c: