The Lost Packs (Wolf RP).:Accepting! Need Male Characters!:.

[tide.]

(Anyone want to create a wolf that can be part of a prophecy? I would prefer that the wolf's name has a meaning of some sort.)

{Lupa means moon, if I'm right. :3}

(Lupa means she-wolf.)

{Woah o_O Sorry 'bout that xD}

[dearly beloved]

((Recap?))

[TheTravelingWriter]

(Not much is going on. The wolves are mostly talking to each other and I'm about to kick-off the plot. Anyone want to role-play with Altair and help start the plot?)

[MacabreSmile]

(*raises hand*)

[TheTravelingWriter]

(Alright.)

Altair found himself trotting to the borders, as if he were in a trance of some sort. The sun was still up but the clouds blocked out the warmth, causing a shiver to run up the alpha's spine. He wasn't sure what was at the border but he knew he should go to the border for some reason... Maybe an attack of some sort?

[MacabreSmile]

Desiel smelt Altair and her ears perked up. Someone else? She thought. Following the scent she saw Altair.

[TheTravelingWriter]

If Altair had picked up Desiel's scent on the wind, he didn't offer any signs of it. His gaze was blank, empty to put it, as he stared out across the territory. There was something wrong about this day...

[MacabreSmile]

"Hello?" Desiel called out to Altair. "Who are you?" She crept closer to him, almost coming right beside him.

[TheTravelingWriter]

Altair almost jumped at the she-wolf's voice. He soon turned to face the she-wolf, dark eyes still blank. "Altair, Alpha male of the Terra pack," he answered, acting as if his introduction wasn't something new.

[MacabreSmile]

Desiel looked at him curiously. The blank look in his eyes made her wonder whether or not he was okay. "Desiel" she said to him "Top fighter of the Aero Pack" she said, her voice cautious.