More Than Life Itself (Wolf Romance) Accepting!

[mistwolf3]

((ooc:Thank you. One more person, then we can start ))

[Chris Farley #1 fan]

(( ok and I pmed you the code and what it looks like))

[mistwolf3]

((I like it! Good job!))

[Chris Farley #1 fan]

((Thanks))

[Laughing Llamas]

Name: Tanaka
Age: 3 years
Gender: Male
Original Pack:(Mirror Lake or Shadow Ridge) Shadow Ridge
Rank: Warrior
Looks: http://media.photobucket.com/image/anim ... .jpg?o=155
Family: ((If it's okay, can he be the brother of the warring Shadow Ridge son?))
Crush: Akiva
Mate: None
Pups: None
History:(Optional) Will RP out.
Other: More Than Life Itself (Wolf Romance)

[mistwolf3]

((ooc:Accepted! We can start now, in case anyone wants to start))

[Devorah]

(( Could you give us the setting, etc?))

[Laughing Llamas]

Tanaka sighed, walking around the camp. He wished his brother wouldn't rebel at peace so much. But he had mixed feelings about ending the war as well. He'd been born into war, so the quiet was seriously getting to him. The only action in the pack was when they hunted....and well....that got boring after a while.

[Devorah]

Akiva knew she should be doing something productive; everyone else seemed to be. That was why the camp was unusually quiet. Or, perhaps, it was quiet because it was the calm before the storm. Ah, no matter. She was content to enjoy whatever peace she could get. The dark she-wolf was lounging in a corner of the combined packs' camp, letting her pelt soak in the sun. They would need to hunt soon, and Akiva's thought wandered to all the various prey and where they lived.

[mistwolf3]

((oc: Okay. Setting: It's early spring right now, so its still cool in the mornings, and cold at night, but everything is starting to turn green again: the leaves are starting to come back, and the grass is returning, flowers are blooming, the clouds of winter are clearing. The pack lives in a clearing in the center of a forest. A little creak runs nearby, but if you follow it, it turns into a fast running river. The wolfs' clearing in many rocks with crevices perfect for dens for the alphas and betas, and mothers. Other wolves are welcome to sleep where they wish. Hunting typically happens in the forests))

bic:
The morning sun filtered through the rocks that lined the top of the den that two wolves lay in. One wolf, a large grey and black male, blinked as the sun hit his eyes. He took a deep breath, beginning to awake. He lifted his head, opening his eyes slowly. He yawned and shook his head, clearing the sleep from it before glancing down. What he saw made him sigh in annoyance. A smaller, young white female with a long grey stripe down her back and one brown paw was curled up against him, sleeping comfortably. She didn't even stir when he said her name.
"Anay!" he barked. The white female stirred a little and opened her eyes. They glitered amber, a contrast to the black wolf's dark brown ones. His eyes were the thing that had given him the name "Dark Eyes".
"Anay!" he barked again. She came-to and looked innocently up at him.
"Good morning," she said, smiling. Dark Eyes bristled with annoyance. She was playing with him.
"You aren't supposed to be in here!" he said. She looked confused, but he saw straight through it.
"No, don't give me that," he said. "You're a year old now. YOu need to go and find your on place to sleep. You're too old to sleep with me in here now."
"But I was lonely..." she said, Dark Eyes shook his head.
"I don't care. Get out of here. Out. Now." He shoved the young wolf out and they walked into teh sunlight. Already there were other wolves outside. They walked out and Dark Eyes looked at the white wolf.
"No more," he said. "You stay out of my den from now on. You're not a puppy anymore."