For roleplaying regular/real-world species with real-world limitations, e.g. cats, dogs, wolves, lions, bears.
by Strangeness » Sat Oct 08, 2011 3:15 pm

Long ago in a place we now call North America; there lived a pack of strong timber wolves. They were strong and feared by many other packs because of their warrior like personalities. The Alphas had a litter of pups, but sickness, and predators had taken all but the two strongest pups named Kodak and Skylar. Kodak was much more popular and handsome than his brother and he flourished! As Kodak matured, he became much more muscular, more agile, and quite a bit wittier by the day. Because of his personality and great strength, Kodak was supposed to become the Alpha wolf after his father resigned the important position. But right before the ceremony, Kodak’s brother Skylar, the seemingly weaker and chunkier wolf, challenged his brother for he hated Kodak to the bitter end. Quickly the fight escalated into something no one ever thought, Skylar won! Even his father was surprised by this turn of events. Skylar, being cold hearted and evil from always being the under wolf, kicked Kodak out of the pack minute he got his rank without remorse. Kodak, obviously outraged by this, swore his vengeance on his brother and stormed off into the deep dark forest. Now you are chilled to the bone, so tired you think you might collapse, and starved of food and water. All you want right now is a place to sleep and a pack to keep you company. Suddenly before you, a cluster of underbrush rustles, you freeze, what if it’s a bear? you think as you fear for the worst. Instead of a bear you see a handsome slate colored wolf with many scars immerge. “Hello there, I am Kodak do you want to join my pack?” He asks his hard hazel eyes flashing. You, needing many things, nod. You can tell this will be a wild ride!

All of Kodak’s territory revolves around Crystal like in the GreySky Mountains in Northwest Montana. His pack is protected by law and no wolf hunting is allowed in the park at all. In the middle of Kodak’s pretty but rocky territory is a beautiful clear lake; the wolves call Crystal Lake formed by glaciers long ago. Thick forest made up of oak, spruce, maple, and various pine trees, with some clearings surrounding the lake. You can find many animals in and around the forests. On the other side of the ridge are the rich valleys with the fields were deer and elk like to graze. Above the lake on a rocky shelf are the dens were the pack may sleep if they wish. To look out upon the territory is Kodak’s lookout boulder. Only the Alpha and Beta positions are aloud onto the great stone. All of Kodak’s territory is based on a mountain so the weather changes randomly, and sometimes the weather can be harsh.
R U L E S
Everyone hates them, all good role-plays need them
- Tess's Rules Apply.
- Try to keep the genders even.
- Keep the fur colors realistic. I don't care about eye color.
- Do not kill/mate another wolf without their permission.
- Do not have your own two wolves’ love/crush on each other.
- Every wolf has flaws. So no Mary/Gary sues or as some people call it God Modding
- Have respect for other people. Do something nice, you get something nice back.
- There is no limit to your number of wolves, but you have to keep them all active
- Do not come to this RP if you are not a wolf. NO OTHER SPEICES ALOUD!
- Alphas and Healers; please be active.
- Do not imposter anyone, such as the Alpha.
- You may not have more than one mate at a time. If your first mate dies, you may get a new one.
- Don't go over 4 pups in a litter, but adopting is fine.
- Please post at least 3 LINES not sentences! But occasional Writers block is ok.
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by Strangeness » Sat Oct 08, 2011 3:26 pm
Our Pack There are currently: 5 Female, 3 Male~Just a Note~
WHITE WOLVES CANNOT BE HUNTERS!
The prey would spot them and its just not realistic. Also there can only be 2 lead hunters and Lead fighters. I may allow 2 healers but I'm not sure about that yet.Alpha Male
Kodak
|Male|
|Played by Snowconeninja|
Alpha Female
Win Kodak’s heart
Beta Male
Will be appointed by Kodak don't put this as rank
Beta Female
Will be appointed by Kodak don't put this as rank
Healer
Luna
|Female|
|Played By Swiftkillwolf|
Lead Fighters
Talon
|Male|
|Played By Spotted Fawn|
Fighters
Tahlia
|Female|
|Played By ~Sun&Moon~|
Argo
|Male|
|Played by PinkSpaniel |
Lead Hunter
Hunters
Bird
|Female|
|Played By Spotted Fawn|
Ryland
|Male|
|Played By ~Sun&Moon~|
Pups
Omegas
Quest
|Female|
|Played By Snowconeninja|
Rouge/Lone Wolves
Death
|Female|
|Played by Tornadofan2|
♥Crushes♥
Quest has a crush on Talon
Mates.
Family
Talon and Bird are brother and sister
Tahlia and Ryland are brother and sister~Forms~
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by Strangeness » Sat Oct 08, 2011 3:52 pm
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Username:
Snowconeninja
Name:
Kodak
Age:
4 years of age
Gender:
Male
Rank:
Alpha
Description:
Kodak is a quite large and very muscular wolf. Kodak is slightly taller than the average grey wolf, so he has to look down to talk to most.... Kodak is tall for a grey wolf, bringing himself to stand as tall as the average mained wolf at around 43" making him look down to talk to most. Usually his rather large size intimidates other wolves from the start. His size contributes to his muscular build. His large narrow muzzle is tipped with a jet black nose that screams I am Alpha. He has long muscular legs and large furry paws, perfect for changing mountain temperature and weather. A long thickly furred tail reaches down to his paws, barely missing the ground. Under uncurled lips, his sharp white canines are almost 2 inches long, and when barred, can make any warrior slink back into the shadows. His fur is mostly a very dark grey at the top and fades into a cream like color underbelly. Kodak’s fur is rather thick and fluffy, which in turn, makes him look even larger. Kodak’s fur is quite soft for a wolf; it feels similar to a duck’s outer feathers Kodak is covered in scars from his past and many fights he has been in because of his fiery temper. One scar that stands out the most is a large bite mark on Kodak’s neck he got from the fight with his brother. Kodak has large hard eyes that are a greenish grey in color. Like his pelt, his eyes fade from one color to the next His piercing green-grey eyes are fierce enough to send chills down any wolf's spine. All in all Kodak is a quite handsome wolf to most.
Personality:
Kodak is usually not the friendliest wolf you could meet. He is kind of like bitter-sweet chocolate. At some points he is bitter to all, while other times he is actually quite caring. He has this horribly short and fiery temper that always gets him into many fights with what he calls “unworthy opponents.” He likes to be alone but he will talk to others because he is the alpha. Kodak hardly ever grins, but he has this evil looking smirk he always uses if you somehow get him out of his ever present bad mood. Because he is male he loves the company of she-wolves and if left alone with one may turn into a semi-sweet flirt. To Kodak’s pack he will defend them at all costs, even if that means ending his life.
History:
Kodak was born two a pair of loners who tried to start a pack. Sadly there plan did not work out because his father left for another female while his mother was pregnant with him and his litter mates at the time. Kodak’s mother who he never knew the name of was a beautiful wolf. Her pure black pelt was as dark as a new moon sky. Her eyes were like mossy orbs formed into beautiful and stunning eyes. Sadly when Kodak’s litter was born some of his pack mates were ill with a common contagious disease unknown to the human mind witch affected the pup’s nerves in its brain. Kodak’s dear mother knew this however and was forced to leave those few deformed pups for dead to keep the others alive. Sickness, deformities of the brain or heart, and coldness of the early spring took all the rest of Kodak’s littermates and he was left with hi poor mother. Kodak’s mother knew that a loner life would form a very cruel and hard wolf, so although it broke her heart, she had to find a new life for her only surviving pup. She picked up Kodak by the scruff of his dark grey coat and brought Kodak to the edge of a well-known wolf pack’s territory.
Kodak’s mother grew up with the alpha female and kept in touch with her. She had known that the alphess lost all but one of her pups just like she had. So that night she met her in the woods. The alphess was named Mira and she was a kind and loving soul. She had the markings of a regular grey wolf and unusually vivid green eyes that sparkled in the light. When Kodak’s mother met Mira in the woods she fell in love with Kodak the second she met him. From such a young age Mira knew he would be a fighter, one who would never give up and fight the fight until it was impossible to go on. Kodak’s mother asked Mira to take her pup because she feared she would lose him if she kept the small pup with her as a loner. Mira understood her dilemma and accepted the small pup. Mira told his mother that she would ask her husband and she would come back later with the answer if she could keep him. Kodak’s mother knew from that point on that her son would survive even if all odds were ageist Kodak.
When Mira first asked her husband, Dimascus, If she could keep the pup he said no. he explained that the pack may revolt and attack her and her adopted pup. But Mira was not discouraged by this, she explained that Kodak was a fighter and his aura screamed survivor. The wolf pack was surrounded by psy-powers and spirits of the forest, so Dimascus had to accept the poor pup. Mira was overjoyed by this and rushed back to where she was going to meet Kodak’s mother. When she got there she found the two sleeping and quickly woke his mother and told her the wonderful news. She smiled and picked up her handsome sleeping pup. “Take care now and give him this.” She said as she gave Mira a necklace consisting of twine and a few hawk and raven feathers attached into the string. She took one last look at Kodak and slinked back into the shadows. That was the last Mira ever knew of her.
Mira’s only pup Skylar, a brownish wolf with sly brown eyes, was a week older than Kodak but Kodak was always the stronger one. The whole time they were together they always fought to be on top; usually Kodak was the one on top. As Kodak matured, he became much more muscular, more agile, and quite a bit wittier by the day. Skylar on the other hand, was always quieter and weaker than his adopted brother. Because of Kodak’s personality and great strength, Kodak was supposed to become the Alpha wolf after his father resigned the important position. But right before the ceremony, Skylar challenged his brother for he hated Kodak to the bitter end. The wolf pack didn’t really like Skylar for he was arrogant, ruthless and always picked on the lower ranks. He was one who would kill any pups that were in his on sight. Quickly the fight escalated into something no one ever thought, after the endless snarling, biting, growling, and clawing the fight came to a surprising end. Somehow Skylar won the gruesome fight! Even his father was surprised by this turn of events. Skylar, being cold hearted and evil from always being the under wolf, kicked Kodak out of the pack minute he got his rank without remorse for the battered and bloodied wolf.
Kodak never forgave himself for his loss and attempted to commit suicide. He limped to the waterfall were he frequently looked over wanting to know how it felt to jump off the tall and dangerous cliff. Just before he jumped he saw a shadow. But it wasn’t a shadow, it was an aged Black wolf, her coat was as dark as a no moon sky, her eyes the color of two mossy stones. She walked up to Kodak and put a string of twine with a cluster of brown and black feathers on it. She never said a word but Kodak instantly relised what would happen if he jumped and he stopped what he was doing. He revised what he was about to do. Then it came to him, instead of being an omega in the situation and beating himself up, he had to become the alpha and take charge of all situations. He tried to find the black wolf to thank her but he never found her, all he found was a tuft of black fur were she was standing.
Crush(s):
None at the moment
Mate:
None
Kin:
None present
Pups?:
no but wants some
Other:
naw
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by profilegone » Sat Oct 08, 2011 3:56 pm
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Username: IWillSlapYouSoHard (call me Ess)
Name: Lithera
Age: Two years of age.
Gender: Female
Desired Rank: Lead fighter, or fighter. Either will suffice.
Description:
Lithera is tall for a female, bringing herself to stand as tall as the average brute at around 34" at the shoulder. Most would think that with extra height came extra strength, but it is quite the other way around. She has a very thin build, but is made purely of muscle. Because of this she is exceptionally swift and agile, but relatively weak. Her narrow muzzle comes out softly tipped with none other than a jet black nose. She has long legs and dainty paws perfectly proportioned to her body, and a plumy tail that reaches just passed her hocks. Her deep chest is very narrow, so her front paws are close together. In fact, when she runs, her forepaws strike the ground, one after the other, in nearly the same spot. Under uncurled lips, her sharp white canines are almost two inches long. Her ebony colored coat is very long and thick, reaching roughly six inches in some places. She is a heat magnet, resulting in her dreading the warmer months. Her fur is also soft as cotton, and shines in the sunlight if it's groomed well. Her solid black coat is darker than a night without stars or a moon, not a hair another color, except the tip of her muzzle which is snow white--a striking contrast to her obsidian coat. Finally, we come to her eyes. Not just her eyes, not just the orbs that she sees with, that helps guide her around. But also her weapons of intimidation. Piercing, cold amber eyes that hide any emotion boiling up behind them are fierce enough to send chills down a wolf's spine, to make their fur stand on end. Lithera is considered to be a stunning she-wolf, although she doesn't know it.
Personality:
Lithera's eyes never betray her. They keep her emotions hidden and others can`t see behind the mask. She is normally a good liar and skilled at keeping things and secrets to herself. She is socially awkward, afraid almost of what others are going to do next, making her feel weird and alert. She is highly distrustful of others, and despite her lack of social skills, she is bold and brave, but reserved and quiet. Her heart has taken blows before, that have made her chest throb and her head spin. Her heart aches in anger and despair and she feels as if the world has turned it's back on her. She feels alone, sick, dark, cold, and she just wants some warmth in her life, even though she won't admit it out loud, not even to herself. She desires to be close to something or someone, to find the security she needs to keep the earthquake in her heart from ripping her to pieces. She is cold and wishes to appear unfeeling, maybe to make others feel uneasy around her because she "wants to be left alone". Even though justice was her original goal and she still tends to believe that, she ends up killing or hurting wolves that get in her way. She may have good looks and seem innocent, but can be a very dark and sinister female. She is a skilled, expertly trained fighter and would never back down from a challenge. If she trusts you she trusts you 100% and if you betray her she'll never trust you again. Lithera isn't a wolf who gives second chances.
History:
Lithera was born to a mother who didn't want anything to do with her and an abusive father. She was an accident, a mistake, as were her other siblings whom were stillborn or died shortly after birth because their mother didn't take care of them. She was the strongest, the oldest pup of the litter who somehow managed to survive. Her parents figured raising one puppy wouldn't be so bad and they would get rid of her as soon as she was weaned. And that's how it was. Her snappy mother often shooed her away when she tried to suckle, and she almost never went a day where she wasn't bruised or bleeding. Finally, they weaned her quite early, and abandoned her on the border of a land that was taken by a different wolf pack in the middle of the night so they wouldn't be caught near the claimed territory. She was alone, confused, and hungry. Not sure why her parents never came back for her. After a couple of hours, she crawled into the shelter of some ferns and sobbed until she fell asleep, to be woken up by a small patrol of wolves. They seemed a bit hostile at first, but quickly figured out what had happened and took her in. They were a large and busy but very caring pack, finding her a foster mother until she was a bit older and began training. She wanted to be a fighter, after all the abuse and neglectfulness and her parents abandoning her, she became a bit vengeful. She wanted to be the best fighter there was.
She graduated early and earned her full rank as a fighter at a rather young age, but she excelled so much at it they felt it wouldn't be fair to make her wait any longer. She was planning to leave and to confront her parents, secretly sneaking out at night, leaving the territory even to find young loners to battle for training. Being about seven months old at this time, she was nearly full grown, and although she lost some fights you had better believe she sent other wolves running for the hills. The pack seemed to notice her lack of sleep and loss of energy, but she refused to tell them what she was up to. She simply said that she was having trouble sleeping because her denmates were too loud, or that it was too hot her crowded. Most of them not believing her, because she had never had this problem before, the alpha sent a couple of guards to sleep around the fighters' den to make sure she wasn't sneaking out. That ended her night practices but it also angered her because she never had any practice fighting. She was always assisting the hunters or the border patrollers to make sure they were safe. One day, she finally slipped off when no one was looking.
Sure, the pack would notice her absence quickly, but she felt that if she didn't keep this up then she'd lose her fighting ability, get a bit rusty. But instead of running into some poor wolf all on it's own, she met a small band of rogues. They said that a member of her current back owed them something, but her packmates were in the way. They made a deal that if she could lure that wolf out of camp to meet them here, then they'd led her join them. Now, why would Lithera want to join a band of rogues? Well she was sick of the same old routine every day, life living with them would be much more exciting. Come the day that she did bring that wolf into the woods, the rogues brutally murdered him instead of speaking like they agreed, then turned on her instead, saying they wouldn't let some mutt join them. She fought them, and of course outnumbered, was left bloodied next to the dead body of her packmate. When the rogues had left, she finally got to her paws, and that's when a patrol found her. Her looking like she had just been in a fight and a dead body at her paws didn't look good. In fact, it looked at if she had killed the wolf herself.
They captured her and brought her back to the alpha, telling them what they found and what they believed. Lithera was too weak to answer, and one would imagine how she pulled off what she did next after losing so much blood. The alpha ordered the wolves to kill her, and she ran for dear life. Thanks to her speed and agility, she managed to stay ahead, but her legs threatened to give out any second. They cornered her at a waterfall. She was ready to die, knowing that if she jumped she would be killed anyways, so she stood and let herself be killed. But when her world turned black, it wasn't because of a fatal bite to the throat, but because she ended up passing out and falling over the edge, into the water. When she awoke, her fur was damp with water, her vision blurred. She blinked her eyes rapidly until she regained her vision and found that a lone male had seen her fall and pulled her out. She had been out for a couple of hours, and admitted to herself that he was quite handsome. He helped take care of her, treated her wounds. They lived together for months, hunting and fighting for their food and shelter. Finally, when Lithera was almost two years old, she confessed that she loved the male, but he didn't feel the same way about her and out of the awkwardness and not being able to talk to each other after that, he dumped her in the pouring rain a couple of nights later. She thought that what they had was special, but that was her mistake. He just wanted to be friends, and he didn't even value her friendship enough to stay with her. So, heartbroken, she fled the land, having run ins with loner and other packs which more often than not ended in a fight. She killed them if she could, and then went on her way, becoming more and more cold with each fight and each day she spent alone.
And then she ended up here.
Crush(s): "I wouldn't even dream of such a thing."
Mate: "Ugh, of course not."
Kin: "Why would you want to know anything about my family?"
Pups?: "None; I'll admit it, I hate children. I'd be happy if I never had any."
Other: No.
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by Little-Chibi » Sun Oct 09, 2011 3:03 am
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Username: swiftkillwolf
Name: Luna
Age: 3 years
Gender: female
Desired Rank: Healer
Description: Luna is a rare white wolf with the softest fur of any wolf but this makes her easy to spot, she has many difficulties sneaking up on prey unless she's downwind of it or in snow. Luna can often be clumsy but kind she is understanding for everyones worries.Luna is a pretty she wolf often dreaming her voice is soft and she likes to sing songs of what she's feeling when she's alone because her mother use to sign her lullabys and it reminds her of her mother. Luna can be overprotective and risks her life for loved ones, she has hazelish yellow eyes.
Personality: calm,clumsy,protective,kind,understanding,fun
History:Luna was raised as a cub by her mother who was a healer and taught her all about the use of berries/herbs and other wolf medicines and also the more brutal parts of being a healer like tearing away infected flesh, Luna's dad would aways hunt and return with his jaws full, she had no pack just family.
One night when she was still just a pup the rain fell like fire from the sky at an incredable speed, thunder raked its claws into the sky making her heart pump faster, Luna's breathe was ice as she rapidly tryed to calm herself, the rain hammered on the den like angry wolfs trying to get at her, she let out long wavering howls for her family but they never came. Luna heard the harsh grunt of a bear then it let out a terrifying roar shaking the den, its 2 burning amber eyes peered into the den and she winced at she noticed the blood that was smeared around its jaws, it turned around 2 big to fit into the den, Luna was too young then to understand what had happened. From then on she raised herself learning the hard ways of life. Life as a loner... but now she's found this pack hoping it will be her new home
Crush(es):none yet
Mate:impress her
Kin:none that she knows of
Pups?:none
Other:She trys to read the clouds and stars to see if a message is in them
(sorry for any typos) This is the sort of song she would sing/howl it and thats kinda like her voice
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=690Fa5ERNxM
Chip the glasses and crack the plates!
Blunt the knives and bend the forks!
That's what Bilbo Baggins hates
Smash the bottles and
burn the corks!
Cut the cloth
and tread on the fat!
Pour the milk on the pantry floor!
Leave the bones on the bedroom mat!
Splash the wine on every door!
Dump the crocks in a boiling bowl:
Pound them up with a thumping pole.
And when you've finished if any are whole,
send them down the hall to roll!
That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!
So carefully!
Carefully with the plates! ~J.R.R Tolkien (The Hobbit)
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