Snowpack New wolf rp

[➳ hoot]

((Name: Ravyn
Age: Young Adult
rank: Lead Hunter
Looks or picture: Dark black fur and brown eyes
Siblings:
History:
Crush:
Personaltiy: Ravyn likes to be by himself, but enjoys company at times when he is feeling down.
Mate:
Other: Nope c:
Since there are hardly any males, I'll make one c: ))

.:: Ivy - Lead Healer ::.
Ivy sniffed at a herb suspiciously, picking it out of the dirt.

[f o x.]

Zemron walks out of his cave alone as always he sighs "i gess its just another day of tracking down a pack and hoping that they let me join"he sighs he then runs off to look for a pack a gets a sent it's a packs sent "got ya now"he says and runs after the sent suddenly he runs strate in to the clearing in the center of camp he hears some wolves snarling "i am not hera to harm you i want to talk to your alpha.."he says

[➳ hoot]

.:: Ivy - Lead Healer ::.
Ivy heard commotion in camp as she padded into the clearing with herbs hanging limply from her jaws. She crashed into someone who smelt different then the pack wolves. " S-sorry! " she yelped.

[~PhantomImage~]

Alice: she's the one baring her fangs, she stands guard with her hackles high. Her eyes seem to have a light flickering on in them."Who are you?" she snarls.

[f o x.]

he looks at the wolf kindly "thats ok" he smiles then he flicks his head round to face the other wolf "WHO are you !? "he snarles "i have come to talk to the ALPHA not the delta" he growles "now if you don't mind i will talk to her now" he trots off it to the alphas den

[~PhantomImage~]

Alice:"He can argue." she said. "Would you rather me let you walk in here without a reason?" she snapped back in a low growl. It was her past that made her harsher to loners. One walked in when the alpha just accepted him into the pack and the fox heart traitor took the alpha's son and left.

[➳ hoot]

.:: Ivy - Lead Healer ::.
" He was nice wolf " Ivy mumbled dreamily, dropping her newly found herbs in a stack in the Herbs Den.

[mandalorian]

((Name: Ravyn
Age: Young Adult
rank: Lead Hunter
Looks or picture: Dark black fur and brown eyes
Siblings:
History:
Crush:
Personaltiy: Ravyn likes to be by himself, but enjoys company at times when he is feeling down.
Mate:
Other: Nope c:
Since there are hardly any males, I'll make one c: ))

.:: Ivy - Lead Healer ::.
Ivy sniffed at a herb suspiciously, picking it out of the dirt.

(accepted)

[mandalorian]

Snow walked out of her den and looked down at zeckrom

[harlical]

Name: Clyde
Age: Immortal (He's a Fallen Angel)
rank: Guard
Siblings: None
History: Clyde's childhood took place in the city; His mom was a wolf while his dad was a wolf hybrid. His dad left them before he was born, and his mother was taken by the city's animal control when he was a young pup. He never saw her again.

Clyde was an only pup. He grew up in solitude. He was taken by scientists at one point, and the experiment was done in order to find out if it was possible to give a wolf fake wings. Thus, his bronze wings; He escaped about a month after he acquired these wings.

Clyde traveled for a while, turning into a massive, muscular wolf who knew how to choose right from wrong. When he was about 4 years of age, he stepped into the wrong pack's territory; A violent group of which chose gladiator fights to be entertaining. Clyde was taken prisoner, being overpowered simply because he was outnumbered. He was sent into the arena after about a week.

He was supposed to fight. His opponents were younger wolves, most of which where not even full grown. Clyde refused to fight them. So, instead, high ranking wolves in the pack decided to take him down instead. On the contrary; Clyde killed about three of them before his last enemy stepped into the arena. Clyde, bloody and exhausted, didn't stand a chance. The other wolf killed him after a long struggle.

Clyde, of course, was sent to Heaven, but even in paradise there was conflict. Another wolf, Damien, seemed to be fixed on destroying Clyde. After about 2,500 years, Damien murdered someone and set the evidence to point at Clyde as the killer. The gods believed it, and Clyde fell from Heaven, becoming the Fallen Angel he is now.
Crush: None yet
Personaltiy: Quiet and calm. He never shows emotion, and when he does, it's for a very short amount of time. Clyde is not one to express his feelings or give his opinion, instead prefers to say whatever is best no matter what side he may be on. He's not afraid to betray someone for the better cause. But in most cases, you can count on him to not stab you in the back.

Clyde doesn't hold back. If there's news, he'll tell you, whether it be life changing or not. If he needs to fight, he will, but if he doesn't, he won't, given he has the advantage of size, and he would rather things be handled fairly.
Mate: None
other: Is it okay that he's a Fallen Angel?