||Disrupted and Displaced|| Semi lit - Lit Wolf RP Accepting

[Kitty-lover93]

((If glitter accepted your forms you should be... the front page might just need to be updated, but you might want to wait for glitter to respond, since I'm not too helpful when I'm not the creator. ;D))

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Username:
Foxclaw
Role Play Sample:
Shallow Hear walked along the riffle,ears perked for signs of danger.Her tail swished silently,as she watched the straying wolf unknowingly come closer.
She curled her lips upward,showing bright white daggers.No sound escaped her throught.Her fur bristled,and she stared ahead,the wolf now right in front of the snarling fae.

"Perfect."She snarled,and lept,catching the smaller wolf by the scruff,then flinging the confused creature on the snowy ground.

Whoever it was,screamed in terror,Shallow Heart dropped him,and pinned him to the ground with one paw.

She snarled,drool dripping down her muzzle as she growled in his face."What do you think your doing in my packs territory?"She snarled angerily.The wolf shook his head,refusing to answer.

She picked him up by the scruff again,and flung him onto the frozen lake.

She laughed as the ice cracked,and he went under.


"Perfect."

Username:
Foxclaw
Name:
Shallow Heart of Rain(You can call her Heart or Rain)
Age:
She's about two years in age.
Gender:
Seeing how many times I've said she,I belive she's a fae.
Rank:
Beta Female(If thats ok)
Pack:

The Pack of Fallen Skies
Personality:
Shallow Heart of Rain is a rebal,she's tough and doesn't let anyone get in the way of her goals.She has a secret soft spot for puppies,and her leader,Luke.Though she is tough,she has a sweet side,and loves roses and swimming.She can snap your neck in half,however,if you make her mad enough.
Description:
Shallow Heart of Rain is a sturdy she-wolf.Her stature about medium size,and her small frame makes her speed overpowering.
History: Born into the pack,Heart has always wanted to be leader.
Strengths:
Power
Strenght
Love
Grace
Weaknesses:
Her fear of Death
Losing a loved one
Blood
Crush:
Though he may have no idea,Luke is the one who holds Rain's heart.
Mate:
Open
Other:
IMPORTANT!Would it be ok if Luke and Shallow Heart of Rain were childhood friends?

Username:
Foxclaw
Name:
"Names Trigger"
Age:
"Yo,I'm a year and a half."
Gender:
Male
Rank:
Warrior
Pack:
The Pack of Cantus Valley
Personality:
Trigger is headstrong.He's always itching for a fight,he claims to be the packs "Bad Boy".He will protect thouse he cares about,but he's mostly a player.THough he does like to toy with girls hearts,he see's Lily Mist as the most beautiful girl in the world,and practicly bows at her feet.
Description:
He's a very tall wolf,not very gracful at all.He trips a lot.
History:
X
Strengths:
Anything that makes him look cooler.
Weaknesses:
Embaresment
Crush:
Lilly Mist,she who he loves.Though he is a player,truth be told,he will cherish her heart forever,if given the chance.
Mate:
He wants one.
Other:
X

I edited Shallow Heart of Rain's Chrush,and look at the question in the Other: part of her form.

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Shallow Heart Of Rain
Bored|No one|In Camp/Den|Beta-(I think)
Shallow Heart let out a huge sigh,ears flicked forward,and tail swishing.She pawed at her ears,batting her eyes against the cool breeze that flowed into camp.
Her den was set in the middle part of the camp,near the Alpha's den,and the Warriors Den.Her heart thudded from the run she had taken around the border;she had been the last one out to check the scent marks.
She curled her lips in a menecing look,and lay her head on her paws.It's so silly,checking the border's every hour of the day!She thought curtly,curling her tail over her left thigh.I'm positive there aren't that many looking to attack us.
As she thought this,she knew that in her heart she would never question it.She would call it silly,non-useful,stupid.
But she could never question Luke.
She had a repsect for him,one that for her,rose above all others.Something in her saw his true self.
She shook her head and let her thoughts seep away as she faded into a soundless sleep.

(I'll Rp Trigger later,when someone interacts with him)

[Kitty-lover93]

((Weren't you supposed to put realistic pictures on the form? Just asking, sorry!))

[Cuckoo]

((Yes, she is. I just need to update the front.
And remember guys, their old home was burned by a fire, and in order to try and repopulate both packs, humans took the wolves of Fallen Skies and brought them here. ))

[Kitty-lover93]

((Whoops! I was trying to remember whether they fled or were brought by humans... It doesn't matter too much though, considering it was her thoughts and not what she said.))

[Kitty-lover93]

((Aw, bye! Yay! We get to start finally! XD

I'll constantly take and add things to the information below Dementra's name, to fit to her current, past, or future activities or thoughts.))

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Dementra stretched the sleep from her legs, blinking groggily in the dim light of dawn as she emerged from her temporary den inside a bramble bush- she was often told she was creative with stuff like that. Instead of plowing straight through the prickers to clear out a small sleeping space, she had carefully woven the tendrils together, forming a small path to the center of the bush, where she had built a small structure out of twigs, later lining it with anything soft she could find to sleep on- moss, ferns, grass. It had worked well enough for the night, at least. Looking up, it was impossible to tell what type of weather the day would bring- partially cloudy, with a big variation of cloud size and patches of sky showing here and there, sunlight slanting through tree branches.

Oh well. The weather wasn't something to worry about... Fallen Skies had been driven from their former home by fire, and were forced to new land by humans. Then, she spotted Luke by the river- sympathy warmed inside her for the male. He had been forced into all of this, moving an unprepared pack to someplace they did not yet know of. With nothing better to do, as she wasn't a hunter, Dementra padded over to him and sat down, partially digging her nails into the soft ground. "Hello," She barked. It was polite enough- she didn't feel the need to be overly respectful to Luke. Not because she didn't like him- actually, she thought he wasn't too bad-looking, with a great personality to go with it. In fact, she had to admit he had caught her eye. It was just that she had known him so long, growing up with him... it'd only make it awkward for him if she did something stupid like bow. Of course, it might make it a little weird for her too, but she never showed that- it wasn't hard to do, really.

Bending down, she lapped lightly at the easily flowing water, crisp and cool on her tongue as she took several mouthfuls and retracted, moving back into the same sitting position she had taken up before, relaxed and easy like nothing unusual had ever happened. Considering their situation, that was a hard achievement for even her- it wasn't anything to take lightly, she knew, being taken before they could observe the damage to their home. It just seemed like a better thing to do for Luke, since the pressure was really hard on him already- he didn't need anymore tensed up and emotional pack mates to attempt to get along with... that was for sure. It just bugged her to think that he might confuse her posture with that of a careless wolf. She was pretty carefree, but not so ignorant as to ignore the serious situation, and hopefully he'd recognize that for as long as he had known her.

((Fixed it! XD I think I changed it all to match that, at least.))

[TheTravelingWriter]

(-awkward interrupting- I've finished up my forms completely on page four. Sorry if Zeke's history is a bit rushed; I plan on editing that when I have more time.)

[Cuckoo]

((Ok, they look great. ))

[Sila]

Have to reply tomorrow, totally forgot! So sorry :P)