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[indefinite.]

cυz тoмorrow'ѕ anoтнer day, and
ι'м тнιrѕтy anyway, ѕo вrιng on тнe raιn...

nιмвle proѕperιтy

ғeмale | 5 yearѕ | вeтα ғeмαle | crυѕнleѕѕ

have you ever seen the rain coming down on a sunny day?
"i have, and boy, does it come down hard. it's like it wants to engulf you whole and spit out your remains. it want's to make you into nothing, just another wave in its mass production. its like everything is coming down on you at once, the pressure, the consiquences... and no one seems to notice. everyone just goes about their buisiness like its nothing. funny, huh? i mean, you just want at least one person to stop and ask if you're alright. just one person! but you get nothing, and nothing gets you."

nimble prosperity took one good look at herself in the puddle's reflection and flushed in embarrassment. "mother would have never allowed for this to happen. she was strong, and so i have to be too." but you never knew her! nim leapt in a graceful bound over the puddle, landing safely on the other side. she weaved through the many torn and tattered boxes in her little alleyway until she came to the very back, a small fort built for her shelter, pressed against the molded concrete wall. "I swere... humans are so worried about their looks and dont bother to clean whats around them." she mumbled to herself, nosing her way into her small shelter. it was nothing but a watered down box with a couple of blankets she found in a dumpster, but it was something. when she had first become a stray, she used to just sleep in the tunnel slide at the park, but that ended when the human pups' mother got nervous with her being around and called animal control. "never going back there again!" after that she had found this alleyway, a regular dump for humans. it was kind of good though. the many boxes provided shelter, the town's best bar-b-q resturnat was just a building away, and a dumpster was stashed so far back the trash men never come to dump it, so food was always assessable. yup, and the alley was all hers, reguarly marked feverishly. it was her only home she had left.

[kuskie,]

• | Kali | Fae | Lead Scout | Three | •

Shaking her head a little as her paws seem to be sweeping along the pavement that she was walking along. Avoiding humans was what she was doing and she was doing it quite well at the moment, though there was a feeling in her gut that she probably shouldn’t be walking this far away from the pack alone. Even if there where others she didn’t want to put them in possible danger of becoming hurt if something happened. If something happened, that was the word if. Looking up at the sky, the fae started to wonder when she had last been in the sun sleeping. It made her want to go find somewhat in the sun to sleep peacefully by herself, others of course had their fair nature and she knew that if she had in fact fallen asleep on the trip that it might cause a few problems for some of the pack. Those of which she would rather keep out of the way.

Turning her head a little as she heard some paws hitting the ground. It was a familiar sound and easy to pick out amongst the other sounds that seemed to plague the streets where the two legged walked. Though as she caught sight of the small pup who’s name she faintly remembered to be Alysia. It was a little worrying to her as to why there was a pup of the pack running the streets in such a hurry but she knew that in the back of her mind something like this would only really happen on such problem that involved most of the pack. Opening her mouth to say something the fae was interrupted when she saw that the pup seemed to bet her to it and the news concerned her. “Alysia take a few breaths for me okay? What’s wrong?” she asked as she slowly started to make her way back to the bridge. She could tell from the way that the pup had said it that something was wrong, very wrong. She only hoped that none of the pack was hurt or injured, the fae was also concerned about the small puppy. Yes they probably had energy but she couldn’t help but worry about her, especially since she seemed to be in a bit of an emotional state.

The tone that the pup had used with all the emotion scared her a little.

• | Zach | Brute | Apprentice Radier | Pup | 5 months | •

{ He's thinking at the moment}

[west ,]

{{ He-ey X3

   

    Ƭнɛ βαƨιcƨ--

{ '' SilverHorse '' } { '' Jake '' } { '' Male. '' } { '' Ambitious. '' }

    ʋƨɛяиαмɛ } SilverHorse.

    иαмɛ } Jake.
He lived on the streets all his life, and spent years wandering the streets without a name. Finally, Jake sat down and thought. Rain drizzled down in fat raindrops, but he was sheltered in a leaking cardboard box. He decided he needed a name. Jake thought long and hard, until a small group of young teenaged boys. The spoke a while and nudged each other and occasionally glanced at him. Jake perked his ears and tilted his head, watching the three boys. 'Go on, Jake! Do it!' The dog heard one of the boys say. The tallest of the teenagers approached him and crouched down slowly. Jake sniffed at the boy, he didn't smell bad. The boy dropped a small hamburger at Jake's feet and then lept up and jogged away from Jake towards his friends. Never before had someone been kind enough to give him some food before. Jake decided to take on the boy's name, and has been known as Jake ever since.

    иιcκиαмɛ } None.
Jake can't really be shortened, so he doesn't really have any nicknames. You can basically just call him whatever you like, he doesn't really mind, as long as it isn't stupid.

    βяɛɛ∂ } Border Collie.
Both of his parents were border collies, but he isn't a purebred. Jake has a bit of everything in him, including Shiba Inu, Husky, German Shepherd and Greyhound, but because he is mostly Border Collie, that's what everyone classifies him as even though Jake is really a mixed breed.

    ɢɛи∂ɛя } Male.
Yeah, Jake is a male dog. He isn't neteutered, though, because he has been on the streets all of his life and has never been to the vets before, so he's just male.

    αɢɛ } Five years old.
Jake is five years old and was born and raised on the streets. He was born under an abandoned barn along with his two sisters and two other brothers on the seventh of June. It was a slightly damp day, but was quite warm and there was a slight breeze. Jake left his parents at the age of one, and he has lived by himself on the streets ever since.

   
    Ƭнɛ ˩σσκƨ --

    нɛιɢнт } Around 22 inches.
Jake is actually quite tall for a border collie his age. A fully grown male border collie is around 20 to 23 inches, but because of the different breeds mixed into him, Jake is actually slightly taller, and is still growing. He is to make about 24 or 25 inches high.

    ωɛιɢнт } Around 38 pounds.
Jake is roughly around 38 lbs. He is also heavier than a regular border collie, and still growing, he is to make around 40 to 45 lbs.

    ɛʏɛ cσℓσя } Amber.
Jake's eyes are a fiery amber colour. They stand out from his coat because his face is mostly black, and his amber eyes are very noticable. His eyes are also mixed with a bit of brown so they are slightly darker, but they still stand out because of the vibrant colour.

    ρɛℓт } Middle length. Wavy. Tri-colour.
Jake's fur is middle length, so not too long and not too short, but it is quite thick and he sheds his fur like crazy during the spring, getting rid of all his winter fur. It is naturally wavy, but when it is wet it goes completely straight. Sometimes it seems to absorb water! He is a tri-colour dog, so has white, black and a sort of tan / chestnut colour.

    вʋιℓ∂ } Slim, but Muscular.
Jake is very slim, but he has quite a broad, strong build. He is actually quite muscular, but you can't exactly tell because of his fur that makes him look bigger.

    ∂ιƨтιиcтιʌɛ ғɛαтʋяɛƨ } Ears and Tail.
Some of Jake's distinctive features include his floppy ears. One sticks directly up, but flops down sometimes, and his other ear flops over. Also, Jake's tail isn't like a normal border collie's tail. Because of some of the shiba-inu and other various dog breeds in him, Jake's tail curls up over his back, but does straighten out sometimes, especially when he is running.


    Яɛℓαтισиƨнιρƨ --

    cяʋƨн } None.
Jake doesn't have a crush on anyone at the moment. He isn't that interested in the ladies at the moment.

    мαтɛ } None.
He doesn't have a mate, and isn't looking at the moment, either.

    ғαмιℓʏ } Unknown.
Jake never knew what happened to the rest of his family after he left at the age of one. His brothers and sisters are likely to be alive, but he isn't sure about his parents, or the location of any of his family.


    Ƭнιƨ ιƨ Ѧɛ --

    ρɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ } Jake is a fun and playful dog. He is friendly and likes making new friends, and this dog will always be in with the action. He loves to explore and go searching around new places. However, Jake has his bad sides too. He can get annoyed easily, and will snap if he gets too mad. After his outbursts, be will probably go off to somewhere by himself and just be by himself for a while and during this time it's probably best to just leave him alone. Jake is very ambitious, and once he has his heart set on something, he won't let anything get in his way. He can sometimes get carried away though, so he has to be cautious sometimes.
Jake is a very talented hunter, and he is very focused and down-to-earth. He can be happy and playful one minute, then the next, he will be completely still and focused. When hunting, it is like a whole different side to him, and he won't say much or seem to do much because he is so involved with his activity.
Jake is also very competitive, and loves races and games. He is a good sport though, and won't get mad if he doesn't win, but if he does win, Jake will probably brag a bit, and rub it in as a joke, but he never means to hurt someone or seem obnoxious when he does brag, he just likes to joke a lot, and can be quite sarcastic sometimes, too.

    нιƨтσяʏ } Jake was born on the streets, and has grown up on them all his life. He was one of five puppies, and was born under an abandoned barn. He left home at the age of one years old, and learned to live by himself.
Jake taught himself to hunt, and managed to survive for years, until he ran into the pack. He attempted to leave, but they didn't let him, so he decided to be brave and confront them. They let him stay. Jake has lived with the pack ever since, but he is still quite new and has only really just become part of the pack.

    ℓικɛƨ } Competitions - Food, especially hamburgers - Hunting - Playing - Making Friends - Abandoned Places with no humans.

    ∂ιƨℓικɛƨ } Humans - Rubbish Dumps - Cars - Rats - Freezing Cold Winters - Swimming.

    ғɛαяƨ } Rats.
Jake is scared of rats. When he was only a puppy and still living with his family, him and his brothers and sisters were exploring and they ran into a whole bunch of rats that chased them. They managed to just escape, but he has been scared of rats ever since.

    Δиʏтнιиɢ Єℓƨɛ --

    яαиκ } Jake is a scout. { if that's ok. }

    σтнɛя }None.

   

    Ƭнɛ βαƨιcƨ--

{ '' SilverHorse '' } { '' Magpie '' } { '' Female. '' } { '' Shy. '' }

    ʋƨɛяиαмɛ } SilverHorse.

    иαмɛ } Magpie.
Magpie was given her name when she was born. Being the only puppy in her litter that was black and white, the name suited her perfectly. Maggie was sent to a new home with a new family. She kept her name, but her new owners called her by another name, Night. Once she was abandoned, Magpie decided to leave her past behind and took up her first name again. She never went by Night again.

    иιcκиαмɛ } Maggie.
Magpie's nickname is Maggie. She has always been called Maggie, even when her other owners called her Night, all of her friends called her Maggie. Magpie also goes by Pie, but she is only called that by her closest friends.

    βяɛɛ∂ } Border Collie x German Shepherd x Corgi.
Magpie is a mixture of three dog breeds, a corgi, german shepherd and border collie. She is the height of a small border collie, and has long wavy fur that looks like a border collie's, plus, her face is around the same shape. You can tell that she has some traits of a german shepherd because of her long tail, slightly sloping back and her strong jaws. Maggie also is a mixture of a corgi, and you can tell because of her shorter legs and long but narrow body.

    ɢɛи∂ɛя } Female.
Maggie is one of two female puppies in her litter. The other one puppy was male.

    αɢɛ } Six years old.
Magpie is six years old. She was born in a house, and sent to a new house as soon as she was old enough to leave her mother. She has been living on the streets for one year now.

   
    Ƭнɛ ˩σσκƨ --

    нɛιɢнт } Small Border Collie.
Her exact height is unknown, but she is about the size of a small border collie, so is around 20 or so inches.

    ωɛιɢнт } Around 34 pounds.
Maggie is around 34 to 35 lbs, and probably won't get much heavier because she has almost finished growing.

    ɛʏɛ cσℓσя } Dark Brown.
Her eyes are a chocolate brown colour. They stand out from her jet black coat very well, despite their very dark colour.

    ρɛℓт } Long. Wavy. Black and White.
Magpie's pelt is a black and white colour, and is how she got her name, because it is the same colour as a magpie's feathers. She was the only puppy in her litter that was black and white. Her fur is quite long and wavy, but it isn't very thick, luckily, so she doesn't get that hot in the summer. For a dog with long fur, Maggie doesn't actually shed her fur that much, but sheds very little but almost all year round.

    вʋιℓ∂ } Slim.
Magpie is very slim and small, and her body build may make her seem quite weak, but Magpie is actually quite strong. She isn't extremely stong, but looks weaker than she actually is.

    ∂ιƨтιиcтιʌɛ ғɛαтʋяɛƨ } Back, chest and paws.
You can distinguish Magpie from other dogs because of her back, chest and paws. Her back slopes slightly, a bit like a german shepherd's back which slopes quite a bit, but her's doesn't that much. Maggie's chest has a small splash of white on it, so she isn't purely black, and her two back paws have a little bit of white on them, which makes it look like she has socks on, so you can tell her apart from the others because of her markings aswell.


    Яɛℓαтισиƨнιρƨ --

    cяʋƨн } None.
She isn't really interested in anyone at the moment.

    мαтɛ } None.
She isn't looking, either, but might be once she gets settled.

    ғαмιℓʏ } Unknown.
Maggie hasn't seen her family in years, and doesn't know where they live. The last time she saw them was the day she left to join the new family, the one that abandoned her.


    Ƭнιƨ ιƨ Ѧɛ --

    ρɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ } Magpie is very shy. She is especially shy around new things, but that doesn't mean she isn't friendly. Once she gets into a conversation, she openes up much more and is a lot more confident. Maggie is kind and gentle, but loves to play rough and tumble games aswell. She used to love play fighting with her siblings.
Maggie is very athletic, and loves running and jumping. She can climb trees well and loves racing and competitions. She can be quite competitive, but she doesn't like attention that much so tends to hold back sometimes. Magpie is quite quiet aswell, but is a lot more open around her friends.

    нιƨтσяʏ } Magpie was sent to a new home as soon as she was old enough to leave her mother. The home she went to was fantastic! Kids to play with, all the food she could eat, a comfy bed to sleep in, and someone to love her. She lived with them for years, but slowly, they began to get bored of her. When she asked them to play, they would push her away. When she sat on the sofa, they would put her back on the floor again.
One day, they put her in the car. They drove for at least half an hour, and passed the dog pound... and the vets... and even her old house, but they didn't stop. Eventually, the car stopped in an empty part of town Maggie had never seen before. They dropped her off and tied her up, then left. She sat and waited for hours and hours, but they never returned. Magpie manage to squirm out of the old piece of rope they had used to tie her up with, and set off by herself.

    ℓικɛƨ } Summer - The Beach - Swimming - Running and Jumping - Chicken and Steak - Exploring.

    ∂ιƨℓικɛƨ } Humans - New Things - Rain - Frogs - Cages - The Vet.

    ғɛαяƨ } Losing things.
Magpie has always been afraid of losing the things that she loves, like friends and family. She likes to stay close to them and gets very attached to other dogs.

    Δиʏтнιиɢ Єℓƨɛ --

    яαиκ } Anything that is available.

    σтнɛя }Nothing.

{{ Sorry my forms are late .__. But they're finished now! Are there any spaces still available?

[Destonation]

(( @Nellas Lissësúl: I would prefer male. ^.^

@Silver: Would you like Magpie to be Lead Raider or Omega? Otherwise accepted.

Hurrr, posts will definitely come tomorrow. I'm having severe writer's block tonight, and I don't want to post when I have that. ^.^; ))

[indefinite.]

cυz тoмorrow'ѕ anoтнer day, and
ι'м тнιrѕтy anyway, ѕo вrιng on тнe raιn...

nιмвle proѕperιтy

ғeмale | 5 yearѕ | вeтα ғeмαle | crυѕнleѕѕ

have you ever seen the rain coming down on a sunny day?
"i have, and boy, does it come down hard. it's like it wants to engulf you whole and spit out your remains. it want's to make you into nothing, just another wave in its mass production. its like everything is coming down on you at once, the pressure, the consiquences... and no one seems to notice. everyone just goes about their buisiness like its nothing. funny, huh? i mean, you just want at least one person to stop and ask if you're alright. just one person! but you get nothing, and nothing gets you."

nimble prosperity took one good look at herself in the puddle's reflection and flushed in embarrassment. "mother would have never allowed for this to happen. she was strong, and so i have to be too." but you never knew her! nim leapt in a graceful bound over the puddle, landing safely on the other side. she weaved through the many torn and tattered boxes in her little alleyway until she came to the very back, a small fort built for her shelter, pressed against the molded concrete wall. "I swere... humans are so worried about their looks and dont bother to clean whats around them." she mumbled to herself, nosing her way into her small shelter. it was nothing but a watered down box with a couple of blankets she found in a dumpster, but it was something. when she had first become a stray, she used to just sleep in the tunnel slide at the park, but that ended when the human pups' mother got nervous with her being around and called animal control. "never going back there again!" after that she had found this alleyway, a regular dump for humans. it was kind of good though. the many boxes provided shelter, the town's best bar-b-q resturnat was just a building away, and a dumpster was stashed so far back the trash men never come to dump it, so food was always assessable. yup, and the alley was all hers, reguarly marked feverishly. it was her only home she had left.

[wolfpuppies]

((Iron: Is Dezerae still talking to Cheyenne?))

[west ,]

(( @Nellas Lissësúl: I would prefer male. ^.^

@Silver: Would you like Magpie to be Lead Raider or Omega? Otherwise accepted.

Hurrr, posts will definitely come tomorrow. I'm having severe writer's block tonight, and I don't want to post when I have that. ^.^; ))

Could she be an Omega for now? Thanks for accepting :] I'll be away for a few days and probably won't be able to get on much but I'll try.

[like a king.]

((Iron: Is Dezerae still talking to Cheyenne?))

(( Yes, so sorry. I was in a hurry and could't type her reply up, but I'll do that now <3 ))

Ɖɛʓɛяαɛ

Dezerae could barely hear the smaller dog's reply. She just managed to strain her ears and catch the soft name that was uttered, but even then, she wasn't sure if she'd heard the young one's response. "Cheyenne," the sheepdog murmured after deciding that really was her name. Of course, Cheyenne was new to the pack, and maybe Dezerae had heard the name tossed through the air a few times, but in her mind it was a faint memory. She looked back into the other dog's eyes, her grey gaze softening once she saw how nervous she was. "Hello Cheyenne. My name's Dezerae." She allowed the ghost of a smile to warm her face, but then that faded after a few seconds.

[Arouria]

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{ Inukami } { Okami } { Female } { Unknown }

Ƭнɛ βαƨιcƨ--

ʋƨɛяиαмɛ } Arouria

иαмɛ } Okami

иιcκиαмɛ } Kami, sometimes known by her "street name"; Wolf.

βяɛɛ∂ } Undomesticated Wolf/Akita hybrid

ɢɛи∂ɛя } Female

αɢɛ } 3 1/2 real life years, evens out to be about 18-20 maturity wise


Ƭнɛ ˩σσκƨ --

нɛιɢнт } About the size of a large Husky, aprx: 3 1/3 ft

ωɛιɢнт } 80-90 ilbs.

ɛʏɛ cσℓσя } Ocean Blue

ρɛℓт } Soft cream underbelly that bleeds into patches of orange as well as a darker black/brown topcoat.

вʋιℓ∂ } Slim, watery figure, helps with her agility and speed. Although her muscles are well built up from running, she lacks the power to attack without strategy.

∂ιƨтιиcтιʌɛ ғɛαтʋяɛƨ } Very wolf-like features, her face is much narrower then other dogs because of her wolf heritage.


Яɛℓαтισиƨнιρƨ --

cяʋƨн } Dunno yet.

мαтɛ } Same goes for here.

ғαмιℓʏ } Mother} Akira [Breed: Akita]-Whereabouts Unknown, Presumably Alive. Father} Takkun [Breed: Grey Wolf]-Status Unknown, was at one time thought to be kept in Central Park Zoo.


Ƭнιƨ ιƨ Ѧɛ --

ρɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ } Her wolf blood keeps her adrenaline at a high point most of the time. She does not reveal much of her past besides the point that she is a half-breed. Part Dog, part Wolf. She is secretive and relatively dark, and though she can be cruel against those in her way, she is dedicated and very loyal to those close to her. She hates being cage or copped up and loves nothing more then to just run for eternity, which she is currently unable to do. She has a tough and cunning exterior, much like a fox. She is unafraid to face danger head on, but she tends to strategize more then attack bluntly. She has a fair temper but when she snaps it can get bloody. Though she is rather brave and lethal, inside she is lonely due to her wolf heritage, which no other dog she knows shares.

нιƨтσяʏ } Her history is unknown to everyone besides her and her mother. Her mother is said to have mated with a escapee wolf from the Central Park Zoo, though the wolf disappeared days before the pup was born and he has not been seen sense. Forced to care for her young on her own, Okami's mother had to fight for scraps of food and in the end was killed in the fight for food. Abandoned sense she was six months old, she has learned the nooks and crannies of the city she was born in. Able to use her surroundings as an advantage, as well as her agility and speed,she was able to claim her fair share of the city. However she was summoned by the curse after her first year in the city and is with the pack now.

ℓικɛƨ } Her likes are pretty unknown. It's fabled that she likes "Cream of Ice" which she would steal from venders before she was summoned by the curse.

∂ιƨℓικɛƨ } "You." >:C Jk, this isn't really known either.

ғɛαяƨ } She's relatively fearless, this is thought to be because she is unafraid of death. Although she does not fear for her own life, she secretly fears her friends and comrad's deaths.

Δиʏтнιиɢ Єℓƨɛ --

яαиκ } Lead Raider

σтнɛя }Idunthinkso

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Reposting this because I recently just got some free time on my hands, wondering if I can re-join :B
If not I understand

^^

[Destonation]

(( @Aroi: Re-accepted, just remember that if any one of you becomes inactive and then fails to reply to any PMs I send you, you will be taken off. :3

The only open spot now would be for a Scout Trainee. ^.^ ))