Finding the Sun (Canine RP)

[luna637]

Luna was watching underneath the dark shade of a tree. It was surprising; her white pelt blended in with the darkness somehow. Then again, mix anything with black and you'll get black. Her yellow eyes peered from the darkness, watching the scene that unfolded around her. Demon, a rebellious black wolf strode away, leaving Ayet in a fowl mood. It was interesting to her. Luna's impassive face usually gave no expression, leaving her in a bittersweet silence. The she-wolf, still stained in the ebony black blood of the demon bear and the crimson blood of her own, remained quiet. Not out of fear, but simply out of her dislike of attention. Luna was ready to go, to move on already. Once the pack started moving, their heads would cool and make things a little more peaceful. Luna wouldn't bother to check, however. Like always, she'd simply run separately from the pack, scenting for demons and other sinister beings that lurked.

After all, it was her job.

[emilyeatsplanes.]

Username: MICKEY.!!?
Character's Name: Robyn.
Age: Four years.
Gender: Female.
Species: Wolf.
Rank: Strategist.
Appearance:
Personality:
Robyn isn't very social. She has a job and she has commit herself to that job. Loyalty is key on her list. The pack means everything to her. Without it she knows she would be nothing. For her young age she is actually quite wise and keen. To the outside world she seems a little hollow. As if there is no soul or heart under all that fur, but that is quite a lie. Her soul is strong and her heart large and made of solid gold. Bitterness does tinge that heart, but rarely does she show that little nasty side of her. Robyn doesn't seek attention and admiration from others. The only thing she searches for is self enlightenment. As long as she's happy with herself, she is at total peace with the world and all its creatures.
History:
Robyn wasn't really raised by a parent of some sort. She was born, and left there to wither. Of course they didn't just birth her and leave her, but the parenting only lasted a few days. She practically raised herself, and not exactly the way a young fae should be raised. Robyn was basically one of the boys. She played in the mud and loved to run wild and free. One day she found an old wolfess full of knowledge and wisdom. This is when Robyn settled down, learning the ways of life from this old stranger. This stranger became much more. The wolf was like a mother to her, teaching her things that Robyn never thought she could ever imagine. When Robyn hit the age of three the old fae had took her last breath, passing in her sleep. The young fae was upset, and bitter towards the god for taking her old friend. She needed something to keep her mind off of things, soon stumbling upon the pack, wanting to help guide them with her wisdom.
Other: Ayet is cool. :]

[This RP really caught my attention. I like it. Good job.]

[Padawan Jaywalker]

((Nah, it's ok Uoneko nothing to be sorry about. :3
This is Cassandra's half-bro and the loner. I was wondering if he could later join the pack and be a Warrior?
Username: Peng
Character's Name: Rain
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Species: Pure wolf
Rank: Loner
Appearance:
Personality: RP out
History: Cass & him are connected so RP out
Other: AYET IS AWESOMENESS!!! :3))

[apache~]

[[ @Mikey: Thanks! And you are quite accepted

@Penguiny: Sure! Sounds good.

ALSO: I have added Death to the front page; since I came up with a design for him. I hope you guys like it; and if you don't, tough bananas! He's mine and I luvs him. Er... I suppose that means he should be a character too, huh? Alright @__@

Username: Uoneko
Character's Name: Death
Age: ????????
Gender: None really, though perceived as male to the other animals, much like god is thought to be male to most people.
Species: He doesn't have one! He can take the form of any species he desires
Rank: GOD
Appearance: Clickero <-- Made this one more wolf-y, though it kinda looks like a fox ;__;
Personality: Cruel, mischievous, and clever. Death is cunning and witty; which isn't that great for you, considering he comes up with your death. You really don't want to have your fate decided while he's bored; he might make you die of spontaneous combustion.
History: Go read the bible. jk jk it's in the first post
Other: AYET IS SOOOO NOT COOL

[shibe]

Anwell, a little dumbfounded at the events that had just happened, closed his eyes. He went into an odd, two second state before opening them again. He thought it would help him relax, thinking of rolling hills and blinding sunlight just for a short moment.
But, when he opened them, he realised that his fantasy was far from near. The dark scenery came back into view, and the almost dead forest was everywhere in his eyes.
Suddenly realising that he was far behind, he quickly followed his pack-mates. Without a hint of a mumble, he passed by every other wolf, and took a trotting position behind Toko.
Learn from yesterday, live for today, and hope for tomorrow, Anwell thought to himself. He couldn't exactly remember where he had heard that, since most of his past was a gigantic blur. But he thought it was a quote from a wise inventor of some sort, at least that's what his father told him...Before he died.

How he hated Death. He wished that the god would suffer a traumatic demise, and fall down an endless hole of some sort. He mused of that moment, slicing a large stick through the demon's heart...
The others cheered, and looked up at him for being brave, Anwell! You did it! They barked with joy, hearing Death cry his horrid last howls of excruciating pain and remorse...

Oh damn, he had done it again. Lost in thought, and completely out of the moment, he had lost his pack. "Anwell, why are you so utterly stupid?" He asked himself, growling with regret, "Keep your eyes alert! And don't stray from the pack!" He told himself repeatedly.
Hesitantly putting a nose to the ground, he began to sniff his way back to everyone else. Luckily for him, his sense of smell was, most of the time, 100 percent accurate. He could hear small mutters emerging from the shadows, but he chose to ignore them.
He knew what to do when a demon attacked, though.

Demon... Anwell began to remember, thinking about the black wolf that had suddenly turned, Maybe he had been enveloped in darkness himself...
He began to lose concentration again, and gave up trying to sniff out everyone with a sigh of frustration. "Why..." He mumbled to himself, and sat down on the cold, dead ground.
He waited, and waited. But no one would come. It was probably likely that no one had noticed his dissapearence, and Anwell layed his head on his paws, keeping his yellow eyes hastily open for any sight of movement.

[Bℓυ ωιитєя]

Chee raised her head to look at the kind wolf that was ofering her help. Nodding her thanks she climbed to her shaking paws. Feeling weak in the knees she watched as the large group walked away. Demon wasn't always like this... He once had a family... And he helped raise me... she thought sadly letting her nose drop as she sniffled back more tears of fear and shock. As he nose fell to the ground she picked up a fading scent of a wolf that hadn't made its way to the pack. Anwell? she thought and turned to face the derection the scent was wofting along the wind towards her. Sticking her nose out she closed her eyes and began to scent the air hard. Toko, Ayet! Anwell! he is lost somewhere!" the tracker barked towards the front of the group. The shock of loosing the strategist seemed to push away her fears and help her rise back up. Puffing out her golden/orange chest she turned her spotted body around to face Toko and Ayet before turning back to the forest. Her tracking instincts where roaring at her to follow the fading trail before she lost it. "I'm going!" she barked, her ears pricked forward as she pushed off with her heavy legs and began trotting fast through the forest. Her nose following the scent while her ears darted bck and fourth, cautious of being attacked by a demon. Slowly she pushed her nose through a few bushes and stopped lifting her nose into the air. I think... she vut herself off and dashed out of the bushes seeing Anwell lying on the cold ground.
"Anwell! What are you doing!" she barked. The fur around her scruff now scruffy from Demon's spit on her neck. "Hurry up. Its not safe. There is Demon scent all over this place!" she barked hapilly bounding over to his side and nudging his ribs with her nose. Thank god he is ok! she thought, her amber eyes sparkling happily, Demon's attack pushed into the back of her memory for now.

Demon ignored the glares that burned his back. He didn't care anymore. Not about the sun nore the moon or Death. Infact he wnated to meet the amazing God. He would make a great partner for him. Then everyone would know how strong i am! he thought darkly. His thoughts dripping with venom as he turned to look back towards Chee who was barking something at the leader and beta. He watched in shock as she bounded into the bushes and began to wonder what Ayet was doing letting the small, spotted mixed breed run off alone. Growling crossly to himself he continued on walking ahead of everyone.

[apache~]

[[ I'll start racking my brain for some weakness for him; so I'm not god-modding or anything. The most obvious one would be light, but I'll try to think of something more original if possible. And not totally weird like anchovies or something ]]

Ayet, seeing Demon continue to walk, growled, and stepped so that he was in the black wolf's pack. He opened his mouth to say some cutting and witty remark; but decided against it. He had already demoted the fighter enough for one day, and he simply stood, tail now straight out with it's slight kink in it, ears straight. He had relaxed his lips slightly, so his muzzle was only the slightest bit wrinkled. In a calm and quiet voice, he said, "Demon, I would like it if you waited for the rest of the pack. Just until Anwell catches up. It would be a shame if another wolf was lost."

[shibe]

Anwell looked wearily up at Chee, his eyes no more than two glass beads.
"...I'm so tired..." Was all he managed to say. On the dreary look on his face, that was all he needed to say. He was sick of this world staying the same, dark, and omnious place it had always been. He knew that Ayet's mission was to change that, but he really wondered...
Did Ayet even know what he was going to do?
Of course, he had faith in the Alpha. But that didn't stop him wondering if he even knew what he was doing. Sure, there's an evil force. But how were they going to stop that? Or more so, how was he going to stop that?

Giving in to his tired woes, he stood up. He was a little taller than the spotted mix-breed, but he slumped down to her size as he usually would do. Giving her a dark look in the eye, he nodded. "Take me back."

[Bℓυ ωιитєя]

(sorry for he late reply. I was off the computer)
Chee stared at him listening intently/ his words made her feel a little down and her tail drooped a little. "Come on Anwell..." she murmured pushing her shoulder against the larger wolf, giving him support. "I am sure the others miss you," she mumbled and began slumping back towards the pack.

Demon stopped and glared at Ayet. "Shouldn't you have sent a fighter with Chee? She is a tracker and wouldn't last very long against a Demon if it came to get her," he mumbled and stopped, sitting down and began licking his paw.

[xXCherryleafXx]

(Hey, can I know what is happening so I can pop in and RP :3 )