T h e G r a y ~ Semi-Literate Wolf Plague RP ~ O p e n

[|~Nevermore~|]

A i m é e ;
fae - a l p h a - single

The fae chuckled and wondered for herself why she had asked. When she was training to be a healer her mentor had told her that eyes were the window into the soul. "Because I want to be able to imagine you. Besides, eyes are windows into the soul. Hazel, soft and caring with tinges of ferocity." She explained quietly. Ironically enough the fae had been obsessed with eyes since before she went blind. She always maintained eye contact with the wolf she was talking to when she could see, and loved seeing so many colours inside of one eye. It was kind of like magic, how eyes interpret light to give them images. If only she could imagine what others saw. Oh what she wouldn't give to see the stars on a beautiful night one last time, or see her son since she never had. Being able to see her old mate, the journey, her new home and pack, the wolf beside her... That would have been the ultimate treat for her.

[|~Nevermore~|]

n a m e ;
"I go by Mia..."
a g e ;
"I am three years of age."
g e n d e r ;
"Fea"
a p p e a r a n c e ;

At the shoulder Mia tends to be noticeably shorter than most fea's. Though, her body is for the most part, well proportioned. Her body is broad, toned, muscular, and compact, her fur is thick, and white and silver in colour. The silver in her coat is more prominent when the sun isn't directly upon her. She sees through glassy amber eyes, and smells through a black nose.
r a n k ;

p e r s o n a l i t y ;
Confidence radiates from this energetic fea. Though she is always rearing to go, she is fully capable of being a gentle, soft spoken wolf. She can be out spoken, and sarcastic. She is aggressive and assertive, she's not always one to do what she's been told to do: Which has gotten her into trouble in the past. Though she is loyal, she has been known to 'but heads' with others, and her temper can sometimes get the best of this silver girl. Even though her exterior is rough, she is a hopeless romantic. Yet to find a brute she'd spend her life with, she's always feeling the males out. She knows she looks for more than she should be asking, which in turn makes her feel like the search is going to be never ending. Around other females she is one to take lead if need be, and fine to follow a superior. Not always wanting to hold conversations with the other fea's she prefers the company of brutes.
h i s t o r y ;
Growing up with only her mother, father and two brothers in young puppy-hood, she lacks proper communication, and at times comes off too strong. But in turn, she learned to be extremely loyal. After her parents and younger brother had passed... she and her older brother were on there own. He had taken care of her for about a year, when he had gone out to hunt and never returned. She followed his scent for when seemed like an eternity, until she came upon the sickening sight of his dead body...
c r u s h ;
"None as of yet."
m a t e ;
"Hopefully one day."

[[Accepted.]]

[Mimi-911]

k o n a n

Konan chuckled. "There's nothing much to imagine about me. I'm rather boring." He said, his tone light and teasing. He touched his cheek to her forehead, savouring every moment. "Unlike you."

[ Grr, stupid writer's block. Stop hating me so >.< ]

[|~Nevermore~|]

A i m é e

The fae blushed with the compliment. "You're not boring. I'd say that you're pretty awesome. And I'm alpha. What I say goes." She answered with a chuckle, hearing his heart beat. She turned her face around to his and nuzzled his nose before relaxing back into his neck. "It's getting late." She murmured, though she didn't want to move away from the brute. She was warm and happy.

[[At a concert. Sorry about the rubbish.]]

[Mimi-911]

k o n a n

Konan felt a deep crimson spread over his cheeks. With each thud of his heart, he felt himself gazing down at Aimeé, softly admiring her. When she nuzzled his nose, he flinched in surprise, before laying his head near hers. "Mhm." He replied, gazing up at the stars, even though his mind wasn't thinking right now.

[ I just realised that Aimeé is like a year older than Kony [ lol ] .. Awkward xD I might have to change his and Sherby's ages if this is to continue xDD ]

[|~Nevermore~|]

[[That is a tad awkward xD]]

A i m é e
The fae sighed a sigh if content and smiled. She rolled over, standing over the brute. Her smile was soft and kind and her voice quiet. "You know, if we wake up early enough we can stay the night here." She got over the brute and went to the lake, gingerly lapping up water. She turned back and settled herself back with the brute. "If you want I mean."

[Mimi-911]

[ I think Imma make him older xD ]

k o n a n

The brute watched as Aimeé stood and padded over to the lake. With eyes bright in curiousity he listened as she spoke, his ears forward. "We could." He replied mischieviously as Aimeé returned to him, her pelt warm next to his. "But would you want too?"

[|~Nevermore~|]

Aimée

The fae chuckled and smiled "I don't want to unless you want to... But I want to." She whispered and curled further into him. Feeling like a pup she looked up at him. "Can we?" She asked in her sweet soft voice, as if the alpha needed approval from one of her pack mates. She hoped he would stay with her, out in the open under the canopy of stars. She was a little afraid he would say no, but Aimée was decently confident.

[Mimi-911]

[ I think Imma make him older xD ]

k o n a n

Konan laughed at her reply, rather like a paradox in itself. He smiled as she curled her body further into his, the warmth eminating from her. He smiled. "The Alphaess needn't have permission .." He murmured, burying his nose in her fur. "Especially when the other wants to." He breathed deeply, the soft, sweet scent of Aimeé filling his nose. He licked her forehead softly, his eyes wonderingly bright.

[spottedheart11]

Jay buried his face in his paws. tears of anger streaking down his cheeks. He got and ran off into the forest his usual mellow mood gone. he dug deep into the snow and curled up his tail covering his nose." goodbye everyone." He laid there prepared to turn into a loner. He had left the deer he had caught for Aimee at her den's entrance. He felt the cold breeze chill him, but it felt good. He felt free for once.