Finding the Sun (Canine RP)

[*MoonSong*]

((Thoth is a shaman-mystic which is a way of coyote life he doesn't have any "special powers" he only ask the spirits from the world around him to help. But in order for the spirits to want to help they want offerings and such. Water spirits want offerings from land since they can not go on the land, and land spirits would want offerings from the water since they can not go in the water. Thoth will spend most of his time in deep meditation connecting deeper with the spirits around him. Thoth is not a fighter, he believes everything has the right to existent even the demons..... but he's not about to be their friend.))

[Padawan Jaywalker]

((Oh! Ok I get it now, thanks for explaining. My little brain can't comprehend that stuff easily. X3))

[apache~]

Ayet did not take a step back, even though the flames felt hot, and his skin was increasingly feeling as if it was being slowly burnt. "You are a coward. The only way you win is by the fear of others! You could not fight if it was not for your fearful opponents." He said, casting cold glares at his pack mates, feeling frustrated that they did not help him by thinking positively. His words meant nothing, if everyone else was scared out of their wits. Circling the demon again, his eyes darted to her stomach. If he could flip her, or somehow get underneath her, he could claw at her stomach. Alas, getting too close to the white flames would be problematic. He'd have to make her cool down a little before attacking.

[Dogs Can Bark]

The puppet master, a demon, woke up within Cylista's unconcious body. The small wolf stood up, and started running towards her fellow demon, Valids. While waiting within the young mother wolf's body, she had heard the command by Death. It was an expert plan, only that which Death could think of. Would Death put a demon to be the puppet master of the alpha? With a devious grin, she lurked in the shadows, watching as Ayet and Valids taunted each other. Then, she too, used her power of fire to her advantage. A row of fire lined down her spine, but she stood back in the shadows, keeping the flame quite dim. She would wait for a while, untill Valids knew she was here. Cylista's puppet master wasn't the most experienced of all Death's children, and needed the guidence of her fellow demons. She would wait untill she was comanded to do something, otherwise would sit and wait.

((Before some ranting starts, I passed my idea by with Uoneko. ^-^))

[Padawan Jaywalker]

"No coward I am mutt. I use fights to my advantage and that is all. You should teach your packmates to be more courageous and brave. But I suppose you have you have failed, for this pack would not be so corrupt." Valdis said slowly, slurring the words as if tired and bored. She looked pointedly at Demon when she made her remark and caught the glance Ayet made at her vulnerable tummy. Valdis smiled, her clever, red eyes sparkling with malice as she walked over to one of her flames. She rolled around it and coated her abdomen with red hot ashes. "I am tired of dilly-dalling around dog." Valdis stretched closing her eyes. She put a paw in the smoldering fire as she looked at the alpha of Sawtooth pack. "You know, once Death is done with you, I might consider putting you in my collection. Have you heard of it? It's my collection of tortured souls. Though they all have some sort of burn on them... Let's get you ready shall we?" Valdis swept her ash-covered paw at Ayet, making firey sparks as the black soot flew. As she did, something caught her eye in the shadows. A wolf stood in the pitch darkness of the shadows. From their aura, she knew it was a demon. A puppetmaster... Valdis shaped the sparks coming from her flames into a version of herself. The spark Valdis dimmed into barely anything and nodded at the Puppetmaster, acknowledging their presence.

((Meep. Not much activity going on in the underworld so please remove Rain and add this charrie please Uoneko!
Username: WhenPigsSoar
Character Name: Xirrah
Age: 42 million years.
Gender: Female
Rank: Captain
Species: Saber-Tooth Tiger part of the Machairodontinae family. One of the first felids.
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Personality: Xirrah is a natural leader and would never panic in a desperate situation. She depises wolves because of her history. Especially the Sawtooth pack. Her history will tell you more.
History: Xirrah lived in the Ice-Age that most humans know about. She was one of the first Saber-Tooth tigers and was the leader of her clan, Silverfang. She and her mate were the ones that formed the peace treaty with the Grey wolves of the Sawtooth. For a long time, everyone lived in peace. Plentiful food and healthy offspring were just one of the things that came after the treaty with the Wolves. But like everything, it all came to an end. Xirrah and her mate had produced one cub in the spring. A healthy female cub was the only offspring of the two peacemakers. Every month, there would be a group of representatives from each pack/clan to come and check on the other to make sure they were keeping their part of the treaty. On the month of August, Xirrah's daughter Surafi had grown up and lead out the representing pack of Silverfang, along with Xirrah's mate, Rafirr. Soon, a week went by and there was no sign of the group. Xirrah sent out another group in search of the previous one. Out of the whole group, only one arrived back, covered in major injuries only a wolf could do. "It is too late," the male rasped. He looked desperately at Xirrah. "They are coming." The dying male heaved one last breath, "Run." Wolves sprang from every direction possible and attacked the Silverfang pack, howling and snarling. The two alphas lept at Xirrah, along with a group of wolves and removed her fangs, putting her through all the pain. Death soon collected her soul and gave her new fangs. These new fangs are filled with a deadly venom that would paralyze you and eventually kill you in a day. These new fangs also have a cure for the poison that she can choose to activate or not. This poison also runs in her bloodstream.
Other: Ayet is awesome, but you probably knew that already.

[DojiMiko]

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[Padawan Jaywalker]

[[This intrigues me :3]]

Username: Jelli
Character's Name: Arizona
Age: Adult, Four Years
Gender: Female
Species: Maned Wolf
Rank: Strategist?
Appearance: Click!
Personality: Arizona is rather intelligent and is usually very aware of her surroundings as her large ears allow her to listen to many things very closely and her long legs allow her to see over tall grass. She's exceptionally good at figuring out puzzles no matter how cryptic. But Arizona also has a playful and less serious side to her. If she is not solving problems or concentrating on something then you would most likely find her playing with the pups of the pack or chasing butterflies and frogs. Sometimes she will forget her duty to the pack and she may need to be reminded from time to time.
History: Arizona was always a bit different from other wolves. Most others said she looked more like a tall fox than a wolf, which of course was true. Still, her species isn't all that closely related to foxes, she's a Maned Wolf to be exact. Arizona was born into a small pack in an extremely remote area. After a long drought that lasted about 15 years [Arizona was born near the end of it] most of the pack had died off. She and her mother were the only survivors and they moved to a misty and slowly dying forest. Arizona's mother had told her to watch out as Sun had left and the world was dying. After Arizona turned 3 her mother was killed due to the dying world and she lived on her own for about a year. Finally, she had been accepted into the Sawtooth Pack and worked her way up to Strategist status.
Other: Ayet is so cool!

Username: Jelli
Character's Name: Aristide
Age: Adult, Six Years
Gender: Male
Species: Grey Wolf
Rank: Loner
Appearance: Click!
Personality: Aristide is somewhat of a trickster, a trouble maker. He is known to pull small, harmless tricks on the other wolves of the pack. Before he became a part of the Sawtooth Pack, he went a little too far with a prank and was banished immediately. He has learned from his past mistake and tries to keep such tricks very low scale and never on the Royal or Upper Class. Since the banishing, he had gotten a lot more quite as he doesn't entirely know any of the wolves of his new pack. Aristide can be a terrible flirt and show off at times, but not very often.
History: Aristide was born royalty. He was the eldest son to an Alpha of a highly respected pack. His parents had never bothered to teach him right from wrong, so he spent a lot of time messing with the other pups. His mother thought of it a "harmless playing" and his father didn't really notice Aristide at all. The Alpha was too busy taking care of the pack. One day, when Aristide was about three years old, he pulled a stunt that had gone too far. He had always loved the way fire looked and he thought it would cool to set the entire forest on fire. The foolish wolf of course went through with his plan and his father immediately banished a confused Aristide from the pack thinking his son was a "demon". He was genuinely confused as he thought it was just a funny trick. The poor uneducated wolf didn't know the dangers of fire. Aristide spent three years as a loner until he was taken in by the Sawtooth Pack. He was found sick and in dire need of help by a Sawtooth member. But he has dramatically toned down his pranks and has learned to never mess with the Royal Class individuals. He has also gotten a lot more quite over the years.
Other: Ayet is so cool!

((Did you see this Uoneko?))

[*MoonSong*]

((I'm at a stand still I have no idea what to do.))

[bearcups]

As the water worked around him, Torka began to panic. He thrashed his hindlegs out once or twice and attempted to leap to his paws with no avail. In the end, he had to just lay there and let the water work its way over his fur and heal his burns. The stick between his jaws had ended up broken in half, and he spat out shards of wood into the water as he struggled to keep holding his breath. The healing meant that his body was incredibly itchy and he scratched a few times before turning and looking down at the scars. He looked at Thoth and managed a tiny smile. "Thank you, sir..." He stood up and looked back at the scars, his self-esteem falling to a crippling level and his happy-go-lucky personality on hold.

[Padawan Jaywalker]

((Uon?.... Consider this a bump~))