ｍｉｄｎｉｇｈｔ & ｍｏｏｎｌｉｔ| ˢᵉᵐᶤ ˡᶤᵗ ʷᵒˡᶠ ʳᵖ

[love lucy]

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CS rules
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Always to be present. This are Tess and Nick's rules. Admins and mods are included in this too. You know their rules, so please don't break them or else you could be banned and the role-play closed. So be a good member of chicken-smoothie and contribute by fallowing their rules.

reality is the key
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Try to be as realistic as possible. That goes for posts as well as the forms. And by this I mean, no cartoons or such for pictures. Have real pictures or at least realistic drawings. On posts your wolf can't do things like kill others without the role-player's permission, or take down elk or half a herd of deer by themselves. It is simply impossible and annoying when there is too much perfection in somebody.

semi-lit
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You know what it means. Semi literate posts and forms are expected, meaning pretty posts and forms with more than five sentences. I understand if at some point someone has writer's block or MB and does a little less than expected. But that won't always apply. Please try to follow this rule.

drama
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Drama is one of the things encouraged, so go ahead and try to create drama. However don't make it revolve around your character, and try to include the rest of the role-players' characters as most as possible. That way no one will be left out, and it will make everything more interesting.

mods
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Yes, every role-play needs it's mods, and I as the creator of this thread am the one who will choose who these two people are according to their level of activity and how well they go along with the rest of the role-players and rules. Again, I made this thread, so I get to change rules and ban members who break the rules from this role-play.

brutes & vixens
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OK, now this is about the charries. Please try to keep at most a normal rate. Try to keep it as one and one. If you make a female, you have to have a male. Vice versa. Just to keep numbers as even as possible. Don't necessarily have to have a male for every female, but try to leave everyone with a choice. Oh, and hybrids are allowed.

forms
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You can have your own type of form as long as it meets the requirements like gender, pack, rank, age, name, crush, mate, pups, personality (+15) and history (+15) in the minimum.

goal
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This is IMPORTANT. A MUST READ. Whoever is planning on joining must know that this role-play has the goal of becoming a long-lasting role-play. Many semi-lit role-plays die easily with a few days. As to why those who have been invited must be determined to keep the role-play alive for as long as possible. Giving the welcome to a semi-lit sanctuary.

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[love lucy]

The never ending war between these two packs started when the seasons became stronger. Midnight was already set in the same territory as it had always inhabited. A pack that goes years back and has been growing with the passing time. It grows for vast lands, occupying kilometers and kilometers or streams, rivers, prairies, and their biggest piece of land: the woods.

But the winters stared coming with blizzards so strong that with days you had to stay hidden in a den with most of your pack-mates. And summers dried the land so much that the ground cracked and smaller streams dried up, leaving the pastures without any prey. That was when Moonlit established.

This new pack started exploring and met up with the Midnight pack. They tried to coerce the alpha into giving away a piece of their land. But the Minighters would not capitulate into giving away part of their history. Midnight pack is legendary for it's vast lands and time on earth. As to why they ostracized all Moonlit members from their land. No one could try to come over. And to Moonlit this seemed to be the declaration of war. Since then these two packs have gone against one another, both trying to keep herds to themselves and the survival of their packs. Competing for territory. Only the narrow valley that marks each other's boundaries gets in the way. Neutral ground. Just like you. So which way will you go?

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[love lucy]

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{The Land} { The Woods } { Hunting Grounds }

here you have the higher ranks.
those who lead and those who support.
those who give strength and order
to keep the pack together.
believe in them
for your life as a member
depends of those wolves.
never anger for they shall see
to your demise
it is but a fool's wish
to anger an alpha and his might

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Ｗｏｌｆ Ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ
Alpha;

Lowers Head - Sorry. Not Interested
Looks from the Wolf, to His/Her den - I need to talk to you
Nods Head - You're accepted
Looks at Curiously - Come with me
Raises Eyebrow - Curious
Growls and narrows eyes - Leave me alone.
Ears forward + Bite muzzle + Growling - I am your Alpha!
Ears pulled back upward + Tall - Do you dare disrespect me?
Ears forward + Bares teeth + Tail straight out - Respect me!
Snaps air + Head below shoulders - Get out of here!
Stands over submissive wolf + Snarling - I’ll put you in your place
Pushing on shoulders with paws + Growling - Submit now!
Bares teeth + Glares at - Leave me alone

Ｗｏｌｆ Ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ
✘ Submissive ✘

Ears pulled back + Whining + Tail low - I'm sorry!
Ears pulled back + Whimpering + Tail tucked - I mean no harm
Ears flat + Tail tucked + Whining - Fear
Ears flat + Arched back + Tail tucked - You are my Alpha
Ears flat + Roll on back exposing belly - I give up!
Dips/Bows head - Respect
Flattens ears against head and whines - worried

Ｗｏｌｆ Ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ
☠ Threats ☠

Attacks - Get away from my pack!
Flattens Ears and bares teeth/snarls - I'll kill you!
Lifts Tail - Wanna fight!?
Circles - YOU'RE DEAD!
Lowers Head+Snarling - you're dead.
Fur Stands On End - Go away and never return
Growl - Back. Up. NOW
Bares Teeth - Leave Now
Lowers head + Snarls - I’m warning you!
Snarls - Get away!
Snarls + Bristles + Bares teeth - Back off!
Lunges - I will attack!
Backs away + Growls - I’ll get you later
Ears back + Tail tucked + growling low - get away!
Snaps at air – Leave now!

Ｗｏｌｆ Ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ
▣ Howl Talk ▣

▣. Long Howl:: Come here
▣. Short Howl:: Go away
▣. Medium Loudness Howl:: Is anyone here??
▣. Quiet Howl:: Mating Howl
▣. Loud Howl:: I’m lost!
▣. Medium Sounding Howl:: Hide and seek time!!
▣. Long Loud Howl:: Is anyone here?
▣. Long Quiet Howl:: I think I smell a pack!
▣. Long Medium Sounding Howl:: Calling to the pack
▣. Short Quiet Howl:: I’m sorry
▣. Short Loud Howl:: Let’s play!!
▣. Yapp:: Playful

Ｗｏｌｆ Ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ
Social-

Lick constantly = Grooming
Lick cheek / Nuzzle = Comfort/Its ok
Tackle + nip anywhere on body = Lets playfight!
Paws face = Your silly
Play bow + bounds away = Cant catch me!
Roll on back = I give up!
Flick ears = Unsure

the αlpнαs

↳мαle → Talekov
ғeмαle →

the вeтαs

↳мαle → Dawson
ғeмαle →




we are one and the other
we feel the same the others feel
and if a mate mourns
we mourn
and if a member dies
part of us dies
and if a member is joyous
we are all joyous
because we are a pack

because of each tear
because of each smile
we share together
for we feel the same as a family
and if you shed tears so will we

we follow strong leaders
but we make the family
we give them a reason to lead

and even if we can't see you
we are watching over you

because this is the way of the pack
and we are one and the other

the strength of the pack is the wolf
the strength of the wolf is the pack

we stand by our ways
we have survived
this long is a chance in the stars
closest thing to paradise on earth
living in a sanctuary
were we all protect each other to death
for what is the purpose of the wolf
without a pack?
what good does it do to be alone
when you want your howls to echo
with voices along
welcome to the midnight utopia

and no matter were you rank
we'll always be there for you

it is but a rule to know that what lies
in the mist if a wolf's spirit
it's it's calling comrades
howling with their voices at the moon
Calling to tell that a wolves place
is in a pack to protect.

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leαd ғιɢнтers

↳мαle → Grizz
ғeмαle →


ғιɢнтerѕ →

reserved spot for pepper potts.


leαd нυɴтers

↳мαle →
ғeмαle → Nine

нυɴтers →

Lincoln
Paradox


leαd нeαlers

↳мαle →
ғeмαle → Nymeria

нeαlers → {apprentices to healers}


oмeɢαѕ →

Amsterdam
reserved spot - Toby.

pups →


elders →

[love lucy]

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{The land } { The Prairie } { River }

here you have the higher ranks.
those who lead and those who support.
those who give strength and order
to keep the pack together.
believe in them
for your life as a member
depends of those wolves.
never anger for they shall see
to your demise
it is but a fool's wish
to anger an alpha and his might

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Ｗｏｌｆ Ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ
Alpha;

Lowers Head - Sorry. Not Interested
Looks from the Wolf, to His/Her den - I need to talk to you
Nods Head - You're accepted
Looks at Curiously - Come with me
Raises Eyebrow - Curious
Growls and narrows eyes - Leave me alone.
Ears forward + Bite muzzle + Growling - I am your Alpha!
Ears pulled back upward + Tall - Do you dare disrespect me?
Ears forward + Bares teeth + Tail straight out - Respect me!
Snaps air + Head below shoulders - Get out of here!
Stands over submissive wolf + Snarling - I’ll put you in your place
Pushing on shoulders with paws + Growling - Submit now!
Bares teeth + Glares at - Leave me alone

Ｗｏｌｆ Ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ
✘ Submissive ✘

Ears pulled back + Whining + Tail low - I'm sorry!
Ears pulled back + Whimpering + Tail tucked - I mean no harm
Ears flat + Tail tucked + Whining - Fear
Ears flat + Arched back + Tail tucked - You are my Alpha
Ears flat + Roll on back exposing belly - I give up!
Dips/Bows head - Respect
Flattens ears against head and whines - worried

Ｗｏｌｆ Ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ
☠ Threats ☠

Attacks - Get away from my pack!
Flattens Ears and bares teeth/snarls - I'll kill you!
Lifts Tail - Wanna fight!?
Circles - YOU'RE DEAD!
Lowers Head+Snarling - you're dead.
Fur Stands On End - Go away and never return
Growl - Back. Up. NOW
Bares Teeth - Leave Now
Lowers head + Snarls - I’m warning you!
Snarls - Get away!
Snarls + Bristles + Bares teeth - Back off!
Lunges - I will attack!
Backs away + Growls - I’ll get you later
Ears back + Tail tucked + growling low - get away!
Snaps at air – Leave now!

Ｗｏｌｆ Ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ
▣ Howl Talk ▣

▣. Long Howl:: Come here
▣. Short Howl:: Go away
▣. Medium Loudness Howl:: Is anyone here??
▣. Quiet Howl:: Mating Howl
▣. Loud Howl:: I’m lost!
▣. Medium Sounding Howl:: Hide and seek time!!
▣. Long Loud Howl:: Is anyone here?
▣. Long Quiet Howl:: I think I smell a pack!
▣. Long Medium Sounding Howl:: Calling to the pack
▣. Short Quiet Howl:: I’m sorry
▣. Short Loud Howl:: Let’s play!!
▣. Yapp:: Playful

Ｗｏｌｆ Ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ
Social-

Lick constantly = Grooming
Lick cheek / Nuzzle = Comfort/Its ok
Tackle + nip anywhere on body = Lets playfight!
Paws face = Your silly
Play bow + bounds away = Cant catch me!
Roll on back = I give up!
Flick ears = Unsure

the αlpнαs

↳мαle → Riddle
ғeмαle →

the вeтαs

↳мαle →
ғeмαle → Cheyenne





we are one and the other
we feel the same the others feel
and if a mate mourns
we mourn
and if a member dies
part of us dies
and if a member is joyous
we are all joyous
because we are a pack

because of each tear
because of each smile
we share together
for we feel the same as a family
and if you shed tears so will we

we follow strong leaders
but we make the family
we give them a reason to lead

and even if we can't see you
we are watching over you

because this is the way of the pack
and we are one and the other

the strength of the pack is the wolf
the strength of the wolf is the pack

we stand by our ways
we have survived
this long is a chance in the stars
closest thing to paradise on earth
living in a sanctuary
were we all protect each other to death
for what is the purpose of the wolf
without a pack?
what good does it do to be alone
when you want your howls to echo
with voices along
welcome to the midnight utopia

and no matter were you rank
we'll always be there for you

it is but a rule to know that what lies
in the mist if a wolf's spirit
it's it's calling comrades
howling with their voices at the moon
Calling to tell that a wolves place
is in a pack to protect.

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leαd ғιɢнтers

↳мαle →
ғeмαle → reserved for pepper potts

ғιɢнтerѕ →

Leland

leαd нυɴтers

↳мαle → Logan
ғeмαle →

нυɴтers →

[reserved spot- Toby.]

leαd нeαlers
↳мαle →
ғeмαle → reserved for ƨɛcσи∂ ρℓαиɛт.

нeαlers → {apprentices to healers}


oмeɢαѕ →


pups →


elders →

[love lucy]

IN LOVE AND WAR

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ｌｏｎｅｒs

those who wander around do not belong within the packs. they live on the outskirts of the territory and are often referred to as 'outsiders'. Not treated well when joining a pack, since they are not trusted.

White Fang
Hollow
Coup d'etat

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ｒｅｌａｔiｏｎs

Crushes
________ and __________
________ and __________
________ and __________
________ and __________
________ and __________
________ and __________

Prohibited love
________ and __________
________ and __________
________ and __________
________ and __________
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Mates
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The Love Symetrics
and it goes on and on
in a cirlce or just between three
a triangle but maybe a love square
it is all within math's
love's symmetries.
love pentagon?

{ lovebird's corner }

this is the place where the lovebird's go. It's hidden by huge boulders that act as walls. none of the packs have claimed the land as theirs since none of them really know of this place. it exists between each other's boundaries, but no body really knows where it lays. only those in love come upon it, but then they keep it secret. since it is the place where those with unrequited love shed tears, and where those in love become one. this is also the place where those who live under prohibited love meet.

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season: late winter

the snow is melting, the sun is finally coming out, but the nights are still cold and the prey is still scarce. cougars tend to come down from the mountains in search for food now that the blizzards have stopped. females are in heat. mating season, preparing for spring's break. careful with bears who are starting to wake!

[ key to predators and the like ]

eagles;

tend to fly around during winter looking for smaller animals. pups need to be guarded well since eagles snatch them in the blink of an eye. be on the look when on charge of pups. don't let them out until they're a few months old and they're too heavy for the eagles to carry.

bears;

this huge animals come back from their slumber hungry. and a wolf is easily on the menu! don't go near caves or fishing streams. these animals can kill you with the swap of one paw.

cougars;

from the mountains come this big cats. they all want a pound of meat and since now there is not much snow in the way they can easily come and go. their prey usually comes down to valleys during this time of the years, so be careful. if they are having a bad mood over catching some food, a weak wolf is always an option.

p a c k - a n n o u n c e m e n t s

28/4/2013 → Thread Opened:
~The snow has finally stopped falling and the weather is calm. first morning with the sun out and bright.

Monday, May 27- 10: 17 p.m.→ open to posting!

[love lucy]

just because you're losing doesn't mean you're • l o s t

I AM THE ALPHA HERE

talekov currently is the alpha of the Midnight pack being just five years. He has no love interest of sorts, crush, or lineage, so don't pester him with such things. He is very active and friendly. Over time he's developed to be easy going, but very over-protective with his loved ones. Once you get to know him he ends up being a great friend, but a very protective one that will fight for a slight reason if given the chance. He hates being left last, so he is always willing to go ahead.

WE MUST LIVE THROUGH PAIN

long story short : He was born into a normal pack, son of subordinates, just another pup. He had three siblings and they spent all their time playing and bothering each other. Long days and nights he spent on it until one day when something strange happened.

He was about four months old. And at first, one of the pack members who had gone border patrolling appeared dead. Nobody knew why, just that he was dead. And soon Talekov would know the reason why. Lurking in the shadows, there was a pack, watching his, wanting to take control of their territory. A few days after another death, and more suspicions. Everyone came to think that it was one inside the pack, or that the cougars had come early for winter. Whichever, it wasn't anything they wanted to have as an option.

On a cold starry night, a howl echoed through all the dens as closer ones followed. Everyone was alert, but it was too late. Without any mercy the rogue pack eliminated each one of the fighters quickly as the pups were sent to hiding. Talekov never saw his parents or his siblings again after that moment when he was seized up by a pup-sitter and taken away to the borders. The loyal comrade that had taking him away in time return into the fight and that was the last member of his pack he saw alive. So scared, even though he tried to reach his family, he could not, as a storm came and a stream form in front of him, as lightening created a fire that consumed his pack's territory.

The next morning, he mourned in silence before leaving, knowing he had to find a way to survive, and starting to travel from pack to pack, learning new things to keep himself alive. Talekov, wanting to settle, reached what today is teh Midnight territory and became the alpha when the previous one died of age. Having no kin, the elder asked Talekov to assume the charge, and here you have him.

WHY DO LOOKS COUNT?

he is a little taller than the average male wolf, but he's lean and strong. He has the average weight and such, however he looks certainly bigger than others, and that makes him think of himself as a klutz.Tall, lean, almost slim but fit black colored wolf with auburn/orange eyes. His eyes are mostly brown, but they usually look orange. He is tall and strong but not bulky. His coat is pitch black, and if ruffle one can see the fighting scars underneath. Talekov is also a very agile wolf, by the means of fast and quick-thinker.

LIFE.

What else to say? Here he is, trying to lead a pack. He has no love interest of sorts. Try to impress him if you want, but he is a hard male to come through.

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I WILL START INTRODUCING MYSELF WITH MY NAME

Hello. Nice day, isn't it? My name is Eponine Pluie. As for what I know, my mother liked the name Eponine. She said it was unique. I like it too. Then there's Pluie. It means rain. And I sincerely don't know why this was added to my name. Eponine is long enough, as to why I ask you to please call me Nine. Everyone who's close to me does. I'm a female, if you have not noticed, and I believe to be just three years old. At the moment I currently live in Midnight Pack, as a hunter.

QUITE A LOOKER, AM I ?

Yes, I think I been told so before. I am not sure of what you think, but I think I'm beautiful. And not in the snotty way, no. But in the sense that- I'm not going to explain that to you! Anyways, who are you asking so many questions? I wonder why I still have kept my temper with you. I'll just answer if you agree to leave me alone right away. Got it? Good. I'm a pure white she-wolf. The white is a dull as snow. My eyes are an auburn brown, and I'm pretty small for my age. I guess I was the runt of the litter after all. To you, just think of me as nothing out of the ordinary. At least, where I come from there's too many white wolves. I have a puffy tail and small ears. My built is small framed, lean, and not big, but very agile. I'm a quick runner thanks to my size. It makes me a good hunter.

ABOUT MY PERSONALITY?

Let me just tell yo that you're getting too much out of me, and out of what I usually say. If asking so many questions calm you, then go ahead. But don't share it with anybody else, or I'll take your eyes out and cut your tongue. The last thing you'll see would be this ray of sunshine here.

To tell the truth I'm a pessimist. I can't make an optimistic comment to save my life. And I don't really like to call myself a pessimist. It's more like a realist. Yeah, that's it. When I say those awful things that you also know, but don't want to accept. I'm a realist, and I just spit the truth out. No way I'm going to sugar coat anything. I have a very special temper and can lose it to anyone. So don't you come annoy me again! Oh, and if you value your life, don't ever bring up water.

LOVE LIFE, REALLY ?

You stoop so low as to even try to ask me of my love life! Please, is it not obvious? I do not have a crush on anybody. And no matter if I did, nobody would like such a dull looking female! Specially with my persona! Are you thinking straight? I o not have a mate, and I'm not really counting on one soon. Pups? You're such an idiot. I do not have pups, and although they're cute, I do not think I'd be a good mother. That's as good as it gets. No, leave the topic alone.

HISTORY...

I guess there's no point on hiding it, is there? Long story short: I was born like any other wolf to two loving parents. I had a comfy home with five siblings. All of which I do not know where they are. We were born in a pack. As beta pups. Yes, my parents were betas. Surprise, huh? I do not look like a leader. Though I remember the way my father gave out orders and carried away situations as if it were his second nature. Mom was also excellent at giving comfort when everything seemed dark. They were so noble and good to anyone. However, I do not take in their humble attitude, nor will try to.

Time skip. Everything went tumbling down when hunters came. If you have been wondering, those scars slightly visible on my left leg were earned there. In a fight against hunters. I was just a pup, so I was taken to a refuge. The hunters had come when almost half the pack was hunting. And they came and killed. We were no match for such a large number. At the end, those doing the hunting heard the howls for help and came. My parents were brutally killed as they arrived to camp. I for instance, went of running. My siblings did the same. I was a confused, bundle of tears practically. Nothing else came to mind.

I still have nightmares of what happened afterwards. The hunters took me just as I tried to get away. They hauled me into a bag with a few more of my brothers. The rest had escaped. We were thrown into a crater. And from there we could have a look at the dead bodies being carried. The dead bodies of my parents. They took them as prizes. On that cold night, I could have sworn that when looking into my father's dead face I could still see the hint of fear in his irises. The light o the moon didn't let me forget such a face. So I whimpered and begged for the night to crawl upon me and drag me into darkness, where I could no longer could see my father's once steady look into one of fright and fear. I did not sleep afterwards. It was inevitable.

The hunters took me and my siblings to their camping area. We were treated like scum. Then we were taking one by one into this metal thing. Truck, was it? Anyway, we were on a path for several days. he hunters started taking us out more frequently when we started getting slightly bigger. They apparently wanted to sell us. I was the smallest, so luckily I wasn't appealing. At the end, we ended up camping a month after my pack was attacked. We were in the middle of the woods again. We'd left the truck behind, but we were taken. The hunters had fish for dinner. The smell still strong in the air. That was when the bear came. The smell of fish had called his attention. Chaos fell and we were freed by the hunters themselves. They ran from the bear, who in a sour mood tried to take down the hunters. I ran away again. Without my family. Luckily, on the way a female found me. She took me with her to a pack nearby, and raised me there.

I didn't last long. As far as I was concerned, this female had pups of her own, and I was just a burden. When I was old enough to take care of myself I left. To search for my siblings. The others who had escaped. Maybe my pack was around somewhere. Or so I used to think. I never came upon any of them. So I gave up. And joined a new pack to start anew.

I think the right word to describe me would be a quitter. I did not search for them fearing the obvious. Pessimist mind, I tell you. I just gave up. Guess I'm not beta material. At the end, I am just me. And I'm sorry every day for stopping my search. But what can I do?

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[Cyphron]

Darkness is all I seek, loneliness is all I feel.
The savageness within, the monster inside,
it's all lies. Deathly eyes, cooling tone,
sharp fangs. Is all I am, but I am no monster.
Scars cover me, they said time would heal them
they spoke lies. The pain lessened and scar tissue
covered them, but they still haunt me. There
is only one to aid, only one to bring light.
One day that one will come, but for now
I stand alone

Hello there young one, the name is White Fang. Nothing more and nothing less, just plain White Fang is what I prefer to come by. I was named after my sharp white fangs as you can say they were what I was known for as a pup and still to this day. I prefer that you do not call me by any nicknames as I feel no need for them, so please refrain from doing so. Shall I say I have walked this earth for four years and six moons now, as you can see I am not that old and not that young, a right age basically. I am a full blooded male, brute, lad, anything you can say but I am indeed a male, nowhere near female.

As far as sight goes you can see that I am a fairly large wolf with muscles that ripple beneath my pelt with every moment that I make. I am lean and agile, but speed is not much on my side as strength is. My fur has multiple colors, radiating from a light caramel brown to a dark coal black with tints of white and down to a light stormy gray. My fur has no pattern to it's coloring so you can never see nor tell which main color is basically made up of my entire pelt, I'm not even sure myself. My fur is sleek and smooth to the touch, almost soft and my tail consists to appear like a wooly fox tail. The tips of my fur curl in towards my stomach like claws protecting the skin underneath. Many scars hide deep within my fur from many fights in my past, though one is the most noticable and the most haunting. A jagged scar goes straight through and across my left eye, a pinkish color somewhat that is in sight with just one glance towards my direction. Many judge with this scar and I pay no heed as I have grown use to it over the years. My eyes are an icy blue with what appears to be a haunting edge to them, almost eerie like. My eyes hold no emotions as I have learned to mask them over, though they hold truth many times. Some have told me that when I look your way it is as if my eyes are peering into your soul. I don't believe this but it is what I'm told.

Ah, so I see as my time to tell my psersonality comes forth. To start off I have always been a lone wolf, always have been and most likely always will be. I dislike being in crowds and surrounded by multiple wolves at once. I prefer to keep to myself and be left in peace, as no one can annoy you when you are alone. I'm reserved and introvert you can say, but not quite shy, just anti-social more or less. Though I know in due time I will adopt to being surrounded by many, I know that the loneliness in the pit of my heart will always be there, no matter what. A constant reminder of what I am. I'm a loner at heart and there is no hiding that. When I am around others I show no emotions to them, only if I want to. I'm apathetic, not giving away anything of what I'm feeling in my voice or body language. No emotions come across me so it's difficult to figure me out, though most have never tried. With showing no emotions I show no weaknesses, so almost everybody leaves me be, never getting on my bad side which could lead to my aggressivenss. With my aggression I go into a hostile and cautious mode, snarling at anybody in sight with my hackles raised and teeth bared. I only see red and everybody as a threat, including if someone I care about is in danger is when such thing as my aggression comes in. It's almost impossible to bring me out of it unless one I trust is close by. As we move alone past my temper I have picked up the trait of being extremely observant. I can easily read your emotions by just seeing into your eyes or reading your body language or the sound of your voice. I can pick up on habits that you have, even habits that you may not be aware of. To say in other words, I can easily figure you out, it's almost as if you are an open book to me. I hope you are aware of the quote; Our eyes are windows to our soul as this very quote applies to me. My eyes reveal all of what I am feeling for a minimal time before I mask them over, it only takes one quick glance at the right timing to discover what I am feeling. That is why I hardly let anyone look into my eyes as I don't want them to figure me out. To me showing emotions is showing weakness and I hate doing so, emotions are our enemies, never our allies. I have trust issues as you can see so I hardly let anyone in, trust comes as in respect to me so once you gain my respect you are close to gaining my trust. Once you gain my trust I remain loyal to you, always standing by your side no matter what and offering what ever advice I can give. I'm wise I can tell you though I always give my advice in quotes and riddles, wanting to one I tell to think through it instead of giving them the answer straight forward. Nothing ever comes easy. I am not the forgiving type, I hardly give second chances unless one truly deserves it in my eyes. It takes a moment to forgive but it takes a lifetime to forget. We easily forgive without even knowing it, but that one memory, that one moment they betrayed us will always stay deep within our mind. No matter what memories stay and sometimes they aren't friendly.

I was born in a late spring night with my sister Promise Broken and my brother Noble Soldier. Every morning we would always hear yelling although we never knew who the voices belonged to or why they were yelling. When we were all a month old I was playing outside with my brother Noble and my sister Promise when I heard growling and whimpering. I left my siblings to check it out and well to say it my so called father Ace was attacking my mother Whisper. She was badly wounded with scars and blood everywhere around her. I hid and Ace stormed off and went after my siblings who were still playing and unaware of what was happening. I followed Ace quietly and saw him grab Noble by the scruff and take him away. A few days later while I was in the den with Promise and my mother Whisper, a gray colored wolf came along who went by the name of Alcatraz. I find out that he was Whisper's brother and let's just say he took me away from my mother and she did nothing about it. I struggled against his grip but everything I tried was no good and I watched as I was carried away from Promise, the only family I had left that cared about me. I stood with Alcatraz for about a year, a year of hard training and brutal truth. Being around Alcatraz I learned that he had took me away from Whisper so that he can train me to be a great fighter and to be prepared for something, but he never told me what. Alcatraz left me leave and so I did, traveling as a lone wolf was mild difficult but I learned. Fighting constantly with other wolves over territory and prey. One evening as I was doing my daily rounds on scouting the territory I had claimed for awhile I saw a familiar looking black and golden creamed colored wolf, which turned out to be Noble. He had grown different over the years more selfish, conceited to shorten words he was just like Ace. We fought almost everyday, finding out ourselves that this was why we were trained. Alcatraz and Ace had always been rivals so they decided to settle it by making Ace's two sons fight resulting in Noble and I. Noble making a cheap shot during one fight latched himself onto me and bit down close to my eyes and dug his fangs deep into my skin until he reached my muzzle. I tossed him off and he left. The next day I went looking for him, but to find out that he had been mauled by a bear. It wasn't long before I abandoned the territory and left, leaving the barren place behind but carrying the memory and scar with me.

I have never seen much into the subject of love nor ever thought of having a mate, but I would like to have pups someday. I don't see much for the reason of love as some use it as a upperhand towards us, but I've seen what it can do I can tell you that I yearn for that feeling, but have never came across it with a female. It will be foreign to me I'm aware of that, but I await for when one comes across and finds their way into my heart, to love the beast with many scars and flaws. That will be the day that the shackles fall and the redemption arrives.

Some things that I like is obviously being alone, I enjoy the peacefuly silence that dwindles in the air, the calming aura of nature around you. I like nature, everything is natural around you. Mother Nature knows when to stop and when to destroy. I also have a strange attraction to thunder storms, don't ask why but I like the booming and crackling sounds of the the thunder and lightning. Storms are in the sky but what else I like gazing up there are the stars, so many out there that we aren't even aware of. It's like no other.

What I dislike would have to be distrubed peaceful silence, I don't understand why people can't take a chance to sit still and listen. I also tend to dislike jealousy, there's no point to it to me as the only thing you will hurt is yourself, the one you are using, and the one you want to get jealous. I don't like having to show my emotions and showing weakness, there's no telling what could happen with one give away. I tend to not take a very good liking towards brutes that are conceited, faes that throw themselves and mostly know it alls. I also don't like when one complains, I'm silently pleading in my mind for you to shut up, but I don't want to be rude so I stay quiet.

Ah fears, the things that prevent everybody from being in peace. One major fear of mine is people betraying my trust, I fear that they will stab me in the back and leave me there to rot. When I give you my trust I'm giving you a part of me and once you betray me, you rip that part of me to shreds. I guess which leads to my trust issues. Being in small tight spaces is another one of my fears, I panic when I'm locked in a tight room and I get this hollow feeling in my stomach. Not being able to read someone through their eyes or body language, it frightens me beyond belief. When I can't interpret someone, I feel lost and helpless. Reading them helps me understand without words and when I can't do that, I panic. Death. The most common fear among all. Yes I fear death just as much as anybody, I know that it's going to come one day but I can't help but fear that very day that it will arrive.

I reside in no pack and fulfill the name of a loner. I roam within the neutral lands and stray far from those two packs, not wanting to have anything to do with them. I respect their wishes and never cross their boarders and they shall do the same, with that I can assure you no problems will ever arise.