∞❄I N F I N I T Y❄∞ | Semi-literate | WOLF RP | {Remake}

[Sk8terGal98]

Good morning everyone. I just wanted to say that I will not be on very often today because this morning I have a doctors appointment and then shortly after that I'm spending the night at my friends so to say the least, I will not be on until tomorrow.(:

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ғeмαle -- тнree yeαrѕ old -- ɴo crυѕн

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"The best dreams happen
when you're awake."

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Looking at the ground briefly, Cora hoped to hide the small frown on her face, she had no interest in becoming a omega but she had ground quite fond of this brute and she was sure the alpha would come after her anyway for trespassing. With her amber eyes flickering back up to meet his she tilted her head slightly and took a step forward as she peered around his shoulder to take a quick glance at the wolves, "Will he...will he be angry with me?" She asked him in a soft voice as she was slightly nervous of the high ranked male figure, she never got along with alphas in her past which gave her the idea to run from the pack and Medieval and move on with her life.

[Malédiction]

Medieval - Male - 5 years - Hunter - Crusheless - Mateless

A slight frown pulled the corner of Medieval's lips down as Cora looked at the ground. He couldn't help but wonder what went through that pretty head of hers. Giving a thoughtful sniff, he slowly let his mind wander a bit, before coming back to reality. The more he talked to Cora, the more he was intrigued by this fae. She didn't seem scared, no to the contrary, she almost looked... Relaxed. Well, he did visibly relax from his defensive position when he first spoke to her, and he had to admit he did enjoy talking to this Loner. As she asked him a question nervously, it took everything that was in the Hunter not to jump forward and nuzzle her shoulder. He wasn't quite sure how she would take it. "Of course not, Cora. He would only get angry if you were to attack one of his wolves." He started. "But even at that, most of the time Loners only attack in a case of self-defense.

{ { Anybody want to roleplay with Royale or Fantasy? } }

[Sk8terGal98]

•{{ oh sorry haha

x a v i e r • r e e s e

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мαle -- тнree yeαrѕ old -- lυɴα

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"Wolves don't loose any
sleep over the opinion
of the sheep."

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With a gentle flick of her right ear Cora shifted the weight from one paw to another as she seemed to become more comfortable in this males presence and with a soft but of air, she spoke again. "We'll being a loner is quite boring.." She mumbled quietly with a slight smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she tried convincing herself to join this pack. As she slowly became a bit more relaxed at the thought of finally joining a pack Cora took another step closer to the border as the distance between them shrunk with curiosity gleamed in her bright eyes. "I just hope I won't be an Omega for too long."

[Nuclear_Angel]

"Once more into the fray.
Into the last good fight I'll ever know.
Live and die on this day.
Live and die on this day."
-Ottway (The Gray)

{{ Name }}
" The Name is Hannibal. "

{{ Nickname }}
" If you want to keep on even grounds with me, don't. " || He doesn't like nicknames.

{{ Gender }}
" Kinda rude, aren't you? " || Bruit/Male

{{ Age }}
" Does it really matter? " || He is around five years old.

{{ Rank }}
" I'll follow in where ever the pack needs me. " || Hunter


{{ Looks && Body Structure }}
Hannibal is a pure white wolf with pale eyes. They are a light blue that's almost white looking. His paw pads are black as tar though with a matching back hue nose. His fur is not to long nor to short; just right. It's soft to the touch and in winter gets thick and fuzzy -warm- and summer it get's kinda thin. He stands taller then most other male wolves at a height of 6.5 feet. His body is held up with pure muscle. He weighs in at 125 pounds.

{{ Body flaws }}
Shh.. *Walks you away from Hannibal.* You didn't get this information from me. Hannibal is blind in his left eye, but with his pale eyes it's hard to tell. He hates others knowing about his blindness so if I was you I keep it zipped up. On his a inner right thigh he has a nasty scar from a fight.


{{ Personalty }}
Hot tempered: Hannibal can be a little bit short fuzzed when it comes to a wolf always messing up, acting dumb, or being disrespectful. Be careful he will be quick to put you in your place.
Trustful/Loyal: Hannibal with most is a kinda guy that you can talk to and not worry about him telling everyone your story or secrets. Don't take him for granted though; he that way in a show of respect and trust. You go blabbing his business he do the same to you in return. Respect him, he'll respect you.. His pretty much the saying "Treat others how you wish to be treated" kinda guy.
Protective: When it comes to someone threatening his family/loved ones/pack he will not put up with it. Hurt any of them and he'll be one your trail in a heart beat. He might not want to die, but he will put his life on the line for his loved ones and if it's called for he will give his life to save them.
Bold/Daring: Hannibal isn't afraid of much. He'll take a stand for what is right when no other will and look death in it's face. Even if he is scared he doesn't show it on the out side.

{{ History }}
" Past is the past and I intend on leaving it there... "

Hannibal when the drought came was a young wolf. He lived his days with his brother -Surge- on a quest to live. they where barley making it by. One day the stumbled upon a kill. They had no clue who or what it belonged to. Their hunger pushed cared to the side. They jumped at the chance of a free meal. As they packed their faces the owner of the kill was returning and wasn't happy to see them. Hannibal was grabbed by a strong set of jaws around his right thigh an slugged away. His left side of his face made contact with a near by tree; HARD! He was stunned and all he could hear was the sound of his brother and the best fighting. As Hannibal tried getting back to his feet he heard the blood turning yelp from Surge. Hannibal fell heavy with sorrow and fear as he turned his head toward the best and his little brother. He could barely see and there was a problem, but he couldn't place it at that moment. He was to carried away at the sight he seen before him. The sight of his blood brother hanging limp in the jaws of the monster. Hannibal's heart raced and his body was tore by rage mixed with sadness and fear for his life. 'Thud!' Was the sound of his brother's dead body hitting the ground. The beast roared with hate. Hannibal snarled back, he wanted so disparately to make the best pay, but he took the monster's warning and turned tail to save his own life. He ran, and ran, and ran, and ran in till he could run no more. His sore and tiered body hit the ground. He lay there in his own blood in tears. By night time the bleeding had stop and he got to his feet again. His tears dried to his dirty bloody fur. All he wanted now was to clean his body in cool water and that's were he head to. Years past, he noticed that from that day he was half blind, and he found refuge in a pack.

{{ Likes }}
Rain, water, the night sky and all it's glory, and having plenty of food for the pack.

{{ Dislikes }}
Hot days, droughts, un-trustworthy wolves, humans, and other's talking about his blindness.

{{ Dream }}
To one day have a family of his own.

{{ Fear }}
Having to face the monster of his past again.


{{ Crush }}
" No girl has caught my eye yet.. "

{{ Mate }}
" ..and none has made my heart want to chase after her. "

{{ Pups }}
"Maybe some day. " || None

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"Contemplating everything
you ever said.
Now I see the truth,
I got doubt
A different motive
in your eyes and now I’m out
See you later."
-Trapt (Headstrong)

{{ Name }}
"My name doesn't matter.." || Jade

{{ Nickname }}
"My name is already short and I don't take kindly to pet names."

{{ Gender }}
"I might be a Fae, but I can still take you down any day." || Fae/Female

{{ Age }}
"Old enough." || She is five years old.

{{ Rank }}
" A pack can't handle me. " || Loner


{{ Looks && Body Structure }}
Jade is a rather tall and well muscled fae. Shh.. I didn't say this, but she tends to be mistaken as a bruit at first glance. She has a very dark pelt close to soot. With a ashy look to it scattered down her back and around her face. That complements her vivid orange colored eyes.

{{ Body flaws }}
Jade's left ear has a few notches in it from a fight. Her top right canine tooth is chipped giving her a signature bite mark.


{{ Personalty }}
Grim: Jade can be a rather dark fae. Taking to the shadows. Cruel twisted jokes are the only ones she finds funny.
Stern: Jade is very to the point and strict. She has not time for silly games and disapproves of foolishness and goofing off.
Protective: When it comes to someone threatening her family/loved ones/pack she will not put up with it. Hurt any of them and she'll be one your trail in a heart beat and ready to rip out your throat and then asks questions latter.
Bold/Daring/Fearless: Jade is one of those people who will stare death in it's face and spit.
Fireball: She tends to be hot headed and easy to set off. She doesn't put up with no ones crap; not even the Alpha's. She'll tell anyone off in a heart beat when angered.
Naive/Headstrong: Jade can be quick to judge someone. She stubborn as hell and rather her way or the highway. Once she has her heart set on something good luck getting her to back down or see other.
Flirt: Jade is quite the flirt-er. She doesn't care who you are, who you're with, or even if you're an enemy she'll flirt with you. But don't get her wrong she's not trying to hook up with anybody; it's just in her nature to.

{{ History }}
"None of your business."

Jade had one litter mate. Her sister; Skyler. They grew up a normal life for the most part. Secretly though Jade hated her family and wished them dead. Why? No one knew. She has always been a twisted soul. Tormenting others and helpless prey. One day though she got her chance to kill her family. She was out with her sister when they spotted a fire starting. Her sister's reaction was to turn and run to tell the pack. Jade had other plans. She ran behind Skyler and tripped her feet out from under her. Jade pinned her sister to the ground and glared into her pleading confused eyes. With one fast move and clamp around the neck in cold blood she had killed her own sister. Instead of telling her pack about the fire she went to safety and watched them all burn. Some are to believe that is why her eyes are so burning like flames. That's the wolves that know of her story though and very few do. Jade is a lot older now and resides now on her own far away from where she did live.

{{ Likes }}
The dark, killing, fighting, and tormenting prey.

{{ Dislikes }}
Hot days, droughts, losing, and others knowing of her past.

{{ Dream }}
To one day live in peace with what she did.

{{ Fear }}
Nothing really scares her anymore. The lonely loner life made her that way; you see things the pack hinds and protects you from.


{{ Crush }}
"No bruit mesmerizes me."

{{ Mate }}
"I don't need one."

{{ Pups }}
"Hmm.." || None

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{My forms from the old role play.

[f o x.]

➵ ᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ

Rᴀɴᴋ Alpha
Cʀᴜsʜ ---
Mᴀᴛᴇ ---
Wɪᴛʜ Nobody

➵ Don't trust anyone in this
world;Even your own shadow
leaves you when your in the
ᴅᴀʀᴋ.

I let out a low yet rather intimidating as the early morning sun starts to stream through the entrance to my den, as I growl I shuffle away from the light before placing a paw over my eyes and falling asleep again; however I am disturbed when I feel a very unpleasant sensation on my face, the new day sun had heated up my dark fur causing it to become rather unbearable to sleep anymore. I snort and give in to the day and as I do I get up, stretch, yawn and blink as my eyes adjust to the new found light. "Great..." I mutter crossly to my self as I slip out of my den and over to a tree that stood in the center of the camp. My bright amber eyes watch the other wolves in my pack go about their business; a small smile creeps along my face and this was rare, I didn't smile much and when I did it was normally sarcastic.

[rottenmutt]

Hello,I am Illusion.If you haven't guessed I am a Brute and of two years of age. Approach me if you dare,but i would advise not too..

Name: Illusion
Age: Two years of age.
Meaning: His names means a shadow almost,someone who isn't there and that your mind is only playing tricks on you.

Illusion has a black onyx colored pelt. He has golden amber eyes. He is large and stocky for his size.He has gleaming white teeth and isn't afraid to use them,he has a lot of fur on his tail making it seem fluffier.He has large paws and has no speck of white on his body.
His amber eyes are full of hatred and rage when you stare into them.

Illusion has had a rough past for a wolf of his age. When he was a puppy his mother loved a loner,and thats how he knew his 'father'. But his real father was his alpha and nobody told him.He was learning how to be a warrior in the pack when his mom saw her mate and ran to him happily. Illusion followed of course and his eyes flashed behind him to see his alpha run up and stop in his tracks asking who the rouge male was. Illusion whimpered and stood behind his mom,his mom protected the loner for some reason he never knew. The alpha growled and attacked Illusions mother,killing her in a matter of minutes. He didn't know what to do.His 'dad' ran off back into the woods and Illusion sat beside his mother when the alpha nudged Illusion. And told him that he was his real father,Illusion in shock and confusion nodded. The alpha taught him that a wolf could never love,a strong one at least.And that death and revenge is the only way that leads out.As Illusion grew older he soon left on his own after his pack turned their back on him and attacked,even his own father.He started his own pack and swore his revenge one day in the future,and he has every detail planned out to a extent.

Rank: loner

Illusion may come off nice but hes far from it. He is cold hearted and mean.He only is nice if he needs something from you.He is very wicked and harsh with words.He has no warm spots for hope or love.He thinks love is stupid and childish along with hope.There is no hope and he doesn't care.He is very mean and has no manners towards others.He doesn't respect anybody but himself.But he is very brave,he isn't afraid to fight if he has too.He believes in the saying "me,myself and I."He is more pushed off and alone then most alphas. He likes his peace and silence to himself.He is strong willed and never gives up,but the male can get highly agitated and irritated very quickly,so thats a fair warning about this brute.

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[color=grey]"This is our vengeance.
Orphan of broken dreams:
Your word isn't what it seems.
You're jealous and weak:
Stay humble and meek
And one day you might succeed."[/color][/quote][/left][center][size=85][/size][/center]

[hypnotic.]

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Alyxandra still wasn't sure if this was the pack that she could decide to end her one year loner status. She was anxious to meet the alpha, his impression would be used as the debate to join or not. Another would be the appearance of the pack. The white fae kept her eyes lurking around as she followed this beta fae towards the pack. She knew this was risky, packs usually didn't accept loners and so she had no idea if this fae was being serious about her joining or leading her to her death. She gulped, she really wished the death part was just her imagination. After all, maybe she should join this pack until she gets her energy back and disappear. Now that sounded promising, but she couldn't be sure if she would make it out alive if she was up against the whole pack. Or what if the alpha didn't even accept her. Her mind wondered off as she over thought this situation. But then her mind went blank as her eyes caught the entrance of the packs dens. This is when her heart started racing, not out of fear but because she was nervous. She began to feel awkward and decided to ask,“I've been wondering for a while, what's your name?”

{ took this off the old one cus i didn't know what to say :)

[corpus christi]

Anyone open for my wolves? Page 2)

[f o x.]

{ Yes, I have Phantom the alpha male open at the second.

[corpus christi]

Ok. Which wolf do you want me to rp? They're on page 2. And FYI I'm on my iPod so I can only try and make it look pretty.)))