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[ImmyWimmy1]

Alik
With: No one, yet
Location: Outskirts of the Bluegrass Pride's territory
Current Mood: Running for his life!
Crush/Mate: No one

Alik could hear something in the distance, though the wind in his ears muffled most of it. But he knew fully well what it was. The pride. They'd detected him. He quickened up his pace, knowing it was only a matter of time before he'd be caught. The half-carcass would slow him down to the point where he wouldn't be able to run any faster. He wasn't going to go down easily. It wasn't Alik's style. He'd face and fight them if he had to. He just kept running, hoping to escape this nightmare soon!

[ImmyWimmy1]

((Username: ImmyWimmy1))

Name: "Oh, hello. My name is Melody, but some people just call me 'Mel'."

Gender: "I am female, but I thought you cou- nevermind."

Age: "I am 19 years old."

Description of items: "My orbs, made of enchanted sapphires, help me hunt better in the dark. Their light is only visible to carnivores and omnivores. I also didn't collect too many, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see where I was going."

Family: "Well, my father was a commander and my mother was a subordinate. My father was killed by a rogue and the previous leader cut my mother off from the other commander's. Times were rougher before Zevran's rule, believe me. Apparently I had a sibling, though he died a long time ago. Got trapped in a blizzard, I think."

Friends: "I haven't got many close friends, but I'm on good terms with the pride."

Enemies: "None, though I'd happily dispatch any threat to our pride."

Pride: "I'm in the Bluegrass Pride."

Mate/Crush: "Well... that's personal stuff..."

Sexual Orientation: "I'm heterosexual last time I checked."

Offsrping: "None."

Personality: "I guess you could describe me as shy. I'm not really much of a talker and I prefer to keep to myself. Though I'm very loyal, as I'd do anything to protect the pride. I'm not sure what you expect me to say about myself."

History: "As I said, I was born into the pride. The previous leader wanted nothing to do with my mother and I... I just don't want to talk about it right now..."

[GrayStar51]

{ Melody Accepted. }

[ImmyWimmy1]

{ Melody Accepted. }

Thanks. EveAngel left this post for you: ))

ϕ Leader
ϕ Male
ϕ Bluegrass Pride
ϕ Walking around
ϕ With no one

Zevran lifted his head as he instantly smelled a loner's scent, he darted off in the general direction of where it was coming from. "Bianca, a Loner is in our territory!" he called out as he dashed past her den, eyes instantly set on taking care of the loner that had walked in onto his land. Zevran bared his teeth as he started to pick up the pace of tracking down the loner. It had been a good long while since he had run across another loner, and Zevran was starting to enjoy the thrill of the hunt.

[landofmakebelieve]

[anybody open for Reshkomanan? Female, single..]

[Zen]

*Resigning from roleplay sorry its to hard to use headers, im only a beginner and that isn't my comfortable style.*

[Pterochicken]

(( May I join this roleplay?

Username: Pterochicken

Aelius can be found here.

Please let me know if you need more, I'm super excited to join! ))

[GrayStar51]

{ Both Accepted. }

ｂｉａｎｃａ

➢ female
➢ commander
➢ bluegrass pride
➢ single

Bianca turned around, seeing Zevran leaving on his usual patrol. The lone leader would often slip away from the pressure of his rank to patrol on his own. Bianca would never be more assertive in his presence, holding to much respect for the leader to overshadow him. But now that he was gone, Bianca could take command, even if it was only for the time being.

She saw Melody, a pretty silver female, much more attractive than the bulky, stout Bianca. Bianca called to her. "Melody!" She roared. Her eyes searched the camp for another to accompany her. Reshkomanan was lounging out peacefully in front of her den. "Reshkomanan! Both of you, come here. We are going on a patrol. Now!" She called out impatiently. The dull green female twitched her tail in waiting as she stood at the edge of the camp.

[LoneAnubis]

ϕ Leader
ϕ Male
ϕ Bluegrass Pride
ϕ Walking around
ϕ With no one

Zevran lifted his head as he instantly smelled a loner's scent, he darted off in the general direction of where it was coming from. "Bianca, a Loner is in our territory!" he called out as he dashed past her den, eyes instantly set on taking care of the loner that had walked in onto his land. Zevran bared his teeth as he started to pick up the pace of tracking down the loner. It had been a good long while since he had run across another loner, and Zevran was starting to enjoy the thrill of the hunt.

Quoting it, for Graystar ._.;

ϕ Rouge Shaman
ϕ Male
ϕ Loner
ϕ Laying on a rock
ϕ With his spirits

Omen's tail twitched as he watched the pride from a overhang. His cold eyes searched for something that would give him some sort of entertainment, though he knew that his presence was surely to be detected. Omen lifted his head from his paws to talk to one of the spirits "My lovely, would you be so kind as to hide my presence?" he asked one of the many spirits, though the one he was talking to was one of his favorites because of his dark aura. "If that is what master wants." was all he said and Omen could even sense that his presence was being hidden from the world. He laid his head back on his paws as he watched the Leader go after Alik "That boy is going to get himself into deep trouble" Omen said with a chuckle "That would most certainly be interesting!" he said and he heard the other, darker, spirits laugh with him.

[Zen]

Kholo lay in the snow, upset that he had nothing better to do. He moaned and yawned, rolled over, and growled as he was trying to get his big body in the perfect position. "Argh! this snow is to thin to sleep on." he grumbled as he rose to his paws, Trotting off in search for food.