ＡＳＨＥＮ ＷＯＯＤ - ˢᵉᵐᶤ ˡᶤᵗ ʷᵒˡᶠ ʳᵖ - accepting

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Basically.

Name: "My name is Rebel. Harsh name, I know."
Nickname/s: "I don't really have one. Sometimes I get called Bel, since it doesn't sound so menacing, but I do prefer Rebel."
Age: "As of now, I think I'm three and a half years old. Maybe a bit less."
Gender: "I'm a fae. I know my name sounds more like a brute's, so I wouldn't be surprised if you got that as the first impression."
Pack: "I'd really like to join the Hollow Hill's pack. Seems nice there."
Rank: "I'd like to be a Warrior, but I can also hunt if needed."

Physically.

Eyes: "I have light brown eyes. I wish that they were blue or green, something not so plain, but it is what it is and I can't change that."
Fur: "I really do love my fur My muzzle, chest, underbelly, legs and paws are white. The upper part of my body is a mixture of cream, grey, and a little black. My tail is a silver/grey-ish color with a light russet tip."
Build: "I have a slight strong-built body. I'm a bit stronger than the average wolf, but what my strength holds makes me lack in agility. I'm not as nimble as a lean built wolf, but I am pretty quick on my feet."
Full Description: "I am a strong wolf, with a semi-muscular build on my feminine body. What my strength makes up though causes me to lack in speed, but I have a good level of endurance. My muzzle, chest, underbelly, legs and paws are white, but my upper body is a mixture of cream, grey, and a little bit of black; my tail is also a silver/grey-ish color, with a light russet tip. My eyes are nothing special, just a light brown."
Weaknesses: "I'm not that quick because of my slightly muscular body, and squeezing into small spaces is something I have trouble with."
Advantages: "When it comes to fighting my strength comes in handy, and my heightened endurance level allows me to fight for longer periods of time than wolves with regular stamina."

Personally.

Past: "My father left me before I was born, and my mother left me as soon as I was able to fend for myself. I've been roaming the lands on my own for a long time, not bothering for company and challenging others who threaten my survival. I taught myself how to fight a bit better, and made myself stronger. Being alone, I had to depend on myself when times got hard, which made my endurance levels a bit higher than average. But now I've found the Hollow Hills pack, and am hoping that maybe a change, being around more wolves, is better for me."
Personality: "I'm very reclusive and have been told that I'm kind of mysterious. I don't socialize easily, as I always tend to say the wrong thing and make it awkward sometimes. I've also got a short temper when it comes to others asking if I need or offering me help, since I'm used to doing things on my own. This does not apply to battle, though, as I think fighting in numbers is better than fighting alone. I also always stand up for what I believe is right, and will not stop until I get my point across. Coming back to my reclusive persona, it can be broken in two ways; when I fight in battle and when I actually put my trust in someone. When I fight with tooth and claw, I tend to dissolve my shyness and am bold and daring, and will fight until I die to protect what I care for. And if someone actually breaks through my shell, and earns my trust, I know that I can be easily open with them and have been told, by my mother only, that I am very compassionate and playful."
Attitude.
Towards Males: "Since my dad left me before I was even born, I usually don't try to socialize with males. I know it's unjust to judge every male like him, but I fear that whoever my future love will be, will do just the same to me and break me like my father broke my mother. However, if a male tries hard enough to get to know me, or I'm just really intrigued by him, then usually I'll be a bit more open to socializing with him, but that's it."
Towards Females: "It's the same situation as with males, except I'm a bit more willing to be friends with a female because I don't fear of them being like my father."
Towards Strangers: "If it's someone not in the pack, and they're on our lands, then I'll be quick to challenge them. But if it's a stranger in the pack, then it is the same situation as males and females, depending on their gender."
Towards Pups: "Honestly, I love pups. They're so small and innocent, and no matter what I'll always be gentle and kind to them. I wish to have some of my own someday."
Towards Lower Ranks: "Even if they're of a lower rank, I'll still treat them with respect. Everyone deserves to be respected, no matter what their rank is. However, if they're out of their place, I don't hesitate to remind them where they belong."
Towards Equal Ranks: "I treat equal ranks like I treat lower ranks, with respect. But since they're of the same rank as me though, I leave it to the higher ranks to put them in their place if they step out of line, as it's not my duty nor right to do so."
Towards Higher Ranks: "I treat higher ranks with complete respect and honor. They earned their place, so it is not up to me to show them where they belong."
Weaknesses: "Because of my reclusiveness, I don't make friends as easily as I make enemies. I also dislike, with a burning passion, people asking me if I need help or offering it, because it makes me feel weak, which in times when I need it can cause complications."
Advantages: "Standing up for what I believe in despite my shyness is what I find an advantage, as it builds character and also helps me slowly become less reclusive and a bit more outgoing towards others."

Relationships.

Romantic Status: "I've got no romance going on; I'm single, no mate, no pups, and no crush. I'm not really looking hard right now, but that doesn't mean that I'm completely impossible, you just have to catch my eye and hold me captivated."
Love Interest: "Nobody yet, but I hope I find someone. I really do."
Friends: "So far, I have no friends. I hope to at least make one. It would be nice to have someone I can trust and confide to."
Enemies: "I'm really glad I have no enemies right now, but I have a bad feeling that I will make some."
Family: "They all left me. I'm alone, just how I like it."

[sparrow,]

R ʏ ᴄ ᴋ - O - S ʜ ᴀ ʏ

|| brute || five years || lead hunter || ashen wood pack ||

The brindle brute snarled, making his anger evident to Dakota and the rest of the wolves,"They've been breathing down our necks for weeks! They're asking for a fight Dakota!" He encouraged their leader to make the decision. "I can't even take my hunters near the Eastern grounds to hunt anymore because those mangy mutts have scared all of our prey away!" Ryck's body heaved up and down as he yelled at the alpha.

Typically, Roo wouldn't have been the one to snap and disrespect the alpha, as he was one of the pack's more respectable members, however the Hollow Hills wolves were pushing the boundaries too far. It was sad if Roo himself could not find a meal in their best hunting grounds, but when the entire hunting party had to go to the far end to find even the scarcest trace of food, it was bad. Ryck wasn't going to stay with a pack that couldn't even take care of their own problems, so to him, it was either fight or leave. "If it's a fight they want Dakota -who are we to deny it? Let them have their fight and we will teach them that the Ashen Woods wolves are not a pack to mess with!" He finished his few outbursts with another snarl, his hackles raised.

[wolfie.]

ᴰ ᴬ ᴷ ᴼ ᵀ ᴬ

[ female { shewolf } __ five { 5 } years __ alpha female __ ashen wood ]
Bristling slightly at Roo's outbursts, Dakota narrowed her glittering green eyes. She couldn't deny him, though. The brute was her lead hunter, a member of her pack whose opinion she respected, and he had a valid point. The new pack that had entered their territory was a major threat to their survival. Not only were they already living in part of their precious land, but prey had become so scarce now that many of the pack had to go hungry. Dakota sighed and waited for Ryck to finish speaking his mind before she responded. "I agree with you Roo, to some extent." she admitted, nodding her head to acknowledge him. "I'm thinking of what is best for the pack, and you have to understand the position I'm in. Giving ourselves into a fight so easily would risk the death and serious injury of our pack members- and that's something we can't afford." She said firmly, looking him straight in the eye to make sure he remembered who he was speaking to. She could feel her own anger bubbling near the top, but it wasn't towards Ryck. It was towards those atrocious Hollow Hills wolves she so desperately wanted gone.

But she had to control herself. Making actions out of her rage would be a fatal move for the Ashen Wood pack. She took a deep breath, inhaling the crisp morning air with a sigh. "Last winter was one of our worst," she woofed, this time in a calmer tone, "and you know as well as I do that we're still recovering from the hardships of it. I don't want to throw us into a battle when we're already so weak. However, I do want to send a party out to investigate. These are our opponents, and if we're going to take them head-on, I want to be prepared. I need to know how many wolves they have, how strong they are... I have to know what we're up against before I send us into a battle we're not ready for."

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ᴿ ᴼ ᴹ ᴬ ᴺ

[ Male { Brute } + Four { 4 } Years + Alpha Male + Hollow Hills ]

The black-furred brute was basking in the early-morning sun when the soft noise of paws padding on the rock mount brought him out of his reverie. Roman lifted his head up and blinked at the pup. He chuckled, his warm brown gaze welcoming Shasta. "Be patient," he woofed gently, nudging her with his wet black nose, "it's only a matter of time before you'll start hunting." It was true. The little she-pup had less than a month before Roman wanted to start her training. He was quite glad that she liked hunting. He didn't want her to become a warrior - it was a much more dangerous job.

Raising himself to his feet, Roman shook out his coat and let his gaze wander around their makeshift camp. The mount he stood upon gave him a clear view of his surroundings. He could see Anika walking out into the clearing and then disappearing off to the side, heading towards the creek. Bailey was sitting at the very edge of the camp, resting in the shade of an old tree. Other members were also waking, beginning to move about. Roman then began to seek out Lothair, his lead hunter. He needed a hunting patrol gathered soon.

{{ Rebel is accepted. ^^

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Rebel // Female // Warrior // Hollow Hills

Rebel walked through the unknown territory, smelling mixed scents of many wolves. She hoped there was a pack around here who would accept her in, as she'd been searching for so long and was starting to think about just giving up. Soon enough, the scents of those wolves became stronger, and she spotted a sort of camp in the distance. Rebel hates socializing, yet she knew that if she had any hopes to join this pack she'd have to come face to face with their Alpha and ask him herself. Taking a deep breath, she padded cautiously towards the camp, the wind blowing her scent upwind, towards the pack.

{Thank you!}

[oвlιvιon]

Shasta nodded to her father and walked up to the tip of the rock, in front of roman. She stood there for a second, the wind in her fur, the lightness shinning on her pelt. She felt like she was meant to be up here. She closed her eyes and it's like the world was spinning, showing her the amazing things in her mind that she could explore! And discover! She Opend her eyes and saw a butterfly. She letted out a excited yip when she saw the butterfly. And it started to fly away. She crouched down and leaped off the high rock, her paws catching the butterfly as she came crashing down.

[Quitting1015]

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Basically.

Name: Katori
Nickname/s: Katori is short enough
Age: Katori is about Three years old, Almost Four.
Gender: Female
Pack: Hollow Hills Pack
Rank:Mother

Physically.

Eyes: Katori has a Hazel Colored eyes. They stick out against her white coat, Matching pretty nice.
Fur: Katori`s Fur is a Pure White. Yello is mixed in from the bottom, But only from Dirt and mud. She has Grey mixed in, But normal for the Gray Wolf Breed.
Build: Katori has a Pretty nice build. She has a Medium Sized Frame, Fitting her quite Nicely To hunt. She is leggy, Meaning she has longer legs. Her muzzle is long and Narrow, and her eyes are just a in the front of her skull. Her Hindquarters are very powerful, Along with her Shoulders. Her ribs on the other hand, Are weaker than most. Her Back is Strong, Able to take impact on a full attack.
Full Description: Wip
Weaknesses: Katori`s Weaknesses are being Attacked in the Ribs. She can`t stand hurting another female or a pup under the age of a year old.
Advantages: Katori is Medium Sized, So can stick in with the bushes. And with her white coat, In Snowy Seasons, She blends in.

Personally.

Past: Wip
Personality: Wip
Attitude.
Towards Males: Katori is very friendly with males. She enjoys being with them. She can get a little rough, and will be aggressive if need.
Towards Females: Katori is a bit ify on this one. Depending on who it is, She can be really mean.
Towards Strangers: Katori is very aggressive with Strangers.
Towards Pups: Katori is Ify on this one two. If the mother is a stranger, She leaves the pup. But if it is in the pack, She is really sweet, and often watches over them.
Towards Lower Ranks: Katori is Still friendly, Given she is a low rank to.
Towards Equal Ranks: Katori is Alright. She doesn`t like some, but is alright.
Towards Higher Ranks: Katori is Obedient.
Weaknesses: ^^ Above
Advantages: ^^ Above

Relationships.

Romantic Status: Wip
Love Interest: Wip
Friends: Wip
Enemies: Wip
Family: Wip[/center]

[Cyphron]

White Fang

Life-✬-And-ღ-Love-✬-Is-ღ-A-✬-Warzone

I am~ "Wandering among the forest."
My current emotion~ "Apathetic."
My relationship status~ "Single I believe."

Cold whisps of air rustled the stealthily brute's pelt as he move quietly among the forest, weaving through the trees and sticking to shadows away from notice. The rogue was aware of the fact that he was close to pack territory, though like he always does he stood close to the border line, not crossing it into Ashen Wood's territory but staying in no man's land. The wind was not in his favor and was blowing his scent down towards the pack wolves, which in White Fang's calculation knew that they would pick it up soon and invesitage. Though since he never crossed over the border his scent would only be faint and difficult to track. With hollow eyes he scanned the trees ahead of him that laid on forbbiden land. He was aware of the consequences if he passed the borderline and he was going to respect the pack wolves if they returned the favor.

Lowering his head close to the ground his body followed, lightly grazing the ground with his belly fur. He eyed the borderline, knowing the risk of trespassing into forbbiden land and somehow he knew he couldn't pull his usual stunts. With the herd of deer he had followed a season ago moving into the pack's territory, White Fang was aware that he wouldn't last long unless he got some food soon. Prey hardly ever stood long it no man's land and most of it was over the borderline and the brute had never crossed over to pack territory in his entire life and he wasn't going to start now. So it was all up to his decision, cross and hope for the best, or abort and carry on in no man's land; hoping for some prey to turn up. Chuckling lightly to himself, the large brute shook his head knowing that none of those options would ever work. Rising up to his full height he slunk deeper into the shadows and stayed put just a few aways from the borderline. Watching and waiting. Ears twitching the brute froze when he heard a twig snap and his eyes traveled towards the bushes right in the middle of line. A rabbit stood close to bushes before crossing over the line into his territory. Chest rumbling quietly he stalked forward with his body low to the ground in a hunting crouch. He wasn't going to lose this meal, it wasn't in his plans. Muscles tense and eyes narrowed White Fang took another step, halting to observe the rabbit before leaping.

The rabbit ran and the multi-colored wolf gave pursuit, paws quietly hitting against the ground as he weaved through the trees. Leaping over a bush he swayed into the rabbit' path and slid sideways with his hind legs before his jaws snapped around the prey's neck. Rabbit squirming in his grasp he bit down hard and waited before the ball of fur fell limp. Smirking lightly in satisfaction the brute shook his pelt and trotted off back towards his den that was a good distance from the pack, about a quarter mile. Slinking back into the shadows he moved quietly with precise steps, his paws making no sound as he moved with agility and stride. Following the familiar path his ears and eyes remained alert for any other loners as he continued on walking with his prey held tightly in his jaws.

[royalty.]

reserve female loner. this is my post space.

[.skyfall.]

kobus.
male // four years // delta male // Hollow Hills //
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It was a rather uneventful day for the ebony brute. He growled quietly and stirred from his fitful slumber, of course he had been dreaming of a fight. His past. It came to haunt him, and at the very thought, the canine rolled onto his stomach and stretched his front paws out. Satisfying pops and cracks were the result. He groaned quietly and stood, shaking his pelt, which many traces of dirt ad debris clung on. His watchful eyes darted around, and they landed on his alpha. He dipped his head, and looked at Shasta. Kobus tilted his head, wondering if the pup knew she was adopted. Then he shook his cranium. That did not matter. She was with other wolves and she was happy. That's what mattered. The brute became restless and brought himself to stand up. He strode over to Roman, dipping his head in respect once again, then looked at Shasta. "I see you're eager for your first hunt. Speaking of which, Roman, would it bother you if I went for a walk? Perhaps Ill find a snack for the pack." He knew to not bring up the shortage of prey, and that's why they were pushing into the Ashen Wood territory. They were all wolves in the end. Perhaps if they understood the situation.

[Hannah Elise]

River
Lead Warrior - Female - 4 1/2
Camp
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River flicked her ear in annoyances and the argument that surrounded her, but she did agree on Ryck's point not only had the food became less but she had also noticed scent marks in their territory that wasn't any of the pack members. She listen patiently at Ryck's and Dakota's words waiting for her turn to speak up and express her opinion on the matter, when her alpha eventually stopped talking she spoke up although he voice was soft and clam it still had a little bit of anger towards the Hollow Hills Wolves "Not only have they scared our food of! but i have found a few of their scent marks in our Territory!" River had made sure she knew which wolfs were loners that lived around the area and which were from the other pack. "I'm happy to scope out the Hollow Hills pack for you Dakota, the last time I did that was when they had Five wolves including that dark alpha" shaking her head River snarled a bit at the mention of the Hollow Hill's Alpha not only did River consider him a horrible and unkind brute but that he was also dark in colour which is every unnatural and evil. River knew that there must be more than five now from her last count "There must be more than Five in that pack now! Although a couple of moons ago, I found out that the Hollow Hills Pack has one pup but there doesn't seem to be a mother" River bowed her head "I'm sorry i didn't mention it sooner, at the time it didn't seem important" River usually told Dakota everything she found out on her rounds that would involved their pack's survival but this particular mention of a pup didn't seem important to her at the point of time, knowing its unnatural for her not to mention something she felt bad for not telling Dakota sooner.

Lothair
Lead Hunter - Male - 4
Camp
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Lothair had woken up early and had gone for a run to clear his head, stopping suddenly he smelt a rabbit bound past with a grin he rushed after it. Lothair did miss it a couple of times but eventually caught before it reached the Ashen Woods's Territory, grinning with joy he picked the rabbit up and walked slowly back to camp, knowing they would be hunting soon anyways Lothair decided to give the rabbit to Shasta. Sniffing the air Lothair could smell a herd of elk slowly walking towards a nearby river, crouching down he watched the herd scoping it out. There was quite a few pregnant elk this year and with a grin Lothair knew by late spring ~ early summer there will be alot of baby to pick off, not only that the herd will be moving slower than normal. When the herd was out of view Lothair bounded back to camp, eventually he reached the camp edge and slowly walked in looking around Lothair could see everyone slowly waking up before he went in search of Amber he patted towards Roman and bowed his head with respect. He placed the small rabbit in front of him "I caught this for Shasta" Lothair said softly, flick his ear, hoping that he wasn't disrespectful "I saw the herd today, there is alot of pregnant elk, by the looks of things there will be some small ones coming between late spring and early summer" Lothair was glad there were more Elk this year hopefully the two packs don't have to fight for it but of course that might be the case.