ｓｗｅｅｔｈｅａｒｔ \Wolf RP/ Accepting, needs hunters~

[paperman]

C H A S T I T Y;

Chastity thought about the rank she had chosen. She knew that she could never have a mate or pups, but she was loyal to the alpha. She laid down in the healer's den. She started making concoctions to take her mind off things. But she could still have a crush, right? It is not a mate, and they would not have pups. She was not able to have some anyway.

J E K Y L L;

Jekyll slept for enough time for a sound to break into his ears. He went back to sleep for a time. There was nobody to talk to, and he became bored quickly.

[∞Forever_Lasts∞]

ΔZepporah(A.K.A. Z)Δ
~Rank:Omega, Age:2 years, Kin:Foalen~

Z stood from her nest outside the packs camp. She disliked being cooped up with a bunch of pack mates who didn't really value her as an individual. The only reason she had joined the darn pack was to be with her brother and nothing else. She lifted her head as a couple of wolves passed by her nest. She let out a warning growl before she started off into the woods.

§Foalen§
~Rank:Fighter, Age:2 years, Kin:Zepporah~

Foalen sat just outsides the warriors den. He flickered his ears at a familiar growl. He shook his head in disgust. 'Z has to learn that the only way for her to move up in ranks is for her to accept being part of it.' He thought to himself. It was the only thing he could hope for. He wasn't entirely sure if the Alpha would agree on it but it would be worth a try.

[Huntress13]

(Anyone open for Isabelle, Lead Fighter, or Marrock, hunter?)

[sushii]

l u k e

Luke is a quiet brute who tends to himself more than others. So, technically, he is very independent. As great fighter, and a great runner, Luke stands as one of the best fighters. He wishes to be the Lead fighter one day, though he's nothing but just another ordinary. With a raspy, low voice and a scruff seeming personality, Luke will protect those he loves with everything he has. He's loyal, you could say.

Luke lost his family at a young age to a bear attack. He was born a lone wolf, and into a litter of five including himself. Two sisters and two other brothers, his father left them before they were a few weeks old, considering he and Luke's mother bickered constantly. The entire family was killed one stormy night, but Luke managed to escape and run off into the dark forest. He still remembered what it felt like; his sopping wet coat making him feel pounds heavier, heart broken and little whimpers emitting from his lips as he ran and ran. Getting away from what he used to call home. His family. He hid in an old fox den for a week, until the feel of hunger took a hold of him and he ventured out. Only a few months old, too.

Once Luke was two years old, he learned the ways of life. He learned the hard way, making him fair. He was smart for his age, and was strong. He turned out to be brave and bold; two great characteristics that one could have. At the age of two and a half, Luke found the pack. He joined, considering he was lonely being a loner, and learned the ways of pack life. Although he is loyal to his pack, Luke still has that sort of loner like feel to him. The look in his eyes told you he was feral; nothing much a wild animal who knew how harsh the world really could be. Regardless of his hidden kindness and loving nature, Luke is tough on the outside. He doesn't speak to others too often and could go for a good fight. Someone needs to break his walls down and get into him. Really understand Luke and give him the love he craved for three and a half years now.

a n y t h i n g e l s e?

Age: Three years and five months.
Rank: Fighter.
Crush, Mate, and/or pups: Non.
Talents: Fighting, is fast at running and a good lover,
Likes and Dislikes: His dislikes are those who are stuck up and rude. They remind him too much of his father, who may or may not still be alive. He doesn’t like bears, either, considering they killed almost his entire family. He despises the taste of Mouse and hates storms. Its not that they scare him, they just make him angry. It stormed the night he lost everything. His likes are fighting, agility, running, walking along the beach or lake, laying in the meadow and star gazing. He also enjoys fishing, too, as well as chasing squirrels. He can be quite like a pup at times.
Flaws: To start things off, Luke has a scar on his cheek. It’s a small little scratch that is only visible if you really look at him. It got there the night his family was killed; he was running away, and he tripped over a stump. He went tumbling forward, and cut it off a sharp edge on a rock. Not too much blood, but deep enough to scar. He also has pink part on his front, left paw. Its pink because it is a burn. He was once stuck in a fire started by hunters, and he stepped on some hot ash.
Other?: No, I don’t think so.

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j a i

Jai is a friendly little brute who is shy, timid, and quiet. He enjoys being alone, although would much prefer to have company if he had to chose between the two. He is a bit over protective of his loved ones, and is loyal to his pack. He’s a decent fighter, and enjoy a good little competition now and then. Jai loves pups, too, and is very friendly with almost everyone.

Jai is civilized. He doesn’t like to start fights, and has a sensitive heart. Its easy to break and not something to toss around and played with. He likes to have a good time, and is a loving, caring, sweet wolf. Although, not everything about Jai is positive. When he was born, he was the runt of the litter. His two brothers and one sister mocked him because his little size. They told him that he will never be a great wolf, or a leader. They teased him, and said how he is a weakling. His mother passed away when he was four months, and his father took care of them from then. His mother passed away from age; she was an older mum who was done her days of life. All that mattered to Jai, was that his mother didn’t die in pain.

When Jai’s father started to teach he and his siblings how to fight, things began to get more serious... more personal. Because he was born into a pack that was falling apart, it was almost like they were loners, considering the pack leader had passed away and things went into chaos. Two brutes were constantly battling and trying to take over, considering half of their pack was wiped out in a forest fire. Jai’s siblings continued to mock him of size and lack of talent, and it got on his nerves. One day, when they were training, his brother Dex decided to take things personally. Taking advantage of his larger size, that day he ended up tearing off the tip of Jai’s ear. Dexter ended up with a gash in his side, laying on the ground half dead. Jai finished him off in pure rage, sick of being taunted. His siblings were now terrified of the smaller pup who was only six months old, and killed his own brother. His father was ashamed, and banned Jai from the territory. So Jai left, his heart in his gut and ashamed of his actions. A year later, he found himself in his new pack, his past hidden away and his new self blooming. He was now an innocent, shy, quiet, friendly wolf who was a bit larger than some. He didn’t seem like a runt at all.

a n y t h i n g e l s e?

Age: Two years old, roughly.
Rank: Fighter.
Crush, Mate, and/or pups: Nope, though he loves pups. He wants some one day though he believes he is unlovable.
Talents: Caring for pups, fighting, protecting, and a little smarty pants.
Likes and Dislikes: Jai doesn’t like bullies or show offs. They trigger something inside him, and makes Jai get a bit... well, violent. Which is funny, because he also hates violence. Then, Jai’s likes are food, butterflies, the sky, and love. He’s a bit of a softy, if you couldn’t tell.
Flaws: The tip of his right ear is ripped off. But it’s not too bad, or noticeable.
Other?: Nope.

[∞Forever_Lasts∞]

(Anyone open for Zepporah(Omega), or Foalen(Fighter)?)

[paperman]

[I have my two wolves Chastity, a healer, and Jekyll, a fighter.]

[∞Forever_Lasts∞]

(Ok, it doesn't matter who i rp with. So ill just enter both.)

ΔZepporah(A.K.A. Z)Δ
~Rank:Omega, Age:2 years, Kin:Foalen~

Z stood from her nest outside the packs camp. She disliked being cooped up with a bunch of pack mates who didn't really value her as an individual. The only reason she had joined the darn pack was to be with her brother and nothing else. She lifted her head as a couple of wolves passed by her nest. She let out a warning growl before she started off into the woods.

§Foalen§
~Rank:Fighter, Age:2 years, Kin:Zepporah~

Foalen sat just outsides the warriors den. He flickered his ears at a familiar growl. He shook his head in disgust. 'Z has to learn that the only way for her to move up in ranks is for her to accept being part of it.' He thought to himself. It was the only thing he could hope for. He wasn't entirely sure if the Alpha would agree on it but it would be worth a try.

[paperman]

C H A S T I T Y;

Chastity padded out of the healer's den. Her mind was set becoming a healer, and healers collected herbs. She knew a little bit about them, since her mother was a healer, but not that much. She passed many dens, to find the herbs she needed. The other healer was not in sight. She noticed a wolf in the fighter's den. She walked past him and smiled nervously. She started to walk past him, but that would be rude, so she stopped. "Hello," she said softly. "I am Chastity, but if my name is too hard to pronounce, you can call me Cas," she added.

[Huntress13]

(Anyone open for Isabelle, Lead Fighter, or Marrock, hunter?)

[paperman]

[My wolf, Jekyll, a fighter, is open.]