⚜ rυѕѕιαn royαlтy ⚜ [accepting; pm reservations]

[cygnenoire.]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ gatsby ; king's valet

location; valiant castle
with; nobody
mood; content
action; -

xxxxxxxxxxGatsby walked out of his chambers, feeling the velvet on his four paws. Oh, how they made his paws happy- warming them. He wasn't sure about where to go. Edward was probably already up, but then again, Gatsby did not want to face the king while he's hungry and probably angry with Gatsby's tardiness. "Damn it." He said, worrying of his job. Gatsby sighed and went into the kitchen of Valiant Castle, which was stocked with fresh kills from the Ice Cave. He grabbed a two large arctic hare; the usual breakfast of the royals and then walked towards the king and queen's chambers. Sticking his head in, he realized that Edward had already left. Thinking that Edward was doing something important, Gatsby simply left the two hares inside the room for when the king went back. Gatsby walked away, back to the Subject's halls.

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ queen elizabethene ; queen of the valiants

location; valiant castle
with; king edward
mood; confused
action; speaking

xxxxxxxxxxElizabethene was a bit confused and concerned about her mate's quietness. Edward had many traits and could be described in many ways- quiet was not one of them. "Perhaps Gatsby's overslept? I'm quite famished as well, would you like to accompany me to the kitchen for a meal?" Queen Elizabethene asked him in a soft-like-silk toned voice. Elizabeth also wondered where her help were. Where was her secondary paws and closest friend, Madeline? What about Niklaus, where was her guard? Luckily, Elizabeth wasn't a fussy wolf and was a bit more easy-going and understanding then her partner. She didn't mind the tardiness, she just wished that they were there to keep her company since the young queen barely left the castle without an escort- for safety of course.

[jormungandr]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ sashta ; baroness

location; wandering through
halls
with; gatsby
mood; bored
action; looking

xxxxxxxxxxShe wandered swiftly from her last location, obviously her time wasted on waiting for someone,she didn't know who, though. Her eyes focused on her path, her paws leading her down the halls and to the closest staircases she bid the beautiful, black satin good bye and moved onto the cold stone floor which called itself the stair case. She shook her pelt once more before jumping off the last step and into the wealthy's quarters. She shook her head, on one here for her, though she heard noise bouncing off the walls, probably from Helena's. She quickened her pace along the wall, walking towards the opposite stairs. She needed some excersise. She nearly stumbled down the stairs, her lousy feet nearly slipping from the green satin of this floor. Her eyes opened as she moved down, looking around only to see Gatsby. 'Gatsby! Morning, how are you?'




xxxxxxxxxx⚜ alistar ; duke

location; outside
with; no one
mood; sad
action; walking back

xxxxxxxxxxHe flicked his tail, it sure was calm here, but something disturbed him. He felt sad, lonely, was him leaving his den too early affecting him? He had left Helena asleep, for he thought she maybe wanted more sleep, though he did hear a voice similar to his when he left, did she call for him? Oh, he ignored her! Hep I,ed himself up quickly,moving swiftly towards the castle, oh he needed to fix this. He jumped over a broken branch that had fallen from its mother tree, landing quickly and without stop. He broke into a ran, leaving his jogging pace behind. He flicked his ears as the gates came into view quickly. Moving his tail, the silver brute jumped through the door. Sprinting up the stairs he slowed to a walk and moved throughout the wealthy's quarters. He saw the baroness, Sashta, pass, but dismissed it quickly. Pushing the door open with his nose he looked into the room. 'Helena? My love, I'm sorry I left, I-I thought maybe you wanted to sleep in, didn't realise you were awake'

[cygnenoire.]

[ both accepted; i guess we'll start from the beginning x

⚜ Ｕ Ｐ Ｄ Ａ Ｔ Ｅ ⚜

i realize that this role play is starting to die out. i did not remake a role play to die out. two of the members have been removed. those that were interacting with anybody can start from the beginning. i may shut down this role play and do another remake if i feel it is necessary.

[pouty]

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Sir W e s l e y
the prince, the royals
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name
xxxx⚜ Wesley.

called
xxxx⚜ sir wesley, but dislikes being called this.

age
xxxx⚜ 6 moons old

gender
xxxx⚜ brute | male

❝'' its better to be absolutely ridiculous than
to be absolutely boring. '' ❞

mate
xxxx⚜ currently n/a

crush
xxxx⚜ currently n/a

offspring
xxxx⚜ n/a

secret
xxxx⚜ he often finds himself wishing to leave this
land and mate with somebody he truly loves, but would
never do that due to how much pain he might cause
his mother.

❝'' his love for you is
deeper than the ocean '' ❞

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M a d e l i n e
lady's maid , the subjects
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name
xxxx⚜ Madeline.

called
xxxx⚜ Madeline, but prefers to be called ' Madi ' by
close ones.

age
xxxx⚜ Three and a half years old.

gender
xxxx⚜ She-wolf | female

❝ Sometimes good things fall apart so that
better things can fall together. ❞

mate
xxxx⚜ n/a

crush
xxxx⚜ niklaus

offspring
xxxx⚜ n/a

secret
xxxx⚜ One day she hopes that the way of the pack
will change, that everybody will be viewed by
ability and not ranks.

❝Every day might not be good, but there's
something good in every day. ❞

[cygnenoire.]

[ accepted, you can join in anywhere. there's information on page two c:

[pouty]

thank you ^^ . i will edit this with my replies in a bit c: . ;;

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ sir wesley ; prince

location; the grand garden
with; -
mood; tiered
action; looking up at the sky

xxxxxxxxxx Like most days, this young wolf was already awake. He'd often wake up a little earlier to go outside and admire the sunrise, a time when the darkness fought to stay alive against the light that wanted to claim its place. In one way or the other, this somehow represented wolves that he had come to know; the ones that wanted power and the ones that had the right to it.
Sighing, his eyes looked back to his possibly still resting family and wondered just how much danger could be hanging over their heads at this moment. Soon enough he came to the conclusion that he didn't want to know; wondering about the ' what ifs ' was simply ridiculous. After taking
a deep breath to clear his mind, the grey wolf lifted its muzzle towards the sky and continued to gaze at the passing clouds.






xxxxxxxxxx⚜ madeline ; lady's maid

location; valiant castle
with; -
mood; calm, thoughtful
action; walking

xxxxxxxxxx Although still a little tiered, the she-wolf continued to make her way over to the queen; Elizabethene. Madeline knew that today she'd arrive a little later than usual, but hoped that her dear friend would be able to forgive her. The cause of her lateness was rather simple, she stayed up later than usual which caused her to sleep in for a while longer. Although it was a mistake on her behalf, the she-wolf didn't regret her actions. Last night's starry sky was particularly mesmerizing and she would love to see it again. The sun's reflecting glow made the grey clouds pale, it even made their outline glow whilst they passed the moon. Yes, the night sky was something that Madeline adored and nothing in the world
would make her replace that adoration.

[jormungandr]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ sashta ; baroness

location; wandering through
halls
with; gatsby
mood; bored
action; looking

xxxxxxxxxxShe wandered swiftly from her last location, obviously her time wasted on waiting for someone,she didn't know who, though. Her eyes focused on her path, her paws leading her down the halls and to the closest staircases she bid the beautiful, black satin good bye and moved onto the cold stone floor which called itself the stair case. She shook her pelt once more before jumping off the last step and into the wealthy's quarters. She shook her head, on one here for her, though she heard noise bouncing off the walls, probably from Helena's. She quickened her pace along the wall, walking towards the opposite stairs. She needed some excersise. She nearly stumbled down the stairs, her lousy feet nearly slipping from the green satin of this floor. Her eyes opened as she moved down, looking around only to see Gatsby. 'Gatsby! Morning, how are you?'




xxxxxxxxxx⚜ alistar ; duke

location; outside
with; no one
mood; sad
action; walking back

xxxxxxxxxxHe flicked his tail, it sure was calm here, but something disturbed him. He felt sad, lonely, was him leaving his den too early affecting him? He had left Helena asleep, for he thought she maybe wanted more sleep, though he did hear a voice similar to his when he left, did she call for him? Oh, he ignored her! Hep I,ed himself up quickly,moving swiftly towards the castle, oh he needed to fix this. He jumped over a broken branch that had fallen from its mother tree, landing quickly and without stop. He broke into a ran, leaving his jogging pace behind. He flicked his ears as the gates came into view quickly. Moving his tail, the silver brute jumped through the door. Sprinting up the stairs he slowed to a walk and moved throughout the wealthy's quarters. He saw the baroness, Sashta, pass, but dismissed it quickly. Pushing the door open with his nose he looked into the room. 'Helena? My love, I'm sorry I left, I-I thought maybe you wanted to sleep in, didn't realise you were awake'

[broken*]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ lady helena ; duchess

location; Valiant Castle;Bedroom
with; Alistar
mood; Alone;Angry
action; Thinking

xxxxxxxxxxThe beautiful pure white fae looked into the mirror that was hung against the wall, looking over herself slowly, carefully. Her body was covered in fur that was white, with no stains of any other color, her eyes a beautiful shade of baby blue. Her fur was silky soft, and decently thick. Her face had a very petite but delicately beautiful looking shape. So why wasn't she good enough for her mate? She sighed softly to herself, about to turn around and begin getting ready to do her duties, when she heard the door open, followed by the scent and sound of her mates voice. "Don't bother Alistar, I don't care." The fae said, her voice calm but emotionless, her eyes not holding their happy sparkle, which seemed to be a re-occuring thing as of recent times. She never appeared to be truly happy, for one reason or another, most often due to either her mate, the queen, or both of them.

[cygnenoire.]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ elizabethene sybil ; queen of the valiants

location; valiant castle
with; ----
mood; content
action; ----

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xxxxxxxxxx⚜ gatsby nydior ; king's valet

location; valiant castle; subject's hall
with; sashta
mood; delighted
action; speaking

xxxxxxxxxxGatsby returned from the king and queen's chambers, peacefully walking back to the Subject's hall. His amber-gold eyes caught sight of a familiar maiden; the baroness herself, Madame Sashta. What was on Diana's name was she doing here in the Subject's quarters? She wasn't a royal, likes are that she's informing somebody that they are in trouble or she needs help of some sort. Whatever reason it was, Gatsby walked over to greet the quiet lady, she-wolf, but she had already greeted the valet. Gatsby dipped his head, showing respect for the one that was higher ranking than him. "Good morning, Madame Sashta. Is there anything I can help you with?" He politely requested to know.

[GrayStar51]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ daphne ; royal princess of the valiants

location; outside issac's door
with; no one
mood; sleepy, bored
action; going to see issac

xxxxxxxxxxDaphne woke late as usual, her head rested peacefully on her silvery paws. She had been wrapped in her red velvet cloak for extra warmth, although a large fire crackled in her chamber, keeping it toasty warm. She rolled over to unwrap herself, landing on the cold cobblestone floor. She quickly stood. shaking the sleep from her fur. The crisp, bright light from her window held the promise of snow; the blank white ground reflected and intensified the light to blind her. She looked away, closing her eyes. Daphne yawned, and looked about her room. Her breakfast had not yet come; usually someone would have brought her something to nibble on before having brunch with the rest of the pack. Daphne had an extreme appetite for a young pup; her father always excused it by saying that she was growing, and would grow into a big strong Queen. Daphne was just being piggish.

She did a quick lick of her fur, to at least look like she hadn't just rolled out of bed. Her nursemaid should have been there to give her a proper groom, but her servant was no where to be seen. Even the fire needed attention. Daphne herself, a princess, in order to keep warm, would have to add a log. She picked up a medium sized chunk awkwardly in her mouth. Valerie was so much better at chores than she was. Daphne tossed the log into the hearth, sending amber sparks up the chimney. She decided against adding a second log, not wanting to dirty herself further. She brushed off the wood chips and dust in distaste.

Daphne was soon board of her chamber, and decided to go visit her friend and betrothed, Issac. Her parents had asked her to make a habit of visiting her future mate often. It would simply make their future go so much smoother if they developed a relationship early on. Who knows, she might just like him. Daphne trotted down the stone halls, past wings belonging to her parents, her brothers hall, and finally to the other side of the castle, belonging to the nobles. She increased her speed, whizzing by large oak doors and arches, past passageways and staircases, until she reached Issac's chamber. "Lord Issac, are you in?" Daphne asked politely, scratching on his bedchamber door. Mother had always taught her to call elders by their title, until they were trusted friends. It was always best to call by title anyway.

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ sherlock ; wealthy baronet of the valiants

location; subject's lower castle
with; no one
mood; hopeful, romantic
action; looking for madeline

xxxxxxxxxxSherlock had risen early, as typical of the ebony brute. Instead of running around trying to busy himself and waking up half the castle, Sherlock went to the library where he studied often. Their goddess Diana had blessed him and Evelynn with a thirst of knowledge, and a bounty of books to read a learn until their heart's content. Some days, he could spend hours in there, shut away on his own. But not today. After reading until his amber eyes begged for relent, Sherlock made his way down to the bowels of the castle, to the kitchens and the stock rooms and the chamber of the loveliest lady in the castle.Madeline. He went down to the servant and subject levels, were the underground was a hustle and bustle with morning chores. Sherlock just tried to stay out of the way. If he had been a noble, the kitchens would have stopped to appease him, her would have been offered an array of delicacy's and comforts. But no noble would be caught dead down here unless in the case of an emergency. He was a frequent visitor, only getting a few polite nods of recognition of his presence among the quite servants. His keen eyes scanned the crown for his beloved Madeline.