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• × • Arid Bosk • × •
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Name; His name is Arid Bosk, but he is commonly called Bosk.
Age; He is around 2 years of age.
Gender; Male
Pack; Loner
Rank; Loner
Personality; Bosk isn't exactly what you would consider a bold type. He's definitely on the demure side, quiet and even a little shy. He's not a very open wolf. He tends to keep anything about himself to himself, and sometimes even makes to avoid questions about himself. You would think, being a quiet type, that he would make up for it by being a good listener. However,t hat is not necessarily the case. He often times finds himself distracted with his own thoughts, and this causes him to inadvertently pay a little less attention than he sometimes should. However, there are exceptions to his 'daydreaming'. If there is someone he cares for, he is more than happy to lend a listening ear, and often times, to friend or loved ones, he is very attentive to their needs. At the same time, he is often clueless to what those needs are, which often leaves him rather lost. If you need him on any sort of emotional level, you must tell him exactly what you need out of him in order for him to know what to do. It is all but impossible for him to figure it out otherwise. Despite his quiet and generally easy-going demeanor, his does have an adventurous side. He loves to explore and is often up for some kind of challenge, although it is not hard for him to become overwhelmed. He's not particularly good or bad at managing too many things at once, but he can very easily feel the burden of it and begin to feel rather overwhelmed. However, Bosk does not often express such a feeling, leaving for the unfortunate consequence that he may eventually snap. He is a rather slow learner and, if you are teaching him something, it is mandatory that you have patience. As a wolf as young as he is, and, given his past, he is particularly naive and is in need of some guidance.
History; Bosk was born in the wild to a lone female. However, his mother was killed by a vicious cougar when he and his sibling were very young. He and his sibling ran off, but Bosk did not go uninjured. He sustained life threatening injuries and barely managed to escape by only darting into a thicket of thorns and falling into a hold hidden beneath them. When he crawled out (something that was not an easy feat with his injuries) he was never able to find his siblings. He was soon rescued by some humans, who took him in, treated his wounds, and raised him until he was grown and healthy. He learned the basics of survival from the training the humans gave him, and then he was released back into the wild. Since then, he has been struggling to get the hang of things.
Kin; His mother is deceased. He also has a sister. However, he is not up to date on her status.
Crush; He has his eye on a certain female.
Mate; Bosk is currently single.
Seeks in a mate; Bosk is a little indecisive, especially his mind is on other things than a mate. All he really knows is that he would like someone nice, someone who he could get along with and have a lasting relationship with.
Weaknesses; A huge weakness for Bosk is that he is inexperienced with life in the untamed wild. He is a clumsy hunter and has awkward social skills. He is naive to the dangers of other wolves and the wildlife around him. Another possible weakness is that he is fond of humans and could very well foolishly lead himself to hunters or a highway.
Strengths; Bosk has a certain willingness to learn, and that is something to his benefit.

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• × • Shiver Wing • × •
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Name; Her name is Shiver Wing, but she is often called Shiver.
Age; She is 4 years old.
Gender; Female
Pack; Comet Pack
Rank; Lead Fighter
Personality; Despite Shiver's almost innocent face, she is, well...bitter. She's not a very happy wolf and tends to dislike others. She doesn't seem to have much of a good nature and is exactly unfriendly. Of course, she will speak to others (usually only to inform them of something important or to snap at them to leave her alone), but there is usually a bitter curl to her lips and tone. She's naturally critical and is very much a perfectionist. If things do not go accordingly, she is the first one to have something to say about it, and usually her words aren't pretty. She seems to have a temper, but really she does not. She just likes to make others think that she does so that they might leave her alone. If anyone is very nice to her, she suspicions them of wanting something from her and consequently she tries to shun them. She is a bit of a suspicious wolf, indeed, and it takes much to gain her trust. However, many don't find the effort needed for such a feat to be worthwhile. To many, she seems to insufferable to be bothered with, and she thinks mutually. She is strict and militant, demanding the best from her fighters and nothing less. However, this strict nature follows her outside of her rank, and she is often snapping out corrections. Deep down, she has a soft spot for pup, but no one would really guess it from the way she corrects their every move and is always barking out at them. There is a more tolerable wolf somewhere inside of her, but it would take someone extraordinary to her to bring it out, and even then, she would only allow that wolf to see such a side of her.
History; ...
Kin; TBD
Crush; Shiver has no crush.
Mate; She has no one she can call this.
Seeks in a mate; Shiver is not seeking a mate. She intends on living her life alone and that is that.
Weaknesses; Shiver knows how to swim, but she has a terrible phobia of both water and caves due to a haunting experience in her past. In fact, she will hardly get near water and won't enter any enclosed, dark space, meaning that she will not use dens.
Strengths; Shiver has lethal fighting skills and knows how to use them well. The militant creature she is, she is great at working out battle plans.


(( New characters, woot! xD. And, as you can tell, I am a hideous disgrace at coming up with names. *loser* xD. ))

[RavenWolf1010]

Maximus
Maximus nods and says, "Yes, I'm fine. He split the top of the ear, but it won't effect my hearing." Maximus feels the throbbing pulse of blood leaving his ear, but he knows he'll be okay. Instead he's worried about Raven. The brute licks her cheek before nosing her back leg. "Did this get reopened in the fight?" Maximus asks worriedly as he inspects for more damage.

She nodded sheepishly. "I'll have to treat it again. But that'll be easier than having to patch up my face." Raven's logical side threw it's hands up when he licked her cheek. It was impossible. No matter what, the fem would love Maximus. Even if they couldn't be mates, she'd still stick by his side. Taking a second to asses her throbbing and sore limbs and torso, she was sure there wasn't any other major wounds. Just some scratches and bruises. "I can treat you ear too, no reason to leave an opportunity for it to get infected."

((I like their names!

Yay! New wolves. ))

[~Last_Hope~]

Crimson woke up and saw Storm sleeping he smiled and thenlicked her muzzle "I gotta get back to work" he wwhispered as he backed quietly out of the den trying no to wake her up.

[~seal~]

(i am just going to start claw off at she is back at camp because i didn't really know what was going on)
Claw sat in the front of the alphas den, not really knowing why or what to do. She just waited for her crush to come back to camp, she watched the entrance.

[fg05281]

(will post when can read siggy)

[O.G.]

(( Haha, thanks RavenWolf. At least someone likes them. Lol.))

[ sorry for the crap post *again*, i really lost my muse, but i am sure *at least i hope* it will come back soon ]

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J I N X

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rank; alpha female
location; forest
mood&thoughts; nervous
status; in heat
pack; vixen pack
tagged; silver, claw, brie
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jinx glanced over at brie, then back over at silver. for moments, she stared unnoticeably at him..he was just so handsome. she drank in every pattern on his fur, every chiseled feature..every battle scar. snapping out of her trance, jinx though about his offer, then turned reluctantly turning to face brie. taking a deep breath, she spoke. brie, i need you to take care of the pack while i go with silver eye. our medic is currently in poor health, and i don't want her not getting rest trying to cure my wound. i trust you to keep the pack safe, is this clear? jinx spoke smoothly before turning to silver eye, nodding thankfully to the comet pack alpha.

Silver Eye :: Alpha Male :: Comet Pack

Silver scrutinizing eye moved from Jinx's form when he saw yet another wolf approach, and this was a female from Jinx's pack. She was a Vixen pack member, and, oh how he wanted her when he saw her. He looked over the wolf, named Brie as Jinx just revealed, in envy. He could not help but despise the fact that Jinx was in command of her over himself. He wanted this female in his pack. He wanted all of Jinx's followers to become his, wanted all of Jinx's territory to become his, and it was excruciating to live in a reality where he knew he had neither of those things. He listened to the brief instruction that Jinx passed onto Brie before the latter left. He watched with a hidden fire in his eyes as the female strode off, and then his eyes returned to the one he was left with. Jinx. It was only when she nodded that he was able to vaguely recalled what his ears had been all but ignoring, and this made his eyes light up in sinister delight. He smiled a toothy, sticky-sweet smile. "Follow me," he instructed, motioning with a sway of her head for her to turn with him as he situated himself to face the direction of his camp. "My camp is not far off." He paused for a moment then, casting a fleeting gaze in the direction of his neighbor. "I'll take it slow for you," he added in assurance, and, with that, he moved off slowly in long, sweeping strides.

Arid Bosk :: Loner :: No Pack

The wild was a weird place, a place without fleshy two legs and dull colored dens built up from the ground. The wild was a place where he never saw a single fence; never knew anymore when he was supposed to stop or where he was supposed to be. There were creatures everywhere, creatures a lot different than just the birds of the sky and little insects that liked to buzz about his face as if to pester him. Indeed, it was different. It had an abundance of life, from the little animals he had been taught he could catch and eat to the vicious cougar to even wolves such as himself. He was confused over the fact of there being other wolves. He was confused that they did not have fences to designate their territory. Instead, scent was what designated the outer fringes of their territory, but that was a hard thing to remember. He often found himself inadvertently walking straight through the camps of unfriendly wolves who would chase after him with malicious intent. Still, he never learned his lesson. He supposed, though, it didn't matter too much. At least, it hardly matter when, by inadvertently strolling into a territory, he had seen a wolf that was like no other. She was large, black, and she had piecing blue eyes(Claw). She was the presence that kept him from wandering anymore, and he liked to stay right around where her scent strayed through the air in hopes of seeing her. Currently, that seemed to be his duty. He was laid up on what he had mistakenly thought to be the border of the territory when he was really in the thick of it, his body hidden by some bushes just outside of the camp. It was in this position he could actually see this female he had noticed for some time. Little did he know it was rather socially unacceptable to be hidden in a bush just staring at another wolf, nor did he know to really fear being spotted and assumed to be odd or eerie.

(( Hurr, Bosk is a creepy stalker, that weirdo. xD. ))

[aseling]

Crimson woke up and saw Storm sleeping he smiled and thenlicked her muzzle "I gotta get back to work" he wwhispered as he backed quietly out of the den trying no to wake her up.

"Hey, Just stay off it as much as you can," She barked. She got up and streached. She shook her coat and padded out to the forest. She started to look for herbs.

[Spotted.Newt]

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.:Arberie:.
~aka Brie~
~female
~3.5 years
~Vixen pack
~no crush
~location;; battle scene
tags;; many

Brie gave Silver Eye a long, cold stare as they walked away. If he hurt Jinx at all, he would instantly regret it. Brie might not always agree with the Alpha, but she was still protective of her fellow packmates. She watched the two walk away, her tail flicking a bit restlessly.

{For I-am-CC}

[fg05281]

(what is happening have not been on due to being grounded. Please give scoop for past week. right a week?I think it was a week.)

[aseling]

(I have no idea, I just got back from a 5 day camping trip with my class (7th and 8th)