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by landofmakebelieve » Tue Nov 04, 2014 2:10 pm
User: Snowy Camouflage
Wolf's Name: Klaus
Wolf Age: 3 years
Gender: Brute
Rank: Fighter
Desired Rank: Alpha
Description: A regular gray wolf with golden eyes.
Personality: Agressive, short tempered, hostile and somewhat controlling. Klaus expects respect from everyone, except those above him. He has a bad temper, being known to lash out when his pack, or even worse, his kin are in danger. He is very controlling of his sister, Rebekah, denying her the chance to take a mate.
Crush/Mate/Pups: X
Kin: Elijah, Rebekah
Wolf's Name: Elijah
Wolf Age: 3 years
Gender: Brute
Rank: Fighter
Desired Rank: Has It
Description: A black wolf with brown points and deep brown eyes.
Personality: Even tempered, quick witted, can be agressive and very agressive. Elijah can usually hold his temper, and will usually try to be as patient as possible with others, unlike Klaus. Though, if pushed further, he will snap too. Elijah is known as well for his etiqute and manners.
Crush/Mate/Pups: X
Kin: Klaus, Rebekah
Wolf's Name: Rebekah
Wolf Age: 3 years
Gender: Fae
Rank: Fighter
Desired Rank: Pup-Mother
Description: A light blonde-tan and white fae with blue eyes.
Personality: Short tempered, can be agressive, loyal, smart and hostile toward her brother Klaus at most times. Being the youngest, and the only fae, Rebekah's personality was very much inluenced by her brothers. She got her smarts and loyalty from the eldest, Elijah, and her agression and hostility from the middle child, Klaus. Rebekah is generally hostile toward Klaus as he forbids her any choice to have a mate or pups, and this is her dream.
Crush/Mate/Pups: X
Kin: Klaus, Elijah
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landofmakebelieve on Wed Nov 05, 2014 9:38 am, edited 1 time in total.
hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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by ☆Echo ☆ » Wed Nov 05, 2014 8:52 am
(Accepted! I guess we could start now. )
Tokaro
The gray wolf stood up. She yawned. Tokaro slowly trotted to Nikoh, who was eating a mouse.
~Once A Warrior Cat Always A Warrior Cat~
70% of the world think warrior cats is stupid. 25% say who cares. Repost if you are part of that 5% that would take a hard cover warrior cat book and slap the other people saying,"Starclan is out for revenge!"
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There's Always More To The Story Then What The Heading Tells You~
~I don't care if you dislike me,
because I don't wake up everyday trying to impress you~
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by ☆Echo ☆ » Wed Nov 05, 2014 9:34 am
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~Once A Warrior Cat Always A Warrior Cat~
70% of the world think warrior cats is stupid. 25% say who cares. Repost if you are part of that 5% that would take a hard cover warrior cat book and slap the other people saying,"Starclan is out for revenge!"
JOIN MY WOLF RP! :
viewtopic.php?f=65&t=2502173~Never, Judge A Book By It's Cover,
There's Always More To The Story Then What The Heading Tells You~
~I don't care if you dislike me,
because I don't wake up everyday trying to impress you~
~A book is like a roleplay, exept the only thing stopping you is your imagination~
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by landofmakebelieve » Wed Nov 05, 2014 10:02 am
(Added pictures for them)
Klaus woke and stretched, The big brute padded out of the fighter's den and looked around the camp.
Elijah woke up when his brother's tail brushed his face. Quietly, the black brute stood and padded out of the den, blinking his eyes at the light.
Unlike her brothers, Rebekah had already been out and about this morning. She was just padding into camp after a walk.
hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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by ʟᴜᴄɪᴏᴜs » Wed Nov 05, 2014 10:10 am
Shadow
Tagged; Open
The Delta relaxed in front of his den and layed down on his stomach. Allowing a yawn slip out of his mouth, Shadow nipped bordley at his paw pad. Gazing across the camp clearing, The brute layed his head down and weirly closed his eyes.
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by Insignia.Peril » Wed Nov 05, 2014 10:21 am
Fang
Tag; approaching Rebekah
Fang looked up from the rabbit he was eating to see a light-colored fae padding into camp. He placed the rest of the rabbit next to the pup mother, Okami and trotted over to her. "What's a pretty, young wolf like you doing all by herself?" he asked coldly.
Okami
Tag; with Willow
Okami thanked Fang for the food and stood up to eat it. The small pup whined as Willow moved her tail, which she had been playing with. She shot the pup a warning glance and bit into the meat.
Willow
Tag; with Okami
She lowered her head to apologize to her mother and rose to her feet. She looked around at all of the other wolves who were just starting to get up and move around outside.
Lavender
Tag; alone
Lavender was enjoying the crisp morning air. She busied herself with finding herbs and flowers in the field, her nose to the ground.
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by landofmakebelieve » Wed Nov 05, 2014 10:24 am
Rebekah flicked her ears, her eyes slightly narrowed at his cold tone, "Well, I woke up early and went for a walk to stretch my legs,"
hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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by landofmakebelieve » Wed Nov 05, 2014 10:58 am
Rebekah gave a sideways glance to her brother. It wouldn't be long before he told her once again that she wasn't aloud to talk to brutes. "Sure,"
hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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