sᴛʀᴀʏs ᴏғ ᴄʜᴇᴋᴏᴡᴀ - ғᴏʀᴍs

[summer.]

we have now begun, first post is up c:

[yella]

{ok fixed.}

[lady windle.]

THE FURY OF A TIGER﹐ AND THE BEAUTY OF A LILY. THIS MAIDEN IS A DOUBLE SIDED BLADE.

• name// Tiger Lily [ Lily ]
• age// One and a Half Years Old
• gender// Female you Titaly Wink!
• breed// Unknown Mix or Stuff.
• disposition// Blunt, honest, cocky, flirty, hard headed, snappy, silly, clumsy, hot headed, and independent.
I may not be the oldest in the so called pack but do no call me a youngster, I have been on this Earth for long enough to know the right from the wrong, and the good from the bad. I am not stupid and if you ask my thoughts on something believe me when I tell you I will make sure to be as blunt as possible. I do not care what you think of me or how I make you feel but I am proud to say that I am who I am for a reason, and if you do not like who I am do me a favor and stomp on.

Tiger Lily is lady who will tell you how she feels rather you are her alpha or her same ranked dog. She is as hard headed as a mule and if she does not want to do something she just won't do it. On that same not she is very headed and easily angered even over the smallest of things. Snappy and arrogant are her two most weakest traits, and by far her most common traits. How ever on the other side of her coin she is rather silly and likes to laugh and stick her nose into trouble; along with her tendency to find trouble and make a fool of herself. She is rather independent and can of times be found wandering around alone. Doing her own thing, and living her own life.
• background// Please; it isn't that amusing..
Born in the small town of alaska that this pack calls their home she has always known the life of a stray and even though many humans have tried their hand to adopt her she was quick to snap. Even at young children who try and put their hands in her faced; so for that reason this life was always hers. Her mother was something of an Australian Shepherd and Shepherd, and her father a Collie and Shepherd Mix thus creating her and her three siblings. All boys and her. Her mother tried to keep them out of the cold and harms way by giving birth to them in a small barn that a family owned but never used since the death of their cattle in the harsh cold. Here her parents thought they would be safe but the humans were not dumb and soon found their hiding spot and took them away from their mother.

Tiger Lily never was one to fold to these ways much like her siblings and out in the distance she could see her mother and father waiting, and calling for her to return and sure enough she took the bait. In the middle of the night the smart witted vixen popped her cage open and quickly took out into the cold skin nipping air. Till this day she has followed a pack that now she joined.
• description// Not much to look at.
She weighs around 75 - 80 pounds, and stands about to the mid thigh of a normal height human woman. Her coat is medium much like a boarder collie. Her ears stand up on her head with some fringe and fluff around the edges, with a full length tail that looks the same. Her coat is a mix of white, silver, gray, and black. Her eyes are a subtle autumn orange.
• rank// Omega.. who knows why.
• pack// Riley's Pack
• status// Single. Not looking.
• crush// tba.
• mate// tba.
• offspring// None.
• kin// My three brother's ; Uno, Boxter, and Colbi

THE CUNNY UNPREDICTABILITY OF A BRUTE﹐ WITH THE LOVE AND CARE OF A MAIDEN.

• name// Vixtor [ Vix ]
• age// Four Years Old
• gender// Male, if it isn't clear.
• breed// Doberman.
• disposition// Cunny, smart, loyal, honest, caring, protective, trusting, and clingy.
I look tough, I look hard around the edges, and I may even look mean but those things are almost surely what I am not. I am a male that is big, bad, and can be mean but in the real world I am nice, honest, loving, and easy to talk too. I protect all of those around me and anyone who takes the time to get to know me. To my pack I am up most of the loyal and too all of those around me I am your go to go. I am there for anyone and everyone who needs an ear to talk to, a shoulder to lay on, and a friend to press against. I shun no one and treat no one wrong unless you make me think otherwise about you. If you cross my path or treat my loved ones like dirt you will see the ugly side of me.

Vix is a large male that can cause some serious pain but he is not a male who likes to inflict pain unless told or pushed to do so. So yes he is the definition of a big teddy bear. He is a lover before a fighter and always prefers to talk things out before snapping his jaws and drawing blood. How ever, there are certain lines you never want to cross for you will not get a chance to see his gentle side; do not mess with his friends, family, pack or loved ones. He is highly over protective and will end a life rather quickly no matter who or what you are. Vix is smart, and quick on his feet i any situation. He trusts those around him with his life and often finds that to be a down side for himself.
• background// I don't like to talk about it..
He was not born here in this small town Alaska he is from New York city, and how he ended up here is a rather long story. He was the prime of the pick from a litter of the two top fighting dogs for the city. He is and was built like a machine a a machine that the fighters wanted in the arena and they paid top dollar for him, but even at a young age Vix was not meant to be a fighter; he was truly born a lover. The humans did all they could to break him ad turn him into a blood thirsty male that craved the fight and the thrill of taking another life but the male would not change.

The humans refused to give up and kept throwing him into the arena to try and toughen him up, scare the mean out of him but nothing work. Vix refused to protect himself from his attackers and lost fight after fight after fight. His owner was furious at the idea of a mighty body gone to waste but it was clear he could not break him. The beaten broken and soft male was throw into a crate and shipped into the middle of no where, to Alaska. Here he met the pack and here he stays.
• description// Mighty kind.
He is a brute that weighs around 95 - 100 pounds all muscle and toned frame. Mainly from the years of fighting and training. His coat is considered to be short and it is mainly all black minus the inside of his ears, muzzle, cheeks, fore legs, and spots on his chest. He has tall cropped ears, and a nub for a tail. His eyes are a dark burnt brown.
• rank// Scout. Wants higher.
• pack// Riley's Pack
• status// Single. Looking for the one.
• crush// tba.
• mate// tba.
• offspring// None.
• kin// I do not know my family.

[katarinabluu]

the angel with four feet

Name - //
Age - //
Gender - //
P. Traits - //
N . Traits - //
Rank - //
Breed - // wip

[katarinabluu]

['pyrrhic]

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Oh lights go down
In the moment we're lost and found
I just want to be by your side
If these wings could fly

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I am beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring me down
I am beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring me down, oh no
So don't you bring me down today

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This is Epsiona, it's not a perfect name. She is a Border Collie and oddly enough, blind. She is two years of age, and a female of course, at a height of 2'4 and a weight of 60 pounds. Epsiona is simple, she is a hunter. Many believe that the blind see differently, but truthfully, Espsiona has never seen herself, so she doesn't know what she looks like. She will ask many what she looks like, and many answer rudely, like "Are you blind?!", "A runt!" or "Dirt." She would never take offense though, and would ask many other dogs until she gets a real answer. Really, Epsiona is a honey color Border Collie with a white underbelly, tail and legs. She has a white snout, and a skinny triangle of white going up to her forehead. She is quiet a beautiful girl according to her past owners. She has pink paw pads and brown eyes that are clouded with blue at the pupils, she only sees light blue, for the rest of her life. Her eyes are emotionless, because she is completely blind.

It was a beautiful summer morning in a beautiful barn house, the young female named Ceria gave birth to four pups, three males, and one beautiful female. The little runt female was a honey color, unlike her father. Ceria loved the litter girl and named her Epsiona, and so it was put on her breeding papers as "Honey Of Epsiona". Ceria saw that the pup was ill, she didn't want any of her pups to die, especially the only female. One night, the moon was full and Epsiona was whining, in terrible pain, her mother Ceria came over to comfort the pup, only to witness Epsiona's honey body go limp. Ceria cried for the pup and Epsiona's father named Cattle came trotting in, only to morn for the pup as well. Soon, the farmer's daughter found Epsiona, dead and lifeless. She picked the puppy up and felt it's heartbeat, and the fourth time she did, Epsiona had two beats, four, eight! Epsiona had been dead for five minutes, cutting it close to brain damage. The puppy named Epsiona grew, with her three brothers, named Felix, Barnes, and Jacoby. She was of course the runt, but she was eight months old, and partly blind from her near death experience. Now this female was strong, playful and mature. She kept her brothers in line till one day she heard screaming, her puppy paws were first to the family house, with her brothers behind, they saw the man that trained them to heard (Also called Papa) lifeless on the single chair in front of the TV. She jumped in his lap gently, thinking he was sleeping and went up to lick his face. Her second owner, the lady of the house that made them food, the whole family food, was crying. Espiona didn't understand why. She looked at her female owner (Also called Mama), Mama and cocked her head. She barked gently, only making out the words "Heart - attack" from Mama, and then Papa's daughter, May, came down. She was crying to, and picked confused Epsiona up and hugged her. As Mama dialed 911 on the wall phone, May explained what happened to the four confused siblings. Epsiona was the only one to understand that her Papa was gone, dead... She whimpered as she heard this. One year past, May was 13, Mama was sick. Epsiona had learned to follow May and do chores with the little girl. Soon Mama died and may was taken by people who would get her a new family. The boys were adopted, and Epsiona hid, never to be found. Soon she ran off. One more year went by, and she was now fully blind, and ran from the barn - house. She found it hard to survive and still does, she always needs a guide, and many of her guides have died because of her protection. She is found useless to packs, so she wanders alone.

This independent female is vary trustworthy. She is a great listener and has a mature personality. Epsiona has a great personality for all, and being caring and gentle is included. Because she is blind, she doesn't care what others look like, sound like or talk like. She doesn't take insults to heart, and she is trusting. She is intelligent and can detect lies just by the ways of a dog's voice. She can sense personality and feelings from listening, though she mentions it she means good. She is never aggressive, not often but is strong willed and stubbourn, she is always listening to everything, because her senses are advanced because she cant see, but she is great at smelling for meat. Her best traits are that she will listen and help others to solve problems.

[wherever]

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['pyrrhic]

name ;; Lance • gender ;; male • age ;; three
rank ;; fighter • wanted rank ;; beta male

simple facts;;

> he has brown eyes with blue in the right corner of his left eye
> he has a long tail instead of a stubbed tail
> his ears naturally sag down to a floppy angle, and he cant flick them up straight



Personally, what are you like?
Lance can not answer this. He is cocky and self absorbed and loves to show his
strength as a one man army. He has a hard love for fighting and practicing violent
moves that would put his opponent into instant pain. He is aggressive in battle and
on a regular basis if anyone gets on his nerves, and he is not easy to negotiate with,
being as stubborn as he is. He is grounded and faces the facts as facts, not as a
fantasy. If you don't want a cold hard truth, don't ask him, he wont sugar coat it. He
says it as it is and doesn't necessarily know when to shut up. he can shoot out as
many insults and at the end of the day he wont feel pity, or bad in any way for
what he's said. His heart can not be saved from the cold world but he dose have a
better side. He has a love for racing and running, as long as the opponent can
handle what he says after, judging on bragging. He needs others who can handle
his personality with much tolerance and not take anything into heart. He loves to
dive in the water and get messy, but plant a lot of jokes and insults on his friends.
He has broken many hearts with his bad - boy personality that he has hidden under
his pelt. He can be kind to all that deserves it and has a gentle side but only deals
with pups if they are willing to listen to him, instead of the other way around.

What Made you like this?
❝ Well, I came across unicorns and rainbows and.. Go bother someone else.❞
Lance was a pup when he was given away, to a hunting family. His heart sank into love for his new owner, a boy at the age of 14. He would teach Lance how to hunt and swim everyday till school started. When his owner's school started, he started to abandon Lance, and yell at him to go away. He would guard the boy with his life but all he got was simple commands to leave the room. One day the boy and his dad went hunting and took Lance with them, the boy was so excited and then he saw Lance was coming. He yelled at the dog to get out of the truck, even know Lance was one of the best hunting dogs in the small town. He then refused and the dad protected him, till they got to the hunting camp. The boy was hunting a deer and shot it down, he told Lance to get it, and Jett did, but before he knew it, the boy had aimed his gun at Lance and about shot him. He hid till the father came to question the boy about his 'arrogant actions' and the boy said 'I mistake the Doberman for a low - flying crow..' Lance soon left the boy and his father soon after their mistress {wife and mother} fell ill and died in her sleep. The boy begged him to stay but he bit him, loosing control of himself and left the boy with his bitten hand. He soon found a bunch of strays in the street and won a female husky's heart. Soon he won over her best friend and another female in the group who split him and the she - dog up. He dated everyone of them before he left, more like got kicked out because the Alpha's mate fell for him, and then found this pack. He didn't care about the females, just learning more moves for fighting, but he doesn't mind if he picks up a few set of eyes along the way..

What are your ties?

mate ;; no committed mate
crush ;; no crush at the moment
pups ;; no known pups

past dates ;; Abigail- Husky, Lady - Cocker Spaniel, Layla-
Collie, Nimeria - Golden Retriever

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friends ;; none here
foes ;; none here, many to come

[ayeo]

I apologize that the forms aren't very fancy. I hope this is okay.

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↳ name - greetings~ Im Chyia (shy-ya) feel free to call me what you wish.

↳ age - Im the same age as my brother; 3 and a half years old!

↳ gender - Im a female, and I'd be offended if thought otherwise.

↳ key traits - strong, temperamental, aggressive, and (somewhat) playful.

↳ personality - Chyia is the more playful between the two siblings. While she can be strict at times, she can never stray too far from fun! Although her anger can really get in the way of that, and her aggressive behavior is a real pain to deal with. It does have it's perks though. two of them being; she can fight with less struggle then her brother, and she's said to be a little more intimidating than he is. However, since she's a fae, most like to underestimate her. Its probably the worst mistake they could ever make.

↳ rank - sadly, im a loner. for now, atleast.

↳ family - Vixen (father), Kaia (mother), Leo (brother), Noctavia (sister), Chinook (brother).

↳ love life - I've tried before, but never gained the attention of the wolf thats right for me. However, right now - love is not my main priority.

↳ skills - Im a strong, tough fighter. While I can fight, and my brother has amazing tracking skills, were able to hunt and survive with little bumps in the road.

↳ likes -

• play fighting.
• hunting.
• bear meat.
• snow.

↳ dislikes -

• foxes.
• humans.
• fire.
• being alone.

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↳ name - hi there, the names Chinook (shin- ook), and please, address me as that. no nicknames.

↳ age - In your 'terms', I would be 3 and a half years old.

↳ gender - Isn't it obvious? Im a male, you twat.

↳ key traits - clever, stubborn, manipulative, swift and stern.

↳ personality - Chinook was raised to stand above the rest. He always took charge of his siblings actions, and ordered them to do what was right. Of course it's become an odd habit - one that he can't seem to shake. Chinook is also very clever and quick to react. His ability to plan things out thoroughly in a matter of minutes is one of his and Chyias key to survival. While he can't fight, and Chyia's still learning - it comes in handy when hunters or other animals are prowling around. His stubborness and stern attitude towards Chyia is also visible to other wolves. Although he's never run into a pack (and doesn't wish too), his cold demeanor isn't something he hides.

↳ rank - whats it to you? //he's a loner//

↳ family - Vixen (father), Kaia (mother), Leo (brother), Noctavia (sister), Chyia (sister).

↳ love life - I've never had any mates and never been interested. Finding love isn't my first priority, surviving is.

↳ skills - Im a poor fighter, due to an injury from long ago that messed with my hind leg, but my hunting and tracking skills are admirably well.

↳ likes -

• company, even though he still prefers being alone.
• snow/ice.
• beef jerky.
• mountains.

↳ dislikes - Theres a long list, but I'll just say a few.

• cocky hunters.
• bears.
• humans.
• water.
and
• guns.