↠ Ａ ＷＩＮＴＥＲＳ ＴＡＬＥ ↠ wolf romance//open

[rottenmutt]

Accepted.;v;

We can start when we get a lead fighter, and at least one fighter!!

[slccat]

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name;; Da Vinci
nickame;; Da Vinci
age;; three years
rank;; fighter
gender;; male

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likes;;
sleep, food, rabbits,
long talks, telling stoires,
hunting, socializing ,
going on walks, relaxing,
looking at the stars, laughing
dislikes;;
rude wolves, lairs,
heavy rain, winters, snow,
cheaters, violence,
climbing trees, wolves hurting,
bad food (fish)
fear;; death
wish;; happiness

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sexuality;; strait
crush;; none
mate;; none

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mother;; Ever Skies
father;; October
brother(s);; none
sister(s);; Cadence
pup(s);; none

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The most important part of a wolf is how they treat others. That is my firm belief. If you do not show respect in the world, how do you plan on getting any back? Respect is the most important belief that I have. It is almost my religion I am so firm on it. As a pup, my parents showed me how to treat others. You do not tease, or scorn, or criticize. You treat them the way you wanted to be treated. So I hold respect to everyone. You never know what life has in store for you, and this wolf later on. What if destiny wanted you and this wolf to be mates, and one of the two of them is cold and aggressive? You will never find your true love. Anyway, I try to be kind. All I want is to try to make other's smile. I will do that any way I can. Weather it means that I roll on my stomach and burp (which is very rude, please don’t make me do that), or to just tell a little joke. I can be funny. I am no comedian, not at all. But my jokes are always planned just right. I am very strict in my ways. For me, I think that if you don’t have a hard set of rules, then chaos will be all over the pack, or wherever you live. So I am a rule follower. And I often enforce rules as well. I am an excellent leader. It is one of my best talents, if I do say so myself. I am a huge family-kind-of-guy wolf. If I had a family, I would be with them all the time I had. But I don’t have a family yet, so I do plan on making the wolves around me, my pack, to be my family. So I try to spend as much time with my pack family as possible. So I am a social wolf, always out to make new friends with someone else. I have never once had a problem standing up and walking up to a wolf, and making friends with them. I can plop down and start a conversation with just about anyone who wanted to have a conversation with me. I am not a flirt. In fact, me and females are not even on the same radar together. A few times a female has liked me, and I had been oblivious and not known until much much later. And when I grow a crush, they are always small crushes. Ones I get over in just a few weeks or so. I have never had deep feelings for someone. I don’t normally cut loose. In fact, I hardly ever have time for fun. I just sit around, and try to make myself a better wolf. I don’t like going swimming, or social hunting, or anything. Even though I like hunting, and being social, for most wolves, that is a time to cut back and relax. Not for me.

[rottenmutt]

Accepted!;v;

[just peachy!]

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the quiet, nimble little aandeg. some may laugh at her rather
simple and amusing name, but she is much like a crow. in fact,
as a pup, she often hopped around comically, much like a bird
would. and when puzzled, she tilts her head to the side. she is
often followed by the bird she was named after, and this, she
feels, is a good omen. aandeg was born in the far north, where
she lived with two brothers. wip.

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name; bluebird.
nickname; bird.
gender; fae.
age; 2½ years.
rank; lead huntress.

fur; all black.
eyes; light amber.
size; petite to medium.

good traits; loyal, friendly.
bad traits; easily stressed.

crush; open.
mate; tba.
pups; none currently.
family; unknown.
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personality; Bluebird has always been considered a very gentle and fragile fae. She's known for being very friendly and social. She loves to talk to others, but sometimes her personality doesn't clash well with another wolf's.

w.i.p

[rottenmutt]

Accepted! Starting soon. ; v ;

[rottenmutt]

we need a lead scout then we can start.;v;

[broken*]

__The Basics__
"I've never been crazy. I'm a very good girl, to be honest. I don't do anything to hurt anybody."

::Name::
{Zulu}
::Age::
{2 Years}
::Gender::
{Fae/Female}
::Rank::
Lead Scout
::Known As::
{The "Good Girl"}
::Likes::
{Pups
Running
Helping Others
Swimming
Sunset/Sunrise
Warmth
The heat/Sun}
::Dislikes::
{Faes who are afraid to get "down and dirty"
Overly flirty and/or rude brutes
The Cold
Snow/Ice
Humans
Killing}
_Digging Deeper_
::Personality::
{Because of her not-so-normal past, Zulu has never been completely accepted here in America. She hated the feeling of being by herself when she was a loner, and much more prefers the company of others being around her, even though she often gets flustered, never seeming to know what to say. She never lets that get in the way when someone needs her help, though, and will do anything and everything within her power to provide them with whatever help that they need. She has always been extremely sweet and compassionate, and is the kind of fae who, although she gets nervous when in large crowds, would jump right in, not even thinking about it, if another creature was being treated unfairly and stick up for them, even though she has trouble doing the same for herself.}
::History::
{Unlike most wolves, Zulu was born in a place very unlike the common forrest. She was born as a rare breed of wolf, the Ethiopian wolf, in a place known as Ethiopia, Africa. The pack she lived in had no name that it went by, but the humans nearby called them the Najwa's, a name that meant Secret/hidden, for that was what the pack was. Hardly ever see, blending into the background, they very much were a rare thing to behold. They lived in peace with nature and the nearby tribal groups of African humans, until one day, when strange pale-faced two-leggers arrived at some of the tribe 'towns'. They came with strange, shiny weapons and aggressive demeanor's, both things that became very worrisome to the Najwa Pack, for these humans were nothing like the natives. They begun to track the pack, and one day, everything went bad. Many wolves were killed that day, almost two years ago, but a few's lives were spared, though even they had injuries. Those left alive were shoved into crates and shipped off to America, where they were destined to live in a researching facility for the rest of their lives, so humans could find out more about them. But there was a mistake during the shipping, and Phoebe ended up in front of some random log cabin in the middle of the woods. When the human opened the crate to see what was inside, out popped the Fae, who bolted into the treeline like her life depended on it. Nearly a year later she found the pack, and has been with them ever since.}
::Good At::
{Her reliability
Being Secretive
Giving Advice
Helping Others}
::Bad At::
{Backing Down
Compromising
Standing up for herself}
__Love Life__
::Crush::
{Impress Her}
::Mate::
{Win Her Heart}
::What she is Looking for in a Mate::
{Someone who lets her be herself, who isn't ashamed of her, and who loves her for her. Someone who will try to break her out of her quiet shell and get her to show the loud side underneath.}
::Pups::
{Perhaps Some Day, But not now}
::Family::
{All Deceased}
__Other__
{None}

[rottenmutt]

We have a discussion page on the front.;v;
If you wish to talk about anything, find crushes, and friends go there to discuss from here on out pleaseee.<3

We now start.<3c:

☾ Ｄ ｒ ａ ｃ ｏ ｎ ｉ ａ ☽

Male----Four years----Alpha

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Draconia woke up with a yawn escaping his jaws. The alpha walked out of his large den. Entering the camp as soon as he did. He lashed his tail around, looking over the camp. Nobody seemed to be awake yet. He snorted, and he climbed up a large snowy rock in the camp. It wasn't to high, but it looked over the camp grounds so he could see everything. It was actually right by his den. He stretched, and laid down on the rock. Awaiting his pack to wake up. He narrowed his eyes, as his stomach growled. He let out a howl, to tell his pack mates he was awake. So they knew to wake up. Draconia glared down at a small hare that was running off, he then watched it jump into a den. He rolled his eyes, and felt his stomach rumble again. He muttered under his breathe, he was hungry. His pack needed to wake up, at least the hunters and huntresses needed too. He saw a white figure moving in the distance, crawling out of her den. Callisto. Draconia and Callisto never seemed to be on good terms. Ever. I guess because he never let her redeem herself, and instantly made her an omega. Oh well. He let out a quick spiteful chuckle as he watched the omega. He had to give her props, she was strong, quick witted, and real sarcastic for a omega. She had some guts.

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Male----Three years----Loner

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Akhita woke up freezing cold. He shivered, and pinned his ears back. He shook his pelt off. It seemed to snow last night, and he didn't take shelter. It wasn't bad enough to kill him. Plus he's been living on his own for a couple years. Akhita caught the scent of his brother, Draconia. He growled under his breath, as he quickly stood to his feet. The pack should be his, not Draconia. Draconia was a harsh, and hostile alpha. Akhita was raised better to understand the pack needs, and how to comfort everyone. While Draconia just comforted himself, and suited his needs. Akhita lashed his tail around and raced to the pack borders. He paced them, and his tail moved swiftly. He had to get back in there and fight for the pack. But how? What if the pack forgot about Akhita being the real alpha? Draconia surely had brought more wolves into the pack that didn't even know Akhita. He groaned, and he sighed. Closing his eyes, he looked down at his paws. He had to get the pack back, and make things right again. Some way, and somehow. He just had too. He looked up to the sky and muttered a few words to himself. As if he was asking the great spirits what was left for him to do at this point, how could he save the pack. But in the mean time, he needed food. Which meant he had to get back onto pack territory, and very carefully. He glanced around, and slowly made his way into the territory. Who knows? Maybe he'll find someone he knows and they'll help him out.

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Female----one year----omega

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Callisto groaned loudly hearing a howl from her 'alpha'. She could care less, but if she didn't listen he might get the pack to turn on her. She crawled out of her den, and she padded off into the snow, and inhaled the air. She looked around, wondering if she was the first to wake up. Or if any of the other wolves were awake before her. Since she took awhile to even crawl out of her den. She was slow on those things. She dreaded getting out of her bed. She pinned her ears back. And she sniffed the air. She wanted something to do today. She was tired of sitting on the side lines, not getting any fun or action around the pack. Today she would have fun, or cause some trouble. As a smirk appeared on her muzzle, and she snickered. She bounded off into the middle of the camp, glaring up at the alpha Draconia. She sat down under neath a tree, and licked her jaws.

[Reckless Love]

☸ Nix ☸

"I'd rather die my way than live yours"
Current Status:

▶ Age;; 2 years
▶ Gender;; Female
▶ Relationships;; Open
▶ Rank;; Loner
▶ Tagged;; Akhita

Nix awoke to find her muscles stiff and nearly as impossible to move as the dead. She lifted her muzzle off the ground and blinked the sleep from her eyes, focusing her gaze on the opening of the cave where she saw snow. Lots of it. She groaned and slowly, got to her feet, careful to stretch her frozen body. She was thankful she had come across this small cave before deciding to settle down for night, she couldn't imagine sleeping outside in the open night with weather like this. She had begun to notice the dramatic shift in climate about a week ago and it had only gotten worse as she continued her travels. But the food here was good and plentiful so she felt no urgent desire to move on.

She exited the cave, but with slow, cautious steps as she lifted her nose to the air to search for any lingering scents. Either of nearby wolves or of a possible breakfast. She knew the best prey was on pack territory and she thanked her lucky stars for her nearly white pelt that allowed her to blend in with the snowy environment. Nix trudged along through the brisk winds until she neared the border. Suddenly she found herself choking in the scent of another wolf. Male. He smelled of pack, yet... not? How odd. She thought as she carried on her path. As she padded over the border without a single care or worry in the world, she spotted him before she smelled him. The odd smelling male. He had dark fur and seemed to be on high alert. She wondered how long he'd been here, seeing as she just arrived a few days ago she had little time to learn much else aside from where the best hunting and water was. She fell into a crouch but didn't move, just watched intently. She found his actions to be incredibly captivating. She hadn't run into another wolf in weeks and the sudden urge to be around another living creature that she had no intent on devouring was almost crippling.