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C A T O R I
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× sᴄᴏᴜᴛ
× ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ
× ᴛᴀɢs; ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏɴɪᴀ

Stretching her sleep-heavy limbs as she awoke from a nice, peaceful slumber, the young fae knew she would need to be out in the camp as soon as she could - just in case she was needed. Though, how often was she needed as soon as she woke up? Not very... But nonetheless she should still see if today was an off day from the usual routine. Afterall, if she was scolded later for not doing anything she could say that she did check in with the lead scout, Zulu, or her Alpha, Draconia. That was the safest thing she could think to do. Now that she sort of pep-talked herself into fully waking and getting up and outside, Catori emerged from the den and into the sunlight.
As she was entering the camp, she heard Draconia let out a howl to let everyone know to wake up. Truth be told the Alpha scared her a little for he was fairly hostile and scarastic. Plus add in that he was the highest in hierarchy, which made her a but nervous to even be within the same clearing as him where he could see and hear everything she said. But she had no choice but to confront him this morning. Catori took a deep breath as she watched him from her place off to the side, getting her courage up. It wouldn't be that hard, right? She could just start off with a simple hello or good morning, then proceed to ask if he had anything for her to do right now. There - she had a plan now.
Pushing down all if her nerves, Catori began to make her way towards Draconia, whom was perched atop his rock and looking about the camp. She swallowed back her fear and placed a smile on her maw before speaking, "Good morning, Alpha." Her tone was polite and soft as she lowered her head just a bit in respect.

[ayeo]

{{ anyone open to socializing with winter? c: }}


ＷＩＮＴＥＲ ♚ ❝lets be free like the wind❞ female ; 3 years young ; hunter ; no crush ; feeling tired.
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Winter barely achieved enough sleep last night, and the irritating pains in her hind legs mark a horrid reminder from her last hunting rounds with the group. The small fae received a few bruises as a souvenir from her fight with a moose - the fight was hard, but the beast tasted hella good.

She's been warned not to get reckless during a fight for food, but Winter had decided to go against these fair warnings. As a punishment from mother nature, she took a sickly hit to the hind quarters and roughed up her legs. However, thats not enough to put this wolf out of commission. As sensitive as she may be, shes still more stubborn than majority out there.

Shaking off the snow soaking up her pelt, the petite wolf padded over to where most of the pack members gathered. While they were there to either speak with one another or eat during feeding time, Winter was only interested in observing. She's not a very social wolf, and prefers to keep to herself. It's less nerve racking then striking up a conversation.

However, her one method of seeing what most wolf's are about is by watching them from afar; she study's them before actually making a move. Its not the most preferred way of attracting new 'friends', but its comfortable for Winter. For now, lets just take baby steps.

Shifting her hard gaze to the faces surrounding her, she listened as the alpha who runs this pack howl to every wolf still sleeping; pretty much telling them to get their lazy behinds up and moving. She couldn't help but smirk as it was effective. The resting wolves stirred and shifted in their sleep, before finally waking up.

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age: three years
gender: female
rank: scout
location: camp
crush: open
mate: open
tagged: open
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The wolf's breathing was shallow and slow, sides lifting before going down again with the exhale. It was clam and silent, nothing really making a sound. Then black ears twitched at the sudden sound of a howl cutting through the air. The sound was instantly recognized as Draconia's wake up call. The wolf's body moved, before lifting a black head, her amber eyes were slitted into a glare as she looked toward the entrance of the den to the clearing where the alpha would be now. This she-wolf didn't mind Draconia's rule, and since he was alpha she listened... sometimes. They viewed each other as friends, but right now being woken up she wasn't so happy. A low growl escaped past her lips and like every morning, being the trouble maker she was, Xelha curled back into herself - eyes slipping closed. In her mind she wasn't a hunter and had no reason to get up so early. So she would just stay right there in her den where it was warm. In the back of her mind, the black she-wolf knew someone would becoming to wake her soon themselves. Be it the Alpha himself, like most mornings, or somebody else trying to save her from another scolding. Either way Xelha didn't care. But now that she was awake Xelha could feel the cold breeze drifting through the open entrance. A grown of annoyance rumbled through her chest, she would not be able to fall asleep again like this. But she was still resistant to actually get up and leave the den. It would probably put the pack into shock. The thought made a harsh chuckle quietly leave her lips.

[ole is also open. just let me know if you want to interact with him. i'll make a post.]

[That Weird Dragon]

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Name: Oh hello! I'm Lucas
Rank: My rank? Well I'm a huntress
Age: How old am I? I'm three
Gender: Oh my, I'm female
Personality: I am quiet proud and dignified, I like to act like I am a 'lady' but I can be childish if you get to know me. I have been known to flirt with others and I never really seem to mean it, though If I often flirt with only one male then there might be something going on...
History: Just your usual, I was born and raised in the pack, my parents died of old age and my siblings left the pack
Scent: Petrichor and cherries
Crush: Shh *Winks*
Secret Crush: It's a secret
Mate: I don't have one hehe
Pups: Not at the moment
Other: -

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Name: Name's Massacre...
Rank: I'm the packs senior fighter
Age: Not that ya need to know, I'm 4 years
Gender: Well if ya haven't noticed, I'm male!
Personality: I'm blunt, can be aggressive and will not accept foolish pack members, Honestly ya'll find out over time...
History: There is nothin' to tell ya...
Scent: Pine sap and elm
Crush: None, waste of time
Secret Crush: Are ya stupid?
Mate: I haven't got time for that!
Pups: I dun need the little runts...
Other: -

[fiddlesticks.]

& a l l t h e k i d s i n t h e h o o d
－ c ' m o n w a v e a n d s h a k e, y o u r h a n d s ,
h o l l y w o o d , w e ' r e n e v e r g o i n ' d o w n

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a'iyo, the name's xxscarlettxx . i've had my name shortened to scarlett or scar, but feel free to call me whatever you like. c:
[ name→ ]

sybaris - simple, yes? it is pronounced as si - bar - ess, as most tend to get it confused. as far as he knows, he was named after his grandfather, though he never knew the guy, nor has he ever cared to. sybaris simply likes his name because it brandishes power in his book.
[ gender→ ]

a rather stupid question to ask in my opinion, wouldn't you agree? surely a wolf so large and broad-muscled would certainly be a male! a friendly tip ;; don't let him catch wind of you questioning his gender, 'less your goal is to anger him.
[ age→ ]

a ripe four years old. or as he refers to it, four years young. this mighty brute certainly has many more years of fighting worth in 'em!

[ history → ]

oh dear, his history .. why you're a nosy one, aren't you? now i believe that some things are better left unsaid, as new information could influence how one thinks or feels towards another. but, i suppose just this once, i can bend my little rule. *ahem* well, let me start off by telling you that sybaris was not born in vuth. he was originally a pack wolf - born in a litter of three to the alpha pair, their first borns. he, his brother bane, and his sister november were all treated as royalty amongst their pack mates. for them it was a life of leisure, something you'd not expect from a nasty brute of a wolf like sybaris.
but, moving on. as the trio grew into fine lads, sybaris began to crave an ambition. he envied his father's throne, and longed to take his place as alpha with his passing - a role he showed much promise in. however, his father saw something in sybaris that alarmed him - a look of ruthlessness and sheer ambition. having feared for the safety of his pack, he looked to his other son bane, who showed much more potential. and to sybaris' dismay, his loathsome worm of a brother took up beta, a spot sybaris so rightfully deserved. for a long time, sybaris could only watch helplessly as bane's popularity in the pack grew, leaving his envious brother in his shadow.
but that didn't mean nobody paid attention to him. in fact, he found love with a fellow pack mate, by the name of juliet, and had a single son, blackberry. for a brief time, his ambitions seemed to be set to the side.
until the illness struck. like a wave it came, surging and unexpected, and wiping out half of the pack - including sybaris' sister november, his mother and alpha female, and his beloved juliet. the pack was weakened, and as sybaris knew all too well, only the smart prey on the weak. and alas, this was the fate that had been given to his pack. a rivaling pack had envied their land for years took quick notice of their lack of numbers and ambushed them, driving them out whilst killing the alpha in the process. with the pack in need of a new alpha, it seemed as though bane would finally take up said position. but having lost everything other than his son, sybaris in a blind rage challenged his brother to a battle for the throne and killed him on the spot. he had finally achieved his goal, but at a cost. the pack fell apart. half of them went back to join the invaders, while the other half - including his son blackberry - went off to become loners.
[ ᴘpersonality → ]

well now that you know sybaris' history, you should be able to tell what he is like, aye? when i think of sybaris, a few key words definitely come to mind. one word for sure, ambitious. this wolf is huge on power, and is willing to lie, cheat, steal, deceive and kill his way further up the ranks. he knows how to handle himself, and to get others to tag along in his plans. and for that, he uses a great deal of cunning behaviour. sybaris knows how to twist and shape things to his own image, and has been known to have a way with words. such tactics are hardly recognized in wolf society, and could more or less be seen as fox like, but he no longer follows that. he exists in his own.
[ ᴡᴇweaknesses → ]

now i'm not saying sybaris is perfect - he has flaws, a lot of them. with a knack for fighting, sometimes he is a bit too headstrong and acts on impulse, rather than think things through. stubbornness and ambition are two things that do not mix well together - because when combined you have a hot headed individual with a sharp tongue and a bad temper. this, alas, is the perfect way to describe our dear sybaris.
[ strengths → ]

due to his massive frame and deep black coat, this wolf is the perfect choice for a go-to fighter. his fur allows him to sneak up on enemies with ease, and his frame allows him to easily overpower them. with a bite force enough to crush bone, this is not a wolf whose bad side you want to be on.

[ mate → ]

since juliet, sybaris has not once fallen in love with another - nor does he plan to. if by chance he does have pups, it will only be to pass down his bloodline and to have heirs.
[ crush → ]

alas, a brute of his mind does not partake in any crushes, even if he had one no one would know as he keeps things to
himself.
[ pups → ]

a single son, blackberry.
[ kin → ]

the only living blood sybaris has is his son, blackberry.

i'd like sybaris to be a fighter of the pack, if that's alright with you. c: if not sybaris can start of as a befitting loner and can work his way into the pack from there. ^-^

[rottenmutt]

Accepted! Both (:

And loner is fine for Sybaris c:

[rottenmutt]

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If your wolf needs a crush, or you want someone to interact with send me a PM!
I can make another wolf if needed.
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Male----Four years----Alpha

Draconia saw Xehla from afar. He smirked, and he glanced around camp. Still not really seeing anybody around yet. He leapt off the boulder he stood atop of. The only tradition he ever came in the pack, was that boulder was only for the alpha. It ran down as tradition from the first alpha of this pack. His great great grandfather. Other then that, he ruined the pack rules and traditions. He didn't keep any of them. He didn't care. It wasn't his problem. Draconia walked over to Xehla and smirked at her with a flick of his tail he began to speak to the female. "Why, good morning, Xehla." He said with a smile on his face. But not a sweet, or considerate smile. More of a sly, and cunning smile on his muzzle. He looked her down. She was quite pretty for a female. But he was never attracted to anybody in such a way. Draconia and Xehla were very good friends for a long time. Draconia never trusted anybody, not even his siblings, parent, or any family. But he had always trusted Xehla. She was there for him when nobody else was. And even with that, she supported him when he banished Akhita. While all the other wolves were against Draconia's choice to banish, exile is brother. Draconia then heard paw steps behind him. He didn't move his body, but only his head. His golden red eyes staring dead on the other female. Catori. Draconia listened to her speak. She sounded afraid, and shy. He pinned his ears back slightly and bared his teeth. But didn't say anything. Nor growl, or snarl. He looked at Catori and her small talk. She was so quite. Draconia spoke to her. His raspy, and heavy voice speaking to Catori. "Good morning, Catori." He didn't sound a sincere and kind when he just did to Xehla. "Catori," he said in a demanding voice. "You need to speak up, and shouldn't be so afraid to use your words!" He said in a bit of a harsh tone to her. "I am your alpha, as you should respect me. But shouldn't fear me." He said lashing his tail around. He shook his head. Then say in the snow. His tail stopped moving, and his ears when back to normal. "Anyway, Catori. What do to need?" He asked her. "Do you need me for anything? Do you have something to tell me?" Draconia glanced at Xehla with a smirk on his muzzle. And then looked back at Catori. "Speak!" He said. In a raspy, heavy, and demanding voice. But not as hostile, or harsh.

[fiddlesticks.]

S Y B A R I S
;;............................... hollywood, we're never goin' down.

∞ rank ;; loner
∞ crush;; nobody
∞ age;; 4 years
∞ tagged;; callisto

Throughout the entire clearing was a blanket of seemingly never ending white. it seemed rather serene, quite honestly. well for sybaris, it would be. that is, if his black coat didn't stick out like a damn sore thumb. through the cold he waded through, up to his massive belly in snow.

is it always like this around here? the loner thought, pausing in his tracks. glancing behind him, he could see that his grandize frame had actually left a path through the snow. lowering his tail a tad, he looked up and squinted at the sun, surrounded by clouds that the flurries drifted from. how was he supposed to take over a pack without a pack to take over?

[lady windle.]

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nick name Lily
gender Vixen or Female
age Two Years Old

pack Draconia's Pack
rank Lead Healer

secret romance No One Yet
attraction No

tags Type
mood bored.

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Moving out of the pack's main camp and out into the white woods she would continue on her search for the herbs and items that she needed. Everyone seemed to be up and going and no one seemed to be in danger or in any harm so the need for her presents was unnecessary. Her white pelt moved around her body blending in well with her surroundings. Her paws pressed into the ground making little to no noise with each stride along the ground. Letting out a pent up breath that filled her lungs she sighed heavily her dark brown eyes locked ahead of her.

Her mind was blank with the only thoughts of that of her goals. Get herbs go back to camp keep busy. A growl escaped her maw at the idea of what a lame and rather dull life she was living. She could remember when she was a loner and life was full of unknowns, and experience that she thought herself but now that she was in a pack the excitement seemed to go away. Every wolf had their friends, and the select few they sought after and the ones that everyone wanted to talk too. No one wanted the awkward, nerdy, antisocial Lead Healer as a friend.

What about talking about herbs sounds exciting? Her ears pinned and she slowed down to her pace to a casual stride pushing her thoughts to the back of her head and focused on the task; find a spider.

[goneleft]

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name; tempest
gender; female
age; four years
rank; loner
crush; tba
secret crush; tba
mate; tba
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Tempest, upon meeting, is a totally aggressive character
who tends to keep to herself, and can snap at any moment.
She is way more difficult to get to know and far more aggressive.
People tend to dislike her due to her crude humour, awful puns
and quick tenacity to jump to violence. Yet she's boiling over
inwardly and really, just want someone to love her back.
When she does have friends, she is overprotective and will
take rash actions to protect them. Though, there is a different
side to Tempest, and it's more of her "cover".
Rambunctious and wild, Tempest has a knack for finding adventure.
She is also called bold and daring because nothing hardly seems
to scare her. She is extremely honest and very blunt.
Tact is for people with good manners, and she has none of the above.
Tempest is energetic and loyal, strong and fierce, and she is always go, go, go.
Nothing will stop her from getting what she wants as she can be quite
determined and stubborn. Although Tempest can be pretty amicable,
when something irritates her, look out! She gets fired up
quick and can seem very hateful and spiteful, but she cools
down fast too, if it's simple enough. Life's too short to hold
grudges. Tempest, sadly, gets in massive trouble.
Being known as a rogue, she gets into bad situations.
And even more so, her fiery, raging temper that's hard to control.