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[ayeo]

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[sinopa]

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age: three years
gender: female
rank: scout
location: camp
crush: unknown now [draconia]
mate: open
tagged: draconia ; catori
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Xelha had been slowly drifting back to sleep, doing her best to ignore the cold. When suddenly her ears flickered at the sound of heavy paws pattering a crossed the camp and over to her. She didn't bother to lift her head to address who ever it was. Instead she parted her jaws and took in a breathe of air. The familiar scent of the alpha male came to her senses and his voice soon followed. She groaned in annoyance, knowing she would get no more sleep now. The she-wolf could practically see the smirk that more then likely graced his lips though.

"Can I help you?" She asked, her voice overly sarcastic and still not turning to face him. She knew most would not get away with such a tone and the ignoring of him. But Xelha didn't care. She was always seen testing his patience, but she had learned her limits - to a point. She was one to be blunt and not hold back and she knew Draconia knew that. But even she had come to know the male's bad side over the year she had been apart of the pack. That didn't really stop her bad attitude though. Most wolves were actually more then likely surprised she had even lasted this long. She wasn't the pack wolf type. Always seeing herself above everyone else and being a little to aggressive and selfish. She still stuck around though and Draconia let her. Xelha probably wouldn't admit it straight up, but she had formed a somewhat friendship with the male.

Her ears flickered again towards another wolf approaching but couldn't recognize the scent right away. At the sound of a soft voice, Xelha looked up finally to see Catori coming to address Draconia. She didn't know much about the other scout and had never really bothered to learn. She did know that she was loyal and hard-work, which was admirable. Xelha supposed. With a sigh the black she-wolf got to her paws and stretched out, front legs to the ground and behind up in the air. A yawn escaped past her lips, jaws opening wide to show sharp white fangs. Once standing straight again, Xelha tuned back into the conversation going on before her. Draconia wasn't being as harsh as usual but he had a slight edge to his voice. Her amber eyes rolled, showing her annoyance, though a little smirk came to her lips. But this was not how a morning should be started.

[Sorry for horrible post. I had so much written and my internet decided to crash for a second while updating the preview and then it was all gone. ;-; somad.
edit: two times. twice. why?]

[beast boy]

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name; ghost.
nickname; none.
gender; brute.
age; four years.
rank; loner.

fur; all black.
eyes; dark brown.
size; large (muscular).

good traits; smart, strong.
bad traits; ill-tempered.

crush; nobody.
mate; none.
pups; none.
family; deceased.
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personality; Ghost has always been known as a very forgiving and gentle brute, but her has a dark side. he is almost like the incredible hulk. He appears to have two separate personalities. If everything is going find he will be a very lovable and gentle brute. The kind of personality most fae's would fall head over heels for. But if something angers him he'll become aggressive and arrogant. When he wakes up in the morning you won't be able to tell what kind of mood he's in.
past;Ghost grew up in the pack His mother's name was ivory and he never knew his father. When he was still a pup, his mother fell and love with and became mates with a brute names Thorn. Not long after Thorn becan to batter and tease the young white pup, and not in a friendly. It's what slowly brought on his bad side. Before he could get too hurt, Ghost fled from the pack at the age of one year. he is now alone, but every once and a while he wonders what happened to his mother, and that excuse for a brute she fell in love with.

[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

She shrugged and allowed her eyes to graze their surroundings. She no longer felt as threatened by this odd new wolf. Akhita. She rolled his name around in her mind, letting it settle itself there. She got to her paws and moved with slow steps in a circle around him. She sniffed at him. Nothing about her was at all threatening. It was more or less a curious action. One done to get a visual of every angle of his body. "I'm from the West. Very far West. I've been traveling for months. I kind of like it here though, the cold weather, while it chills my bones, allows me to feel the warmth inside." She stopped in front of him and swished her tail back and forth. A broad smile broke out on her face before she busted out laughing. "Wow, it just hit me how prophetic and "of the heart" that sounded." The smile slowly faded and her eyebrows drew together in a befuddled expression. "Why would you stay here? Why remain in a place that has caused you so much pain with wolves who want nothing but to hurt you? Or worse, have simply forgotten you? Why not make a home for yourself somewhere else? Have a mate and begin your own pack?"

[robin.]

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

The young fae flinched at the harsh tone, "Ah, yes, I'm sorry." This time she pushed to be louder, hoping that would please him. Of course, she began to suspect something when Draconia glanced back at Xelha with a smirk. Was he doing this to get a laugh? No, no he couldn't possibly be doing something like snapping at one of his wolves simply for amusement. Catori believed that no wolf could be horrid to another of it's kind, unless it had an extreamly good reason. Pushing her thoughts aside, she realized that Draconia had been telling her to speak, tell him what she had interrupted him for.
"Well," she began, "I was just curious to see if there was anything you had wanted me to do this morning instead of sit around or venture off by myself..?"

{ sorry, at school and on mobile }

[cat;;]

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ｎａｍｅ; dauntless
ａｇｅ; 3
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ; male
ｒａｎｋ; hunter
ｔａｇｇｅｄ; no one
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──∂ α ʋ и т ℓ ɛ ƨ ƨ──

The young male looked around camp wondering what he should do today.. What he needed to do. Dauntless was a very "tell me what to do" kind of wolf. He almost never just went and did something for the heck of it. He looked around for the alpha or anyone in charge really. After a few minutes of not being able to find someone so he went out to go look for them. He walked out of camp and towards the nearby river. He passed many squirrels and rabbits, but knew someone else would get them. He was new to this pack and didn't want to do something when he wasn't told to. He got a little tired so he stopped and sat down on a rock near the field. He wanted to know what was out there.. if there was a deer or something, but he just sat and waited.

[rottenmutt]

☾ Ｄ ｒ ａ ｃ ｏ ｎ ｉ ａ ☽

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

Draconia glared at Xelha. With a small smirk on his face. "Getting a attitude with your alpha, huh?" He said lashing his tail around with a smal laugh escaping his muzzle. He shook his head and then looked over at Catori. Draconian nodded. "Yes, actually." He said looking towards the western border of the pack. "I have been smelling a loner around here for the past few days." He said and gazed his eyes back at Catori. "Female, pretty sure." The large brute said. He pinned his ears back and catches a oh to familiar scent. His tail slowly stopped moving. He smelled Akhita. But what could he say to the scout? Drive out the true alpha that was banished long ago. Draconian glanced at Catori, then at western borders. "Just, drive anybody out who is in this territory. To close to borders as well. And if they refuse, call for back up. And then I'll be on my way." The male brute said. Obviously tense. He snapped his eyes at Catori. "Go.. NOW!" The brute shouted as more of Akhitas scent traveled through his nose. He turned his back on Catori and looked at Xehla. The pack knew about Akhita. It was a year and a half, almost two year since Draconian banished Akhita and took the packs spot as alpha. While Akhita promised the pack he would come back to take his rightful place. Draconia knew that day would come. Draconian knew that the pack didn't forget about Akhita or his promise either. Akhita could kill Draconia. Draconian was only cunning, not built for brute strength. Unlike his older brother.

☾ Ａ ｋ ｈ ｉ ｔ ａ ☽

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

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Akhita glanced at Nix as she spoke from the west. He nodded at her listening to her speak. He looked at the sky, and then Nix once again. He lashed his tail around thinking to himself. When he heard her say he could run off and start his own pack. A mate. A family. Friends once again. He pinned his ears back at that thought. He narrowed his eyes and looked out her with a small growl escaping his muzzle. He shook his head at what she said. The thought of leaving the pack behind that he fought for. "I cannot leave them. I made a promise to the pack here." He said and glanced towards the camp that was far off in the distance. Akita sighed softly looking down at his paws that were hidden under neath the snow. "Quie sorry if I came off harsh.." He said in a sincere voice. "It's just, I have never broken a promise. And certainly not to the pack that raised me to be there alpha. It's not even about being alpha. It's about my brother. Draconia. He treats the pack terrible. Ruling with a iron fist." He said growling at the thought of Draconia. "The pack didn't raise him as a alpha wolf. He doesn't know how to take care of them. All he cares about is having a full belly and a high rank. My.. My pack deserves better then this." Akhita said, while his time slowly got quiter and he pinned his ears back.

[rottenmutt]

Finished my WIP posts.

[That Weird Dragon]

(Forgive my lack of pretty posts...)

M A S S A C R E
Male | Fighter | 3 years

Massacre blinked, the harsh light penetrated the delicate orbs that helped him see. The black and grey brute shook himself, blinking a few times to adjust his sight sensors to the bright sun. Glancing around, Masa took in his surroundings, plenty of the pack were already awake and moving about as the day began. Catori was talking with Alpha Draconia, Xelha stood at the leaders side. Masa smirked slightly and turned to pad out of the encampment. He would go for a morning hunt, bring back something to appease the alpha. (Insert much description and hunting here in the next post)

L U C A S
Female | Huntress | 3 years

A little way off was yet another young she-wolf, Lucas. This vix was quiet regal in her own way, she spoke with respect and dignity. as well as holding herself with pride. The pale grey wolf had also just awoken to the hustle of the pack's movements. Glancing to see the Alpha and his entourage, she shook her head. Quietly the fae padded up behind him, "Early morning greetings to you, my Alpha Draconia" she said in what could seem like either a polite voice or a flirtatious voice. She dipped her head and made a bow, swishing her tail in slight amusement at the other wolves. "And also to you, dear Xelha"

[fiddlesticks.]

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

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

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?

pardon, is anyone open for sybaris? ^^'