The pack I was born into was one of "high status" wolves, who thought of themselves as pure and untainted, and valued their innocence and purity above all else, even family. Here's where I come in.
Unlike the rest of my pack who had long, stark white fur and crystal blue eyes, I was born with jet black fur that had streaks and tips of red, and scarlet eyes with slit pupils that could pierce the very soul of those who looked into them. Not only that, but I had needle-sharp fangs, which immediately sent fear and contempt into the hearts of my parents and every other wolf in the pack. Being the Alphas and the most respected members of the pack, my parents immediately took action, throwing me out into the thick, cold snow of the harsh winter, far far away from the home of the pack, and promptly left me to fend for myself, or die in the midst of the dark, bitter wilderness.
Yet still, I survived. And I learned. And I grew. I learned to use my abilities, and control the thirst for blood which ached within my body and ripped through my fangs. I became strong, agile, cunning, quick, and what felt like unstoppable. But one day, shortly after reaching adulthood, I acknowledged the loneliness and emptiness that constantly plagued me throughout my existence, never having anyone by my side or having a single wolf I could call family or friend, and I decided that instead of searching for a place to belong, I would create my own, in the hopes of my sanctuary becoming the safe haven of other wolves like myself, who had nothing and no one to rely on or return to. I created the place for the lost to be found again. I created the Pack of Fangs.
And I created my home.
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RULES!!
Minor Cussing ONLY,
No killing another character or mating without permission,
Three adult wolves MAX,not including fulgrown offspring,
Five offspring per litter MAX,
Seven powers MAX
No Godmodding or Powerplaying,
Nothing too random,
When creating your profiles, please only use artwork you have drawn or had someone draw for you, or pictures and images you have received permission to use,
And most of all, HAVE FUN!!
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Character Form:
Name: Vampirocilian
Title (Optional): The Ghost
Gender: Female
Age: Four Years Old (Human years)
Rank: Alpha Female
Powers/Abilities (One must be either Shadows or Healing): Healing, Mind Reading, Super speed, Light/Element Reflection (She can reflect and manipulate rays of light and reflect elemental sources or attacks), Telekinesis, Shape Shifting (She has a darker, and more powerful form that is brought about through anger/bloodlust or the intense urge to protect or defend) Sound (She can silence herself completely, and amplify her ability to hear things, as well as render someone unable to hear)
Personality: Vampirocilian is sweet, caring, compassionate, and ultimately kind. Her heart is big, and she will welcome any wolf into her pack and into her life, so long as they do no harm to another. Though this may be, her lack of contact with other wolves has caused her to be somewhat cold and sadistic, as well as sarcastic, though she rarely intends to be so. She also holds a strong dislike for fighting, though she will come to violence should the true need arise, though her anger, when incurred, is fiery, dangerous, and deadly, so it is wise to stay on her good side and not instigate conflicts.
History: (Explained in intro. Other information will be disclosed throughought the Roleplay)
Mate (Or love interest. Please specify which one): None.
Offspring: None.
Appearance:
- Vampirocilian (CS USE).png (95.12 KiB) Viewed 288 times
Other: None
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Pack of Fangs Ranks:
Alpha Female: Vampirocilian (myself)
Alpha Male:
Beta Female:
Beta Male:
Head Warrior: Fenris (She~Wolf)
Warrior(s):
Head Healer:
Healer(s):
Head Hunter:
Hunter(s): Aela (She~Wolf)
Guardian(s):
Elder(s):
Pup(s):
Loner(s): Sniper (Sniper.)
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