misgivings ➵ wolf rp ➵ open

[вєαяℓу]

Accalia
Female●Three●Omega●Austeros●Crush;Reed●Tags;Reed

The omega nibbled on her lip a bad habit she had gotten when she was nervous. Her green orbs danced around as she awaited for him to return. Her paws shuffling in the soil as she sighed lightly, it was a very small amount of time the brute was gone but it felt like hours. Her tail going to curl lightly around her paws as she awaited the brutes return, her eyes landed on movement unsure if it was Reed or a Leukos wolf. Her muzzle curling into a small growl showing her small yet sharp K-9's. Licking her nose softly as the female relieved her stress, although Accalia stepped closer about to say the healers name when she was almost ran muzzle into muzzle with the brute. She let out a long low sigh before glancing at the brute her eyes narrowed with a hard emotion, concern. "Don't ever do that again Reed" She said narrowing her eyes lightly although they held a small hit of playfulness. She turned shaking her head as she glanced to the brute looking at the nettles, letting out a small giggle as she looked to his face shaking her head with a large smirk on her face. "I will help you with those when we get back" The female said with a laugh before looking away from him as she moved her muzzle to take the clovers from his own. "I can carry those for you" She said softly wagging her tail as she carried the soft green herb before looking around. Her small front teeth held them tightly but soft enough to not brake or tear them in any way.

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Bjomolf

Male●Six●Lead Fighter●Austeros●Crush;Open●Tags;Makinti [scented]

The six year old male ran his tongue across his muzzle, the brute had been out hunting and as he finished his rabbit he moved covering the remains with a few leafs. His ears pinned back slightly as he let out a small yawn, although looking around the old brutes nose was invaded by the scent of a female. He snorted lightly, the brute was by leukos territory so it was not odd to scent another wolf although this female did not smell like leukos.. He lifted his muzzle yet again giving the air a few good sniffs, the rabbit he had eaten still lingered around so any other wolves would be able to scent it. Although he did not mind that, flicking his tail around as he let out a annoyed huff. The brute was more traditional meaning he did not like other packs or other pack wolves, his ears pinned down sniffing the air yet again as he scented the female smell once again. It confused him a bit, her scent was covered in what smelled to be a loner although he was just confused with all the scents coming trough his nose at once. Shaking his head softly as the brute moved trotting down a small hill to a stream that flowed trough the forest. Bending his head down as he snorted softly bringing his muzzle to the water and giving it a few good licks to quench his thirst.

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Faolan
Female●Five Months●Pup●Leukos●Crush;None●Tags;Open

The young pup had been awake for maybe about a few minutes although she was extremely ready to play. Although much to the young pups demise no wolf seamed to be interested in playing, from what she had learned about the pack was the pups not the packs future, so should she not be treated as royalty. Running her tongue across her muzzle, as the young pup soon realized how hungry she was. Her small tummy growling as she glanced around, crouching down the young female scented the air. She had learned a little from following around the hunters, like how to crouch right and how to move your paws without making a sound. Her small brown eyes glanced around softly as a rat raced across the packs camp. Letting out a happy yip the young female moved swiftly after the animal quickly pouncing on it, her large paws pinned the animal down as she giggled slightly, "Got you" she said happily wagging her tail quickly as she yipped puffing out her chest. Looking around for any wolves to show off to but none were around, so the female picked up her meager kill and sat in the middle of camp puffing out her chest, she would wait for her alpha to get back and show him what she did.

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Convel
Male●Seven●Hunter●Leukos●Crush;Open●Tags;kora

The brute ran a tongue across his muzzle as he watched the female healer with the bees. Shaking his head as he snorted lightly "You know i hate bees" He said with a grumble, the brute was thankful for the healer knowing what she knew. He brought his muzzle to hers once she got back taking the honey comb, "I juft eaft this fright?" He said trough the muffledness of his muzzle. Shaking his head as he moved sitting down and curling his tail around his paws. The seven year old brute had had a lot of herbs, but never ever had he eaten a honey comb. He was a bit taken back by the stickiness of the thing that collected in his now sticky mouth. Sticking out his tongue as the brute slowly began crumbling the honeycomb exposing even more stickiness that covered his teeth and tongue.

[ᴇᴠᴇ]

ᴀɴᴀsᴛᴀsɪᴀ
fae ♀ // four // fighter // s/o; heterosexual // crush: none // mate : none // tagged; holly, anthos
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Anastasia lightly bowed her head to Anthos and smiled at Holly."I see mister serious here is interacting with a fae that isn't his niece" the fae joked around knowing Anthos wouldn't take it to heart and snap. The fae tended to do that sometimes, just for some laughs and put a smile on her alphas maw. Anastasia looked around the area out of habit to make sure that nobody would come out and pounce on her alpha. Ants and Anastasia weren't really close and didn't talk much but when they did, they had a blast. She is a generally fun wolf."Your scents hit me right in the face the second I got out the fighters den, so thats why I'm here. And Im fine Holly, how about yourself?" Anastasia chuckled and sat on her rear.

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ᴏʀғᴇᴀ
brute ♂ // five // lead hunter // s/o; heterosexual // crush: none // mate : none // tagged; open
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The lead hunter emerged from he darkness of his cool den. The muscular brute looked left and right with a discussed look on his face as always. His attention was drawn to a single black flower growing in the cracks of a rock, his mind immediately went to his dear sister, Anastasia. Her favorite flowers were always the color black. It was the first time he had thought about her in two years. Orfea swiftly shook it off and gena padding around his den just thinking and growling at himself."no..no thats wouldn't work..well, well may- no. no. no!" the brute mumbled.

[sultana]

◆ wren ◆

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ｔａｇ ; delgado
age ; four years
gender ; she-wolf
crush ; open
rank ; lead huntress - leukos pack

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Wren stopped in her tracks, her forgotten kill laying motionless at her feet. The forest was crashing with sound, and judging by the weight of it and the spacing of the paw steps, it was a wolf. The female quickly grabbed her prey and turned, ready to flee. She was the fastest runner in her pack, she could outrun this heavy wolf. Any hunter, she'd hoped, would have lighter steps, so she assumed it was a fighter. She was about to take off back home, legs eating up dirt faster than they had ever, when she caught the wolf's scent. It was certainly Austeros, but there was something else about it that was so familiar to her. It wasn't Reed, was it?

Wren's heart rate picked up drastically at this thought and she spun around, amber eyes eagerly eating up the scene across from her. There was a wolf she knew, but it was not Reed. Distantly, a thought ebbed at her mind. This wolf's identity was at the tip of her tongue, but it wouldn't come to her. The she-wolf was frozen in place, desperately trying to figure it out. When the wolf spoke, everything clicked in place. His voice was gruff, she'd heard it many times before. It was her old friend from her early years in the Austeros pack, Delgado. Her maw opened in shock, her rabbit tumbling out and falling to her paws. Tentatively, Wren loped closer, head tilted. "You don't remember me, do you?" She asked, eyes narrowed in curiosity as she looked him over.

Delgado was much more mature looking now. She remembered when she was one, and he two, the yearling had looked to him as a mentor sort. They were rather close then, but now Wren hardly recognized the large wolf across from her. She smiled sadly, shaking her head. She did not regret leaving the Austeros, but she did regret the relationships she had to leave behind. "It's me, Wren. Reed's sister." He probably didn't recognize the fae fully grown, who was once a small, awkwardly lanky one year old. Wren had grown into her features well, as had he.

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Ａ Ｎ Ｔ H O Ｓ

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ｔａｇ ; holly, anastasia
age ; six years
gender ; brute
crush ; open
rank ; alpha male - leukos pack

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Anthos smirked at Anastasia's comment and feigned surprise. "Oh yes, such a shock for 'mister serious'." The male leaned back on his haunches and made himself more comfortable. He twisted his head right, then left, and then stretched out his paws until the toes spread. The satisfying pull of muscles relaxed him and he settled into the grassy area a bit more. The ivory colored wolf noticed Anastasia scan the area and taste the air. He mirrored her actions to make sure there wasn't a threat, and there didn't seem to be one. Very far away he could sense a wolf crashing through the trees, but the sounds got farther and farther until if he wasn't paying attention they would be gone. The crashing reminded him of himself a bit.

The alpha noticed Holly got very tense around Anastasia. Anthos could read the fae like a book and could tell she was off put by the fighter being here. His eyes narrowed in confusion, but he didn't comment. It wasn't in his character to comment on something like that, and he avoided confrontation at all costs. He wasn't sure if that made him a good or bad alpha. By his dreams, it appeared confrontation was inevitable.

The dream plagued his mind. Anthos wasn't sure if he should worry his pack, so he kept it to himself, like he did with many things. If it came true, which he prayed it didn't, the packs would be in disarray. He didn't want to risk any of his wolves lives. War was a fickle thing. Anthos was a peace-maker, so naturally he found himself against the idea. For years the two packs had lived without incident. There was no way the dream would come true with nothing to fight over. Or so he thought.

"Now that you're here, Ana," Anthos turned his eyes to her,"Could you set up a patrol in awhile? I'll be accompanying it." It stemmed from his anxiousness over the dream. If he could keep the border secure, there would be no issue.

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✖ reed ✖

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ｔａｇ ; accalia
age ; four years
gender ; brute
crush ; accalia has caught his eye.
rank;; lead healer - austeros pack

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Reed scrambled up and allowed her to take the bundle of clover from his mouth, their snouts touching ever so slightly. "Thank you." He felt his face heat up and cursed himself. Keep it together Reed, she's just being nice. His thoughts reminded him and he sighed, loping after the omega. "Whoever said life as a healer was boring better rethink that statement." He swished his tail as he kept up, trying to wiggle out some of the nettles in his fur and paws. The wolf was always told as a pup healing was for females, males should dedicate their time to training. Reed was a good fighter, but he was even better at healing. The herbs fascinated him and he spent hours making concoctions for antidotes and pastes.

Reed hobbled back until the camp lay just in front of them. Just as he suspected, no wolf had noticed their quick heist and had other things to deal with. Things like patrols, hunts, or mating season. The thought of the last one made him gulp. Reed was now four, with no mate or previous pups. He'd never really shown a large interest in having a family until this year, when Accalia caught his eyes. Since she had, she was on his mind often.

Reed wondered what drew him to her. She was sweet, a bit shy, and very pretty, but his father always told him omegas were weak and not to be conversed with. His father treated lesser ranks like deer scat, which the sweet little pup never fully understood or followed. They were wolves, and no wolf was better than another, for things like rank.

[starshine,]

●●● H o l l y
name. holly - gender. fae - crush. anthos - tags. anthos - where. in the forest with anthos

xXx. Holly let her muscles relax as Anthos told Ana that she would be assigning a patrol in a while. She looked up at Anthos and realized how tall he is. She gaped at how tall and smiled, "Well look at that, almost 2 heads taller than me." She snorted and stood up then fluffed her fur to make herself look bigger. She looked at Anastasia, who was also taller than her. Just because she wasn't purebred doesn't mean she is small.. She whispered to herself a few times.

She looked up again and shook her pelt, her fur flying. "Anyways Anthos, how have you and Wren Ben communicating? Well I suppose?" She asked questiongly. She knew she was being stupid with that question, but honestly who cared, she hoped Anthos didn't care what she said either. She sat down and waited for his answer patiently.

●●● C o d y
name - cody. gender - male. crush - open. tags - makinti [scented]. where. in the forest by the beach

xXx. His paws crumpled the leaves on the ground as he padded past the pond, unsure of what he should do after this. He saw a quail and smirked, his pawsteps turning from heavy to light, he was horrible at hunting, but this was his only way of proving himself. He stalked forward, his position horrible and crooked. He leaped and grabbed the quail with his claws, getting ready to dig his claws into its back, it scrambled off, escaping his claws.

"lupus!" he barked. He then lifted his head up for anything else and caught a faint scent of something, it couldn't be a bird, nor any prey.. another wolf. He let out a faint snort and followed the trail onto the beach. The scent started to fade and he growled uncertainly and confused. He knew it was here, somewhere.

●●● Ranae
name. ranae - gender. fae - crush. open - tags. delgado and wren [secretly] - where. in the forest with delgado and wren

xXx. Ranae lifted her muzzle up and sniffed the air delicately. A smile appeared on her maw as she ran towards the scent, it was faint, but it was enough for her to scent it and follow it. She knew it was big, and good for the pack, she exhaled the fresh air and took a deep breath out. She bolted towards the scent as it got stronger.

She stopped in a clearing and saw two blurry objects. One was Delgado, her brother for sure, the other one was too blurry to make out but she knew by the scent it wasn't her packmate. She crouched and crawled forward, hiding under a small rock lose enough for her to tell what they were saying. She knew the wolf that was talking and snorted quietly, it was her brothers old friend, Wren. Who was talking to him.

[вєαяℓу]

Accalia
Female●Three●Omega●Austeros●Crush;Reed●Tags;Reed

The omega's ears grew bright red as she touched muzzles with the brute, 'it's okay.' the female told herself as she moved softly away from the brute swishing her tail. 'he is just a wolf..' she told herself, the female never even thought about males that was until she met reed. Accalia was not sure what it was about this brute but he just made her all shy, even more then she was already, she always just got scared she was going to do something wrong. Shaking her head lightly as she glanced around letting out a soft sigh escape her lips.

Once they reached back to camp she realized no one had missed them, shaking her head as she moved to were the herbs were stored. Laying down the clovers down onto the ground before sitting herself next to them, her tail wrapping around her legs as she lowered her muzzle to the ground giving it a few sniffs as she ran her tongue across her muzzle. Letting out a soft exhale as she snorted lightly her breath making dust and dirt go flying.. "Sorry.." The female spoke lightly her ears pinned back as she looked over to reed. Her eyes landed on the nettles in his fur before smirking lightly. "I will help you with those just inform me how to do this" She said softly patting her paw on the ground in front of her asking him to sit down, her tail curling tightly around her legs even more. The female watched the brute her green orbs dancing around taking in every sight of his fur, most of it was a bit like hers brown or cream but covering his back was dark grey even black. He was quite interesting the way his pelt seamed to change color. Shaking her head once more as she shook the thoughts out of her head before running her tongue once again across her muzzle.

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Bjomolf

Male●Six●Lead Fighter●Austeros●Crush;Open●Tags;Makinti [scented]

The six year old male ran his tongue across his muzzle, the brute had been out hunting and as he finished his rabbit he moved covering the remains with a few leafs. His ears pinned back slightly as he let out a small yawn, although looking around the old brutes nose was invaded by the scent of a female. He snorted lightly, the brute was by leukos territory so it was not odd to scent another wolf although this female did not smell like leukos.. He lifted his muzzle yet again giving the air a few good sniffs, the rabbit he had eaten still lingered around so any other wolves would be able to scent it. Although he did not mind that, flicking his tail around as he let out a annoyed huff. The brute was more traditional meaning he did not like other packs or other pack wolves, his ears pinned down sniffing the air yet again as he scented the female smell once again. It confused him a bit, her scent was covered in what smelled to be a loner although he was just confused with all the scents coming trough his nose at once. Shaking his head softly as the brute moved trotting down a small hill to a stream that flowed trough the forest. Bending his head down as he snorted softly bringing his muzzle to the water and giving it a few good licks to quench his thirst.

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Faolan
Female●Five Months●Pup●Leukos●Crush;None●Tags;Open

The young pup had been awake for maybe about a few minutes although she was extremely ready to play. Although much to the young pups demise no wolf seamed to be interested in playing, from what she had learned about the pack was the pups not the packs future, so should she not be treated as royalty. Running her tongue across her muzzle, as the young pup soon realized how hungry she was. Her small tummy growling as she glanced around, crouching down the young female scented the air. She had learned a little from following around the hunters, like how to crouch right and how to move your paws without making a sound. Her small brown eyes glanced around softly as a rat raced across the packs camp. Letting out a happy yip the young female moved swiftly after the animal quickly pouncing on it, her large paws pinned the animal down as she giggled slightly, "Got you" she said happily wagging her tail quickly as she yipped puffing out her chest. Looking around for any wolves to show off to but none were around, so the female picked up her meager kill and sat in the middle of camp puffing out her chest, she would wait for her alpha to get back and show him what she did.

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Convel
Male●Seven●Hunter●Leukos●Crush;Open●Tags;kora

The brute ran a tongue across his muzzle as he watched the female healer with the bees. Shaking his head as he snorted lightly "You know i hate bees" He said with a grumble, the brute was thankful for the healer knowing what she knew. He brought his muzzle to hers once she got back taking the honey comb, "I juft eaft this fright?" He said trough the muffledness of his muzzle. Shaking his head as he moved sitting down and curling his tail around his paws. The seven year old brute had had a lot of herbs, but never ever had he eaten a honey comb. He was a bit taken back by the stickiness of the thing that collected in his now sticky mouth. Sticking out his tongue as the brute slowly began crumbling the honeycomb exposing even more stickiness that covered his teeth and tongue.

[chase.]

Name;Sniper.
Gender;Brute.
Age;Five.
Rank;Alpha.
Zodiac sign;Scorpio
Theme:'My demons'
Mood;Passive, slightly bored.
Location;His den/ camp.
Tagged;None atm (open)
OOC;He is open.

The brute observed his pack as they
went about doing what they needed to do,
or some just what they desired to do, his
deep hazel eyes flickered as he looked
towards the sky before retrieving his glance
until he was looking at the same level he
was, his legs were aching so he lay still,
relaxing his tense muscles, the alpha was
always tense though. It was his instincts,
the brute was nearly always alert, and
had his full focus on checking the pack
and when he felt he needed too, he
would go and check the borders by
himself or with one other trusted
wolf from his pack.

Name;Cry
Gender;fea
Age;five.
Rank;Omega.
Zodiac sign;Leo
Theme:'Ghost town'
Mood;Slightly tired, lonely.
Location;Outside, in the camp
Tagged;Open
OOC;She is open

This omega was doing
nothing and that's what it cost to 'stay
out of the way' but the female wanted
to do something that she could feel
proud of so she started thinking about
going hunting, her eyes flickered as
she thought about catching a small
bird or chasing down a juicy rabbit,
but those thoughts soon faded, she
was still thinking about trying but
this was real life she was thinking
about and she knew the reality was
that she would most likely have no
luck, and if she did manage to find
a piece of prey the chances were
even slimmer that she would catch
it.

[ᴇᴠᴇ]

ᴀɴᴀsᴛᴀsɪᴀ
fae ♀ // four // fighter // s/o; heterosexual // crush: none // mate : none // tagged; holly, anthos
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Anastasia growled under her breathe at the fae who completely ignored her and kept on talking to Anthos."Yes of course Anthos, but with all do respect. For what reason?" she asked as she got of her rear and shook off any dust or dirt she had on her coat. The fae took notice of the other faes actions, seeing how she felt more relaxed now that she is leaving made her growl and keep her guard up."Listen sweetie, I understand you want mister muscles here to be your center of attention, but that does not mean you have to be a complete female dog to any other wolf" she admitted to the fae.

"Actually Anthos, you don't need to reply to my question I'm sure this mutt has more important questions to ask you, like you do like your mates feisty or flirty!" she barked and stopped off, kicked a cloud of dust and pebbles towards them, not caring about the consequences that would come from doing such action towards the alpha, wether it was intentional or unintentional. Anastasia stormed off back to camp to find cody and makinti. Low grumbles and growls were heard from her maw, pure anger booming in her usual smooth and calming voice. All part of her being quick-tempered. She made it back to camp and howled out for cody and makinti, awaiting for a response she decided to just sit in the fighters den and curse under her breathe.

[ᴇᴠᴇ]

ᴏʀғᴇᴀ
brute ♂ // five // lead hunter // s/o; heterosexual // crush: none // mate : none // tagged; open
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The lead hunter emerged from he darkness of his cool den. The muscular brute looked left and right with a discussed look on his face as always. His attention was drawn to a single black flower growing in the cracks of a rock, his mind immediately went to his dear sister, Anastasia. Her favorite flowers were always the color black. It was the first time he had thought about her in two years. Orfea swiftly shook it off and gena padding around his den just thinking and growling at himself."no..no thats wouldn't work..well, well may- no. no. no!" the brute mumbled.

[starshine,]

●●● H o l l y
name. holly - gender. fae - crush. anthos - tags. anthos - where. in the forest with anthos

xXx. Holly let her muscles relax as Anthos told Ana that she would be assigning a patrol in a while. She looked up at Anthos and realized how tall he is. She gaped at how tall and smiled, "Well look at that, almost 2 heads taller than me." She snorted and stood up then fluffed her fur to make herself look bigger. She looked at Anastasia, who was also taller than her. Just because she wasn't purebred doesn't mean she is small.. She whispered to herself a few times.

She looked up again and shook her pelt, her fur flying. "Anyways Anthos, how have you and Wren been communicating? Well I suppose?" She asked questiongly. She knew she was being stupid with that question, but honestly who cared, she hoped Anthos didn't care what she said either. She sat down and waited for his answer patiently.

●●● C o d y
name - cody. gender - male. crush - open. tags - makinti [scented]. where. in the forest by the beach

xXx. The lead fighter growled as he heard his name being called. He bared his teeth as he heard Anastasia, I'm supposed to be calling patrols! He said to himself. He bolted back and panted once he reached her. "I will be leading it." He said growling & nodding, letting his rude side spill out. He called out for Makinti with her and realized she was the one he was following. He shook his head shamefully then looked back up. Letting out a long sharp howl for Makinti and yowled her name again.

●●● Ranae
name. ranae - gender. fae - crush. open - tags. delgado and wren [secretly] - where. in the forest with delgado and wren

xXx. Ranae lifted her muzzle up and sniffed the air delicately. A smile appeared on her maw as she ran towards the scent, it was faint, but it was enough for her to scent it and follow it. She knew it was big, and good for the pack, she exhaled the fresh air and took a deep breath out. She bolted towards the scent as it got stronger.

She stopped in a clearing and saw two blurry objects. One was Delgado, her brother for sure, the other one was too blurry to make out but she knew by the scent it wasn't her packmate. She crouched and crawled forward, hiding under a small rock lose enough for her to tell what they were saying. She knew the wolf that was talking and snorted quietly, it was her brothers old friend, Wren. Who was talking to him.