Revamped: Iconic Clan - Open and Accepting!

[Lumina Faith]

@Galen/Gale - Accepted! Healer role has now been added!

Flame Sun

Female
Reddish she-wolf with light blue eyes
Camp Clearing

Flame yelped in surprise when Winter suddenly pinned her. She twitched her ear when he lightly bit her ear and she stretched forward to nip his neck. After thinking for a moment, Flame narrowed her eyes and focused on the air above her friend. Instead of a small ball of water like she wanted, a large amount of clear water was drawn from the surrounding air and splashed down on the both of them.

[nyctorin.]

{I might make another male as well, to try and even out the genders some. Should we try advertising on the Group RP Advertisement thread?}

Winter gladly nommed on her ear and wagged his tail, enjoying the moment of being close to his best friend. In all fair honesty, as far as ages were concerned, she was his only friend, but he didn't really care. As long as he had one, right? He tensed his hind leg muscles and prepared to jump off and run away, to invite her to play tag, but he suddenly felt something cold and wet splash him on the back. His amber eyes went wide and he jumped off of the she-wolf, yipping and turning around in a circle to try and see what invisible monster had attacked him. Realizing t was just water, it took him a few seconds to conclude Flame had used her powers on him. The dark (now dripping) pup's happy behavior slowed down, a tiny pang of longing in his heart. He hadn't shown any signs of having powers as long as he'd been in this pack, which had basically been since birth, making him believe he didn't have any. It wasn't that important really; it's not like he was an outcast because of it. He just... well, he still felt like one sometimes. He just wanted to know what it was like. Recovering form his little lapse, he realized he'd been standing still for a minute, so he bounced down into a play bow and grinned at Flame, pretending it never happened.

Galen trotted back into the camp, some herbs gripped in his mouth. As he so often did, he had woken up early to go meditate in his "special spot", so as to clear his mind before the day started. He had then gone herb hunting and had finally decided to return to the pack. Looking around briefly, he noticed the pups Winter and Flame were playing. Winter was turning in a quick circle and was drenched from nose to tail tip, yet far from any body of water, suggesting Flame has used her powers. He smiled and chuckled at the children, then continued on towards his den, so he could place down his herbs. He noticed Flash laying on a rock, overlooking the camp, and gave her a respectful nod as he passed.

[Lumina Faith]

(Sure, we can do that!)

Flame Sun

Female
Reddish she-wolf with light blue eyes
Camp Clearing

Flame rolled over to stand on her paws and she shook the water out of her fur. Well, tried to. Fur still damp, Flame looked up at Winter and wagged her tail. She looked around at the camp and her excitement drained."We're gonna have to leave this place too, aren't we?" She said softly.

[BucketORandomness]

((Are you still accepting applications?))

[nyctorin.]

{Yes, we are. ^^}

[BucketORandomness]

Username: BucketORandomness
Name: Apathmo
Gender: male
Species Name: Chameleon (Camouflager, Hidden, Changers, Pelt Shifter)
Species Description: Chameleon wolves are typically very average wolves who look completely normal, until they shift their pelt colors. A Chameleon Wolf can change the color of its pelt with a thought, which makes this species excellent at hiding. They can shift their pelt to match whatever they are standing in front of and become "invisible." This "invisibility" does not affect their scent or the sounds they might make. This means that if the wolf makes a noise or the wind shifts, their position could be determined by scent. Another interesting factor is that if a Chameleon Wolf feels a strong emotion, a corresponding color will appear on their pelt. This can be especially endangering when hiding from Humans, as strong fear could give them away.
Age: 3 years
Basic Description: Though Apathmo can change colors, he typically keeps himself at a neutral grey all over, including eye and pelt color. He tries to keep his emotions from showing, but the first thing to change color is his eyes, which will shift color before his pelt. He has a short fluffy pelt, and one of his ears is permanently folded over from a fight he had.
Magical Abilities: Apathmo has the ability to sense thoughts. This does not mean he can read the thoughts of others. Thoughts come through as the general feeling behind them. He can only sense them for about a square half mile (or one square kilometer) in any direction. Because he senses the general feeling, Apathmo has assigned colors to them so that he can more easily understand what he senses. He is relatively inexperienced with his power, and occasionally cannot comprehend more complex emotions when he senses them.
Anything Else: Apathmo hates it when others see his emotions. He has a hard time opening up to others because of it.
Pack Rank: Hunter

[mirinae.]

Username: AngelWings~
Name: Lyre
Gender:female
Species Name: wolf
Species Description: Wolf with wings and bushy tail
Age:3
Basic Description: White wolf with blue eyes
Magical Abilities: can turn invisible, and can fly
Anything Else: nope!
Pack Rank:Alpha

Username: AngelWings~
Name:Dakota
Gender:male
Species Name: Wolf
Species Description: Wolf with 3 tails
Age:3.5
Basic Description: grey, with white patches
Magical Abilities: can manipulate fire and ice
Anything Else: nope
Pack Rank:Hunter

[Lumina Faith]

@Apathmo - Accepted! You're welcome to start RPing!

Username: AngelWings~
Name: Lyre
Gender:female
Species Name: wolf
Species Description: Wolf with wings and bushy tail
Age:3
Basic Description: White wolf with blue eyes
Magical Abilities: can turn invisible, and can fly
Anything Else: nope!
Pack Rank:Alpha

Username: AngelWings~
Name:Dakota
Gender:male
Species Name: Wolf
Species Description: Wolf with 3 tails
Age:3.5
Basic Description: grey, with white patches
Magical Abilities: can manipulate fire and ice
Anything Else: nope
Pack Rank:Hunter

I'm super super sorry, but the Alpha Female rank is reserved for someone at the moment! Also, in the introduction thingie (look at the first post), it says that the last wolf to have the power of/can manipulate ice is Snow, who is the reserved Alpha Female.

[nyctorin.]

Winter;; male - three months - pup - with flame

Seeing the wag of her tail, Winter was ready to bound away, inviting her to chase him. He knew quite a few place he could lead her to, lose her, and turn the game of chase into hide-n-seek. His tail wagged faster just thinking about it! Then, however, he saw the light die down in his friend's eyes as she looked around the camp, causing him to cease his wagging and cock his head, a confused whine coming from his throat. When she spoke again, he felt his own glee die down as well, his eyes sad. It was true; they never really stayed in one camp very long. Constantly on the run from these scary things known as 'humans', the pack had no choice but to constantly relocate. It wouldn't be so bad if they didn't keep getting attached to everywhere they went- it seemed that every time, just as they got used to it and learned to enjoy their new home, they'd have to leave again. Pinning his ears down and knitting his brows together, he got up and padded over to Flame, standing close enough to brush their fur together. "Probably... But hey, we still have each other to play with, so it won't be so bad..." He smiled weakly and wagged his tail a bit, then went in to nip at her, but ended up licking her ear in comfort instead. "Cheer up!" The pup felt himself growing warm inside, but he wasn't sure why- maybe he was just happy.

Flash;; female - four years - beta - with no one

The beta female was one to take her job seriously, and as such, she always made it her business to wake up early so she could get a jump start on her duties and keep watch while the others slept. It was never a necessary task, as Snow would sometimes tell her, but the winged wolf simply wouldn't feel right sleeping in like the others. Like always, she woke up this morning (begrudgingly) and dragged herself form the den, shaking off dust and dirt from her den and taking a moment to let her eyes adjust. This was before the sun rose, so it would take a minute or two to adjust to the dimly lit world. Then she'd stretch a little and immediately set off to patrol the borders, checking for human scents. Sometimes, just for the fun of it, she'd look for rogue scents too, but it wasn't likely- most wolves in the land were aware of their powers, so they were sure to stay far away. One sniff of their scent marker and it scent loners running. Humans were the bigger threat- they were the reason she was so adamant on getting up early. Since their territory was small, it didn't take long to patrol the borders, so she returned to camp- no humans so far, but she knew they were coming. They always found the pack. She had now returned to camp and decided to hop up onto a flat rock to watch the pack from, waiting for them to rise. She noticed Galen had been out herb hunting, for he came back with a bundle of herbs in his mouth and nodded to her as he passed. She returned the nod, then looked back to the camp.

Galen;; male - three-and-a-half years - healer - with no one

Herbs in mouth, Galen lowered his head so he could squeeze into his den, then paused to let his eyes adjust. Once they did, he set to work recognizing his herb piles and sorting what he'd gathered accordingly. He was always one to be organized- if he didn't keep his herbs organized, he'd waste precious minutes trying to find what he needed to treat someone every time, precious minutes that could be the difference between life and death. Of course, it was rare that he ever saw such a case- usually it was just a scratch or bruise he could easily heal with his powers- but he felt it was better safe than sorry. After putting the new herbs away, he looked over the piles to determine what else he needed, then smiled when he found everything was in stock. Now all he needed to do his job was an actual patient, and since everyone was in good health, he could relax. The male pulled himself out of his den and turned to face the camp. Then his face fell. Like Flame, he too was dreading the day they'd have to leave. It wasn't so much about keeping a home versus all of the struggles of traveling. He'd have to leave most of his herbs behind, only able to carry so many, and there was always the worry that wherever they were going wouldn't have what he needed. Then there was the dangers that could be ahead- predators, other wolves, risky landscapes. He might have to stop and heal someone at any time, and it was always his worry that he wouldn't be able to. Though he knew they were in more danger staying at camp and waiting for the humans to find them, he honestly wished they could just stay for once...

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Apathmo~Male~3 Years~Hunter~open
Apathmo climed out of his den, the dust still on his pelt and the sleep in his eyes. He yawned and squinted in the light. "I appear to have slept in a little too long," he mumbled to himself. Well, he decided it was best if he went hunting now that he was awake, and maybe catch a little extra since he was late. He walked through the camp on his way towards the forest and saw a couple pups playing, heir mind colors bright with shades of sadness dashing through them. And there was the healer, the color of orangey contentment also mixed with the same sadness shades. Apathmo hadn't joined the pack untill a short while ago, and he wondered what could cause such a glumness in both pups and healers.