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🔲Shitlord Mauaji🔳 (Knees (#33232) Deathlord of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-15 03:35:55 |
Character SheetsView and Post Character Sheets0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 17/01/17 @ 16:20:41 by Lord Mauaji (10marks) (#33232) |
Rin (#2458)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-16 10:09:15 |
| Mason | 2 yrs 7 months | Chief | Female | Camp | Mentions: The pack in general | Mason trotted into the center of camp, cold eye scanning the surroundings. Sucking in air, the Irish wolfhound let out a loud, long howl into the quiet of camp. The old chief had recently died--quite literally hours before she stepped out--, which meant she had to take over for their place. She wasn't stressed at all over it, but she was pondering who she should select for her delegate. Keeping her hard, cold gaze, she quickly came to a decision as the pack congregated around her. Even though she had an entire pack of lives in her paws, she did not feel stressed. She was cool and confident in her abilities, and she spoke with her usual tone. "As you may or may not know, the old chief is dead. As their delegate, I have taken over their role in their permanent absence," she announced coolly, waiting for the pack to respond before continuing. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Wolflord; G2 tobi (#17200)
Bone Collector View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-16 13:50:07 |
Lucifer Female / 3 / Hunter / Shiloh Shepherd Mentions: OPEN Location: CAMP Lucifer had been awake hours before an Irish Wolfhound by the name of Mason, arrived on the scene. Nothing exciting had been happening though the Shiloh could rarely sleep at night. She flipped her ears up as a howl pierced the dull quiet, the sound nearly painful though she ignored it. The large fae lifted herself up and moved towards the Delegate with a tilt of her head, moving to sit down in front of the group with a happy tail wag. Though the news wasn't exactly new anymore it still sent a sharp pang through her very being. She gave a soft mourning bark for the past chief, may they rest in piece. The fae leaned forwards slightly, waiting to see who would be announced as the new delegate for the pack, may whoever it be use the rank wisely. Lucifer's ears flicked to any and all approaching pack members. Though she kept her attention on the newest chief. This one would have to earn her whole trust, though by rank she garnished a slight trust from the female. Tail wagged across dusty ground slightly. -short sorry- 0 players like this post! Like? |
Cervicorn [MAIN] (#33076)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-16 14:26:23 |
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☾Sprinkles☽ (#86006)
Amiable View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-16 16:33:14 |
| Lyra| 3 Years | Broodmother | Female | Camp - Broodmother's Fort | Mentions: Open :) | Lyra shifted somewhat awkwardly in her den, tendrils of moss and vines swaying gently. Sunlight streamed through small gaps in the roof in hues of orange and red. Her icy eyes drifted to the bright sky outside, tracing the silhouettes of towering trees. A long howl echoed through the camp and Lyra shifted once again to see their Chief trot into camp. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, she loved how life worked here; everyone was so kind and supportive. She sighed contently and rolled over to face the pups, her smile broadening at the thought of having her own. Her smile faltered for a fleeting moment as she thought about her pup's future; and how they may never have a father figure in their lives. 0 players like this post! Like? |
。 BlazeRed 。 (#27478)
Phoenix View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-16 21:24:24 |
Velvela // 4 Years // Shaman // Female // Location: Camp // Mentions: Mason, Lucifer, Aries Velvela had been in the Shaman's den, calmly sorting through herbs, when a familiar howl reached her ears and she turned her head in the direction of the noise. It was undoubtedly the pack's Delegate, calling the pack together to announce herself as the new Chief. Velvela already knew of the old Chief's death, as it had been her and Daria that were trying to keep him alive. There was nothing the two could've done, since he was far past saving, but she still felt like she could've done more. Slowly, she rose to her feet and padded out into the Camp. Spotting Aries and Lucifer, she went over to them, sitting down next to Aries and giving him a nod of acknowledgement. The usually stony-faced female was showing emotions now, her gaze sad and her head lowered. The old Chief had been the one that had allowed her into Starfall when she was nothing more than a pathetic, starving wolfdog, and let her follow her dreams of becoming a Shaman, so it was hard for her to accept that he was dead. She tried to give Mason a bark of congratulations, but it came out as more of a sad whimper, so she decided to keep quiet and see who the new Delegate would be. 0 players like this post! Like? |
『Moon』 (#100696)
Wicked View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-16 21:59:46 |
Flash||2 years||Male||Delegate||Mentions:Mason(Indirectly)||Location:Camp 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 17/01/17 @ 12:30:47 by ⚜Moon⚜ (#100696) |
*Dreaming~Paradise* (Dixie) (#71738) Amiable View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-17 02:10:31 |
plaguegi (#50900)
Vicious View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-17 02:23:52 |
| NANOOK. 5.2 years. herder. male. | location: corral > camp.mentions:aries and mason, open. He had lain at the very edge of the pit that acted as the Corral to the pack's livestock. Eyes closed, ears erect, he looked as peaceful as if he were sleeping. Once the new Chief's howl rang, loud and clear, his eyes were open and his head was raised- as alert as if he'd never known what it was to rest. The canine in his company, Aries if he remembered correctly, was gone much faster than Nanook himself could be bothered to move. He would follow more slowly, appearing within the camp and slipping along the outermost edges of the congregating wolf-dogs. His lighter color pelt made him feel... out of place. Many members of the pack portrayed the more docile appearance of dogs- a few of them, such as Hades and himself, appeared more... wild. The wolf in them, made more prominent by breeding, set them apart. Ironic that he should opt to play the more mundane role of herder than hunter. Seating himself down, he held his silence once the first announcement was made, the barest trace of a sympathetic whine bubbling in the back of his throat before it was snuffed out. He could see well enough, rocking his weight back on his haunches and staying as such, a sort of spread out posture that hinted at the desire to lay down, but lacking in motivation to do so just yet. First he'd wait to cheer the new Delegate, then he'd rest a few moments and return to his post upon the pack's disbanding back to their regular duties. 0 players like this post! Like? |
🔲Shitlord Mauaji🔳 (Knees (#33232) Deathlord of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-17 02:58:56 |
OOC: Guys, do you think i should do some sort of "map" for the camp? I think we could manage better with that... Daria | 4 Years & 7 months | Shaman | Female | Location: Camp (Meeting Place) | Mentions: Mason, Velvela, Flash. The shortcoated female took her own steps towards the exit of the shamanic entrance when a recognizable howl echoed agaisnt the walls of the gigantic fort. She whimpered with nostalgia, remembering the old chief, rather called Zeus. Daria remembered the white pelted brute fondly. He was responsible, and even when things were hard he'd keep a firm paw on everyone. He would have cut his tail off for us if he had to. Daria huffed, tiredly. She was young, yet, she felt weary. The loss of Zeus was a big hit on her. She made her way towards the meeting place, hoping that Mason was a leader like Zeus or better than him. Daria already knew Mason's option on Flash, and, yes, he was indeed a good option, but he would need to learn a lot. She followed Velvela with her head high, and tail at a normal height. She felt deeply sorry for not being able to stop Zeus' death, but life goes on and does not stop for you. She sat beside her, and with a strong, proud bark, she showed her approval of the new chief. These were rough times, but they had to remain strong for the youngest packmembers. 0 players like this post! Like? |
『Moon』 (#100696)
Wicked View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-17 03:07:51 |
The Joker Wolf (#93618)
Pervert View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-17 03:35:40 |
| Jack | 4 Years & 9 Months | Hunter | Male | Camp ( Attending Meeting ) | Mentions: Everyone at the meeting (Open) | 0 players like this post! Like? |
MaskedCritters (#99062)
Evil View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-17 04:52:28 |
Ruslana|5 Years|Hunter|Female|Camp|Mentions: Mason, rest of pack(indirectly) The Russian wolfhound's head arose to the call, her eyes shifted towards the gathering of canines. The hunter arose and began her stride, white paws shifting irritably among the ground. Rus's gaze went from another hunter, Jack, to Mason, to every other canine. She probably would've started chatting with them if she wasn't hesitant with the new chief. She didn't know what to make of her, nor was she really around for the old chief's death. In which she was still guilty about, though it always seemed she was neutral, hesitant when it came to chiefs or any controlling rank. In second thought of light in this, it maybe because she doesn't like to be put in stressful situations or hearing thunderous shouts. The canine sighed, once reaching the growing mass of packmates and a few canines she knew Ruslana would sit. Doe eyes lifted up towards Mason. Black splotched white silky hide in a bit of a mess. Threads of fur tossed over each other and matted with a bit of debris, irritable and unprofessional, yes. But she could deal with it later. 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 17/01/17 @ 11:52:53 by MaskedCritters (#99062) |
QueenOfHell (#93457)
Good Natured View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-17 05:24:30 |
:||: Bane :||: 4 months :||: Pup :||: Male :||: Location - Camp :||: Mentions - Mason, Lyra :||: Bane's nose twitched and he sneezed, his light brown eyes blinking open and narrowing in confusion as he looked around, not remembering where he was or why he was so warm. Memories slowly came flooding back as he woke up more and the sound of a howl reached his ears. Oh, right.. Mason and Lyra... I'm in Starfall's camp... he thought sleepily, spotting the she-wolf and the other three pups beside him. 0 players like this post! Like? |
☾Sprinkles☽ (#86006)
Amiable View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-17 07:15:25 |
| Lyra| 3 Years | Broodmother | Female | Camp - Broodmother's Fort | Mentions: Bane | Lyra watched inquisitively as the rest of the pack gathered for a meeting, and she wondered for a moment if she should join them. She assumed not, as the pack didn't usually like it when she left the fort. Lyra heard a sneeze and shifted her weight to look at the source. Her gaze landed on Bane and his ample brown eyes melted her very heart. "Morning Bane," she said happily, craning her neck to get a better look at the other pups. (Sorry my replies are short and sloppy, I'm camping at the moment ^^) 0 players like this post! Like? |
Zanzear (#79048)
Magnificent View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-17 08:28:23 |
Xila||5 months||Pup||Female||location-camp||Open Xila was awokened from sounds of movement around but without opening a eyelid she squirmed and eventually got on her bed. Comfy once again she tried to sleep but... she let out a quiet whimper remembering being lost in the snow... then being saved by a strange figure. Once again fatigue overtook her and transported her to the land of dreams once again. (Sorry but I realllllly didn't know how to start :|) 0 players like this post! Like? |