Survivors: War of the Packs (Open)

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    These may not be dragons, but they still need your help!


    OOC: This is different from the series, Survivors, just as a warning.


    Packs and Territories: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…0.msg61864704#msg61864704


    Form:


    Name:
    Gender:
    Breed:
    Appearance:
    Pack:
    Rank:


    Mine:


    Name: Nightheart
    Gender: Male
    Breed: Husky
    Appearance: Solid black with white paws
    Pack: Lava Pool
    Rank: Leader


    Synopsis: The peace between the Packs is over. The rivalry between Nightheart and Shadow is heating up, and it threatens to tear the two littermates apart and escalate into full-blown war. The Packs begin to fight again, and Storm and Flash are caught up in their kin's arguments. With the threat Ivlet and Malcolm resurfacing, the Packs must work together, or risk being torn apart.


    IC: Nightheart watched, ear-tips burning with fury, as his brother, Shadow, the Polar Pack leader, stalked away with his deputy, Bixby. Storm and Flash, Shadow's Husky/German Shepherd mix half-Pack pups, peered out from beneath their mother, Sara's belly. "Was that our father?" Storm, jet black like both his parents and clearly favoring his mother's build, asked. "Yes he was." Nightheart said. Flash, an orange and white pup who clearly favored his father's build shrank back, pressing against Sara and Storm.


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    Please click my dragons! They'll die without you!
    These may not be dragons, but they still need your help!


    OOC: Me too. Some dogs I RP will be from my game that I had on my Wii.


    IC:


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    Please click my dragons! They'll die without you!
    These may not be dragons, but they still need your help!


    OOC: I switched from dog to dog, but I had a Shiba named Kiana, a Pug named Paris, a Beagle named Lou, an Aussie named Bone, I beat it with a Bernie named Tail, and my cousin had a German Shepherd named Bud, and I gave my brother Tobey at first a Bull Terrier of the same name(until I realized there was a Yorkie in the game named Tobi), then a Husky named Burpy(featured in RP), and my little brother Xander I gave a Rottie named Renton(also featured). My favorite dogs were the two Labs I had, one black named Sam(featured), and one silver aptly named Silver(featured)


    IC:


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    Please click my dragons! They'll die without you!
    These may not be dragons, but they still need your help!


    OOC: Add Appearance, Pack and Rank and accepted.


    IC:


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    Name: Leera
    Gender: Female
    Breed: Black German Shepherd
    Appearance:

    Pack: Lava Pool
    Rank: Warrior? I don't know where the ranks are...

    Please click my dragons! They'll die without you!
    These may not be dragons, but they still need your help!


    OOC: Accepted, and the ranks are the same as the Clans, except the young ones are known as pups.


    IC:


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    IC: Leera stood on a cliff, the wind ruffling her dark coat. She was looking for any unlucky snake or any reptile for that matter, to cross her path. Suddenly a scaly head popped out of a small crevace and slithered it's way close to Leera. The creature never saw it coming, she plucked off the ground and shook it. That was enough to kill it instanly. The black shepherd carried her catch home...

    SunFlare raised her head from drawing battle plans in the ground when Leera returned. "Did you catch anything?" she barked, unable to see the snake dangling from Leera's jaws. She stood up and walked toward Leera. "We should organize a patrol. Was the prey good?" she asked the jet-black dog, raising her muzzle to scent the air.

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    Please click my dragons! They'll die without you!
    These may not be dragons, but they still need your help!


    OOC: (this is about dogs, hence my form)


    IC: Disturbed about his brother claiming to have no kin other than his pups, Nightheart took a walk. Nightheart decided tot hunt as well. He went into the Lava Pool part of the Crystal Caverns, and took a mighty leap to catch a fleeing bat from a group that fled from his mighty bark.


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