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    http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…6.msg67494961#msg67494961
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    we live in a world of humans. hiding in a skin suit that doesn't fit. we walk along side them, pretending, but they do not see the shadow of a wolf following our foot steps. we have breathed an atmosphere of false fabrications. our trickery will not go unnoticed, some are beginning to recognize that we do not age, that we do not fit into society, that we hide in the dark hoping to go unnoticed.
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    WELCOME TO THE PACK.
    I don't believe in sugar coating things, it's a waste of time, so I'll get straight into it. If you have guessed already, well done; yes this is a werewolf pack. I'm not a big fan of the 'Twilight' series but for the moment this is the only link I could think of, so if you have watched the movies, than it is highly likely you've seen their werewolves. There are many different versions of the werewolf story but I reckon I favor the Twilight one the most. Where they are descendants of Red Indians who turn into these massive wolves. So yeah, I'm going with that same kind of image there.


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    PLOTTING.
    The plot so far, I'm still developing. I didn't want to do the whole thing because I was hoping you would like to do that with me. For now, I think I'll stick with around 12 members. They are descendants of The Quileute Tribe and as said before, they all turn into huge wolves (around the same size as a bear). I would love to hear some ideas if you have any to add, but I am still deciding on a few tricky parts of the story.
    You simply must be realistic when writing up your characters bio. What do I mean by that? Well they have Red Indian heritage, so if you make a character with blue eyes and white skin for example, then you have to state how that happened. Was their mother from England and their father a Red Indian, but they got their mother's looks? Red Indians are well known for their red-bronze skin tone, hence the 'red' in Red Indian.


    I was thinking along the lines that they are a new pack and have no territory at the moment and they're looking for a 'home'.


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    RULES.


    1| I'm not to bad with rules, don't worry. I find that rules sometimes take a lot of the fun out of the rp.
    2| Please, no god-modding or powerplaying. This includes controling someone who's not yours or repeatedly attacking a character without giving them a chance to fight back.
    3| No Mary/Gary Sues.
    4| I don't mind cursing, gives your character a little more flavor. This being said, don't just go berserk because I'm giving you a little leash. And if you've read the rules put howl in the others part of your form.
    5| This is an advanced rp. NO ONE LINERS! I expect grammer, spelling and all that la di da.
    6| I would prefer one character per person but I am willing to let a couple of people squeeze past this rule.
    7| You have to notify me if you're going to be inactive and please try to be as active as you can.
    8| Violence is totally fine. Our characters are beasts built to rip vampires a part so it wouldn't be a good rp if you couldn't put some blood and gore in...
    9| The alpha female is chosen in rp.
    10| Other than that, have fun :)


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    RANKS.
    (not all ranks have to be filled)


    alpha male → male leader
    alpha female → female leader (alpha male chooses alpha female)
    beta male → male deputy
    beta female → female deputy
    sentinel → they are the strongest of the pack, the best warriors. wolf/s that patrol the borders, looking for signs of trouble and reporting back.
    hunters → hunt and track down vampires/prey/wolves that don't belong on their territory, when they have been located, they'll howl (notify the pack). hunters usually travel with the sentinels when they go out. hunters and sentinels usually are the main bulk of a hunting party.
    omega → wolf that doesn't deserve a rank (you can come up with the reason why)
    apprentices → a wolf in training for a rank.


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    MEMBERS.


    alpha male [1/1]
    → Marcus Namiid
    alpha female [0/1]
    →
    beta male [1/1]
    → Elisha Andrew Kensington
    beta female [0/1]
    →
    sentinel [3/∞]
    → ♀ Leotie Namiid
    → ♀ Feygana Angel Sindom
    → ♂ Mikasan Dakota Azure
    hunters [2/∞]
    → ♀ Shiloh Cullan Makani
    → ♀ Shikoba Cowessess
    omega [0/∞]
    →
    apprentices [0/∞]
    →


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    RELATIONSHIPS.


    key-
    [name] is crushing on [name]
    [name] and [name] are crushing on each other
    [name] and [name] are in love
    [name] and [name] are mates
    [name] and [name] are brother and sister
    [name] and [name] don't really like each other


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    [Leotie Namiid] and [Marcus Namiid] are brother and sister


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    I am going to be gone I believe next week, and then I'll be gone on the 11 to the 18 if I'm correct. I don't know if I can get on much during those times... Will that affect me being able to join or not?


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    ♥We all want a new car, a new phone. A person who has cancer probably only wants one thing... to survive. I know that a lot of you "who think you're too cool" probably won't re-post this. Put this in your signature if you care♥



    Mind if I quote my RP sample?


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    ♥We all want a new car, a new phone. A person who has cancer probably only wants one thing... to survive. I know that a lot of you "who think you're too cool" probably won't re-post this. Put this in your signature if you care♥

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    first name→
    Feygana


    middle name (not compulsory)→
    Angel


    last name→
    Sindom


    nicknames→
    Fey


    sex→
    Female


    age→
    20


    rank →
    Beta Female


    OUTSIDE


    hair color→
    Faded red dyed blonde hair with lighter splotches of red or yellow.


    eye color→
    Blue/grey


    skin tone→
    Rather pale but showing a faint hint of bronze


    height in ft.→
    5'6"


    weight→
    140 lbs


    THE WOLF WITHIN


    fur colour→
    Dark brown


    eye colour→
    Brown


    weight→
    answer


    height→
    Shorter than average (Don't know what it would be :P)


    scars?→
    A large one across the front left leg.


    physical attributes→
    Short legs, slightly rounded ears. She would probably be one of the smaller wolves.


    INSIDE


    personality→
    Relatively quiet, she isn't an introvert but she's a quiet extrovert. Not taking 'no' for an answer, Fey will do what she can to get the job done whether or not it was fair in other people's books. Unlike most extroverts, she thinks things through. There are times where she shuts down and becomes extremely introvert like, but that isn't what she's like all the time.


    history→
    Mostly Red Indian, Fey has some English blood running through her, most of those genes getting lucky enough to pass onto her. She still maintains the Red Indian tradition that she grew up with since her mother was strict in keeping traditions alive, but she prefers what her father's side of the family does in terms of customs.


    likes →
    - Staying in her wolf form over night as she can see better
    - Studying non-werewolf people to see what they do
    -Hanging out with packmates and studying their personalities


    dislikes (at least 3, can have more)→
    - Eating fish or seafood
    - People acting as though they are better than others
    - Spiders


    siblings?→
    An older sister who hates having anything to do with her


    friends?→
    Basically anyone who doesn't bother her or interact with her in a negative way


    best friends?→
    Not really


    enemies?→
    Anyone who makes her life miserable or who bothers her


    LOVE


    sexuality→
    Straight


    what interests you in appearance?→
    Lighter eyes for some reason


    what interests you in personality?→
    If he's a gentleman, Fey is interested.


    turn on's (at least 3, can be more)→
    - Gentleman
    - Have manners
    - Lighter eyes


    turn off's (at least 3, can be more)→
    - Jerk
    - Conceited
    - Is not able to figure out what p*sses a woman off


    crush?→
    None


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    display name→
    ~TARDIS~


    nickname/s?→
    Nothing, really. Anything will work.


    are you advanced?→
    Yes.


    activity level→
    It's 10/10 now, but will probably drop down to 5's when I'm gone.


    muse levels→
    9/10


    what's a cool fact you learned about the pack?→
    Have Indian blood in them.


    other→
    Howl


    rp sample→
    Searing pain and blinding lights were all that Matt could remember from the night before, and waking up to those same two things was not the funnest of ways to start your day. Had he not woken up in a strange place, Matt would have been much more open minded to what happened. But, as most things turn out, he had no idea where he was, nor did he understand why he couldn't feel his legs. Correction; he couldn't move his legs.


    Panic settled in the thin blonde as he struggled to get out of the bed, his legs heavier than he could ever imagine. The was when he felt the multiple monitors hooked up to his arms, each one showing his rapid heart rate and breathing as he struggled to figure out what had happened to make this nightmare happen. He seemed to be alone, the pain burning through his arms before he became still, breathing hard. What had happened to him? He had so many bandages on his arms, and moving even the slightest made his back sear up with that fiery pain from his latest memories.


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    [align=right]the traveller
    lets go on an adventure


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    ooc
    track. will be making two forms later today :3


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    first name→
    Shiloh


    middle name (not compulsory)→
    Cullan


    last name→
    Makani


    nicknames→
    "Shiloh is the only name I've ever known."


    sex→
    "I'm a female. Just in case that wasn't obvious before."


    age→
    "I've been on earth for twenty one years."


    rank →
    (Alpha female eventually.)
    "I'm a hunter for my family."


    OUTSIDE


    hair color→
    "Brunettes do it best."


    eye color→
    Hazel with brown and gols flecks.


    skin tone→
    tanned.


    height in ft.→
    5'5


    weight→
    115 lbs.


    THE WOLF WITHIN


    fur colour→
    Mostly cinnamon brown, with an array of chocolate, red, and black. A cream colored underbelly and legs are distinguished.


    eye colour→
    One gold eye. One silvery blue eye.


    weight→
    500 lbs.


    height→
    About 9 1/2 feet on hind legs.


    scars?→
    None.


    physical attributes→
    Shiloh's body is mostly thin. Her legs are tall, and her body is narrow. She is said to have a thin-yet-muscular body image.


    INSIDE


    personality→
    Shiloh has always been one to act her age. She still has fun, most definitely, but she's also very wise beyond her years. Her education on what occurs in the real world is up there. Naive would be a word to describe those who are opposite from her. With all the happenings that go on in one's life, she has an understanding of how to survive.
    For the most part, Shiloh remains cool, calm, and collected. She has maternal instincts by nature, and is protective, caring, and sweet to those that she has romantical, and nonromantical affections for. Her intentions are always for the good of her family, and she can easily keep her temper evened out. Although, just like anyone else, she has her breaking point, and once she's shoved over the edge, her temper can flare quite violently.
    Fear, being taught to her, is something that must never be shown. Having her mother pass away when she was still quite young, Shiloh was raised mostly by her father, who was very strict and hard-lived. He taught her more to act brave and to take whatever life throws at you, rather than to show fear, and back down from a situation. Although she may show great bravery, her inner self is still unsure.


    history (can be short)→
    No one quite knows the full, and true story behind Shiloh coming about. There has been many stories and tales of Shiloh's early life, but none are exactly correct. All that anyone knows for sure was that she was born to a lone shewolf, but was taken in and accepted by her father, whom at the time, had been a member of the pack shortly after her mother's death. She, at the time, was only three years old.
    From then on, Shiloh has been a permanent member.


    likes (at least 3, can have more)→
    - adrenaline
    - starry nights
    - warm months
    - the outdoors


    dislikes (at least 3, can have more)→
    - cold months
    - rival packs
    - vampires
    - strong wind


    siblings?→
    "I've always been an only child."


    friends?→
    "Unless I have a passionate hatred for you, I consider you a friend. I either like you, or I don't."


    best friends?→
    "I have a few that I'm closer to than others."


    enemies?→
    "Not at the moment. Some day? Yes."


    LOVE



    sexuality→
    "I'm as straight as an arrow."


    what interests you in appearance?→
    - tall
    - nice smile
    - muscular


    what interests you in personality?→
    - good sense of humor
    - intelligence
    - kind


    turn on's (at least 3, can be more)→
    - masculine voice
    - brave
    - strong-willed


    turn off's (at least 3, can be more)→
    - skittish
    - arrogant
    - obnoxious


    crush?→
    "I've always been attracted to Marcus, but have never taken much thought into it."



    OOC


    display name→
    misfit_toys


    nickname/s?→
    Misfit, Mis


    are you advanced?→
    For the most part, yes. It mostly depends on my muse.


    activity level→
    seven.


    muse levels→
    7+


    what's a cool fact you learned about the pack?→
    It's detailed, and seems advanced.
    other→
    None


    rp sample→
    My eyes fluttered open, my top lashes tickling my bottom lids slightly. I stared into the white ceiling, tracing it's inscribed patterns with my eyes. My eyes began to wander around the room a bit, as they had caught sight of red coloring splattered across the window. I shifted my head slightly to my right to get a better view, but when I had looked more deeply into the image, my heart stopped. I heaved myself up from the bed.
    "You're the cause" was written in what appeared to be blood written by someone's finger.
    I couldn't even scream. Nothing would come out. I just sat there staring, unable to breath.
    My eyes shot open, and I bolted upright in bed. I immediately looked over to the window. It was clean. I ran my fingers down my neck. There were no hands there. I breathed a heavy and trembling sigh of relief.
    I was okay. At least, until tomorrow.



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    first name→
    Steffan


    middle name (not compulsory)→
    Artemis


    last name→
    Walker


    nicknames→
    "Stefan is all you need to call me."


    sex→
    "Amusing, really."


    age→
    "I'm twenty three."


    rank →
    (Healer?)
    "Sentinel, at your service."


    OUTSIDE


    hair color→
    deep brown, nearly black.


    eye color→
    hazel.


    skin tone→
    tanned.


    height in ft.→
    6'2.


    weight→
    180 lbs.


    THE WOLF WITHIN


    fur colour→
    Mostly white with hints and highlights of black and gray. Muzzle and face is charcoal colored.


    eye colour→
    amber.


    weight→
    550 lbs.


    height→
    9.6 on hind legs.
    5.1 at the shoulder.


    scars?→
    left ear is split almost entirely down the middle.


    physical attributes→
    Steffan's wolf form is tall, yet muscular and bulky.


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    personality→



    history (can be short)→
    answer


    likes (at least 3, can have more)→
    -
    -
    -


    dislikes (at least 3, can have more)→
    -
    -
    -


    siblings?→
    answer


    friends?→
    answer


    best friends?→
    answer


    enemies?→
    answer


    [size=12]LOVE


    sexuality→
    answer


    what interests you in appearance?→
    answer


    what interests you in personality?→
    answer


    turn on's (at least 3, can be more)→
    -
    -
    -


    turn off's (at least 3, can be more)→
    -
    -
    -


    crush?→
    answer


    [size=12]OOC[/size]


    display name→
    answer


    nickname/s?→
    answer


    are you advanced?→
    answer


    activity level→
    answer


    muse levels→
    answer


    what's a cool fact you learned about the pack?→


    other→
    answer


    rp sample→
    answer


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    Reserve a hunter for me, love?

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    first name→
    Baylee


    middle name (not compulsory)→
    Abigail


    last name→
    Taylor


    nicknames→
    BayBay


    sex→
    Female


    age→
    20


    rank →
    Alfa Female or Beta Female


    OUTSIDE


    hair color→
    Brown


    eye color→
    Brown


    skin tone→
    Tan


    height in ft.→
    5'4


    weight→
    113 pounds


    THE WOLF WITHIN


    fur colour→
    Grey/black/brown


    eye colour→
    Amber


    weight→
    94 pounds


    height→
    3'4


    scars?→
    One on her right leg


    physical attributes→
    Around her pupil is brown while the rest is amber


    INSIDE


    personality→
    Baylee is calm and strong minded. Is something feels wrong or could do harm to the pack she try's everything in her power to keep them save,even if it means loosing her life. Baylee is a committed mate and will love only the one who is right for her. She is honest and strong,playing with pups one moment and slicing an enemy's throat the next.


    history (can be short)→
    Born and raised with a father and three older brothers being a girl was hard in her family. Always getting picked on by her brothers she was always daddy's favourite,and that made her brothers angry. One day her brothers took her out to the woods. What seemed to be a harmless prank turned into a blood bath. That day happened to be Baylee's 16 birthday and that was the day she found out she was a wolf. Turning right as her brothers started charging at her she snapped one in half,took her middle brothers arm off,and sent the other one running. Her father then got untouched with her mothers realities,then made her join the pack. After that day she gas never spoken to her father,or two other brothers ever again.


    likes (at least 3, can have more)→
    Fighting
    Fashion
    Singing
    Music
    Being weird
    Taking risks
    Vegetables
    Her family
    Her crush
    Cooking
    Cookies
    Scary movies
    Laughing
    Dancing
    YouTube
    Sleeping
    Bossing people around
    Running
    Girls
    Thunderstorms
    Animals
    Her girlfriend
    Swimming
    Cloths
    Running
    Smoothies
    Animals
    Yogurt
    Her friends
    Scary movies
    Laughing
    Sunshine
    Reading
    Writing


    dislikes (at least 3, can have more)→
    Abusing animals
    Meat
    Messy rooms
    Burping
    Ants
    Rain
    The cold
    Not having anything to wear
    Not being able to run
    Sob story's
    Jerks
    Being bosses around
    Having to sit still
    Old people
    Nasty smelling things
    Doing the dishes
    Snobby people


    siblings?→
    Roman-(Older bother:dead)
    Mark-(Older brother:alive)
    Ryder-(older brother:alive)


    friends?→
    N/A


    best friends?→
    N/A


    enemies?→
    Her brothers,father


    LOVE


    sexuality→
    Straight


    what interests you in appearance?→
    Tall
    Muscular
    Brown hair
    Blue,brown,green eyes


    what interests you in personality?→
    Sweet
    Loving
    Caring
    Strong
    Smart
    Funny


    turn on's (at least 3, can be more)→Loves animals
    Treats her right
    Soft skin
    Cutie giggles
    Loves to laugh
    Loves to watch movies


    turn off's (at least 3, can be more)→
    A slob
    Hates animals
    Treats her bad
    To controllin
    Bad breath
    Big nose


    crush?→
    Marcus


    [size=12]OOC


    display name→
    Avril Lavigne


    nickname/s?→
    Avvie,Acril,AL


    are you advanced?→
    Yes


    activity level→
    9/10


    muse levels→
    4/10/low
    8/10/hight


    what's a cool fact you learned about the pack?→
    They are descendants of The Quileute Tribe


    other→
    N/A


    rp sample→
    The night was slightly warmer than usual. My house was warm and cozy, the TV volume the only thing that filled the house with noise. The TV was the only noise that filled the house after I lost my husband. He was drafted into war, but never made it home. That was two weeks ago and I had finally had a chance to let my eyes rest from my crying, but it wasn't long till I started back up again.


    I have a history of depression and bipolar disorder and he was the only one that kept me sane. We where high school sweethearts, well pre-school sweethearts really. We grew up together, both of us knowing that one day we would be married and live forever together. But that dream was soon crushed when I had gotten a knock at the door, at five in the morning, with a police officer and my husbands general. They told me the news, handed my his medals, said their sorry, then left like nothing happened.


    I was heartbroken and shut the world out after that. I couldn't even attend his funeral and I hate myself everyday because of that. Now I had this house to myself, besides my dogs. They where the only thing here for me after that, no one else. I mean my family tried their best to be here for me, but I just pushed them away.


    Suddenly I herd a knock at the door, making my dogs jump up from their beds and run to the large window that looked out to the street, barking their heads off. I wiped my eyes and set my cup of tea down on the coffee table. I stood up from the couch, wrapping my jacket around me before looking out my peep hole.


    Seeing nothing I shrugged and turned to walk back to the couch, when a tiny cry sounded from outside of the door. Was someone pranking me? Surely they wouldn't use a REAL baby...Would they?
    Walking back to my door I opened it slowly and poked my head out. Right at my feet lay a baby. A new born baby that was wrapped in a tan colored blanket in a cardboard box.


    Shock was the first thing to come to my mind, then my motherly instincts kicked in. Dropping to my knees I gently touched the child's head, trying to understand what was going on. Was this real? Who would leave a baby at a door step, MY door step? Gently picking the baby up, sliding my hand under its head for support and my other up under its bottom, I slowly pulled it up to my chest. "Shhh, now everything's alright. I got you" I say with a gentle tone as I look around the neighborhood once more before closing the door behind us


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    mica|male


    for my use

    for my use

    for my use

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    first name→
    Tiponya


    middle name (not compulsory)→
    Miakoda


    last name→
    Hehewuti


    nicknames→
    Tip, or Mia.


    sex→
    Female.


    age→
    22 years young.


    rank →
    Alpha Female, Sentinel.


    OUTSIDE


    hair color→
    Dark brown.


    eye color→
    Brown.


    skin tone→
    Butterscotch (Native American).


    height in ft.→
    5'8


    weight→
    141 lbs.


    THE WOLF WITHIN


    fur colour→
    Dark Brown with hints of tan and white.


    eye colour→
    Gold-ish-yellow


    weight→
    436(ish) lbs.


    height→
    6'9 on all fours.


    scars?→
    A few battle marks on the hind legs from previous years.


    physical attributes→
    Unusually long wispy fur.


    INSIDE


    personality→



    history (can be short)→
    answer


    likes (at least 3, can have more)→
    - Running
    - Reading
    - Music


    dislikes (at least 3, can have more)→
    - Disrespect
    - Ignorant or cocky people
    - Laziness


    siblings?→
    Minninnewah Demothi Hehewuti → Father
    Zitkalasa Shasta Hehewuti → Mother
    Tarsha Abedabun Hehewuti → Older Sister
    Kwahu Avonaco Hehewuti → Older Brother
    Uzumati Yumo Hehewuti → Younger Brother


    friends?→
    She is friendly and talks to everybody.


    best friends?→
    (Is it appropriate to say they may develop?)


    enemies?→
    She is mainly friendly towards everybody, not many people get on her bad side and she does not anger anyone intentionally.


    LOVE


    sexuality→
    Heterosexual


    what interests you in appearance?→
    Tall
    Muscular but slim
    Dark hair
    Colored skin tone
    Active
    Good hygiene
    Nice sense of style


    what interests you in personality?→
    Nice
    Protective/possessive (Not overboard)
    Comedic
    Seriousness when it is needed.


    turn on's (at least 3, can be more)→
    -
    -
    -


    turn off's (at least 3, can be more)→
    -
    -
    -


    crush?→
    answer


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    display name→
    answer


    nickname/s?→
    answer


    are you advanced?→
    answer


    activity level→
    answer


    muse levels→
    answer


    what's a cool fact you learned about the pack?→


    other→
    MAJOR WIP. WILL BE FINISHED BY THE END OF THE DAY.


    rp sample→
    answer


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    first name→
    elisha


    middle name →
    andrew


    last name →
    kensington


    nicknames →
    eli, sha


    sex →
    male


    age →
    nineteen


    rank →
    beta.


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    hair color→
    bleached blond.


    eye color →
    brown.


    skin tone →
    red-bronze.


    height in ft.→
    5ft 8in.


    weight→
    105lbs.


    [hr]THE WOLF WITHIN[hr]
    [img width=376 height=510]http://i.imgur.com/D7hmsu3.jpg[/img]


    fur colour →
    greyish.


    eye colour →
    blue.


    weight →
    average.


    height →
    average.


    scars? →
    none.


    physical attributes →
    he was born premature; his mother treats him like glass and for good reason. his bone structure is delicate, like the build of a china doll. throughout his childhood he's suffered broken limbs, ugly bruises, and repeated bouts of the flu.


    [hr]INSIDE[hr]


    personality →
    * iron-willed.
    * stubborn.
    * obsessive.
    * naive.
    * generous and loving to a fault.
    * animal lover.


    history →
    due to family tension, elisha was born in europe. london, to be precise. he lived there until he turned fifteen years of age, when his mother resolved things with his father and decided to move back home.


    likes →
    * soft colors.
    * candy.
    * crossdressing.
    * masculine men.
    * small animals.
    * bows; glitter; frilly things.


    dislikes →
    * negative people; homophobes.
    * unnecessary acts of violence.
    * loud noises, bright lights.
    * thunderstorms.
    * dark colours.
    * sour candy and/or spicy foods.


    siblings? →
    none.


    friends? →
    none.


    best friends? →
    none.


    enemies? →
    many.


    [hr]LOVE[hr]


    sexuality →
    homosexual.


    what interests you in appearance? →
    "um, muscles, i guess?"


    what interests you in personality? →
    "tough guys who secretly like to cuddle. intelligence; honesty. loyalty."


    turn on's →
    * shows of physical strength.
    * public affection.
    * being watched.


    turn off's →
    * pain, cruelty.
    * possessiveness.
    * women.


    crush?→
    marcus.


    [hr]OOC[hr]


    display name →
    nulla rimane.


    nickname/s? →
    mariah, ida, marie, nulla.


    are you advanced? →
    no im a n00b.


    activity level →
    8/10.


    muse levels →
    10/10.


    what's a cool fact you learned about the pack? →
    it's comprised mostly of women.


    other →
    you have errors in your posts.


    rp sample →

    Quote

    Kit'ha lashed a hand out before the youngster could react and batted him to the ground with a single swipe. He was unbelievably fast, almost as if he had struck the childish Keisuke the instant he moved. Faster than the eye could see or the body could react.


    The blow would never land.


    Keisuke was hardly a fearsome thing, in any context, but he was capable enough that he knew when he was about to get knocked off his ass. Of course, even without his slight clairvoyant abilities, he would've known – Kit'ha's anger was not subtle. The adolescent could feel it at his back, tickling the tangled hair at the nape of his neck. The second thing that gave Kit'ha away was the floorboards. Once upon Keisuke had been blind, and reading his surrounding through the earth had not yet ebbed entirely from his repetoire of habits. Even with his boots on, the wolf daemon could feel the vibrations. They rippled outwards from a source directly behind him – not footsteps, mind you, but the gathering of tension in a single limb; the telltale aspect of one preparing to deck another. The lashing hand occurred then and a more theatric individual might've said it was as if time slowed down, but Keisuke was of no such sort. If anything, he was the complete opposite; he merely allowed instinct to take over, dipping a shoulder and contorting the rest of his body in time with the motion, twisting towards the floor as simultaneously his feet moved, the left braced solidly for balance whilst the right pivoted, not only swinging the adolescent outside of the blow but around to face his attacker face-to-face, as well, whereupon the beginnings of a smirk rose to the boyish features of his rugged visage. He hadn't come here with the intentions of fighting, but it seemed that the innkeeper needed an outlet for some sort of frustration. Or perhaps Keisuke had merely hit a sore spot?


    Pale oculars didn't so much as flinch from the hostility that radiated from the man. Had the mood been lighter, he might've suggested that Kit'ha go and bury his agitation between the hindlimbs of a willing creature, presumably female, but the mood was what it was and besides, he honestly didn't think that had anything to do with the current situation at hand, anyway. Fast though the wolfish adolescent was, he was not particularly quick-minded, a flaw he would be the first to admit. In cases where others were intent on deliberately rousing his wrath, this trait came in handy, for a sluggish reaction often stole the opportunity to take offense even if he'd felt like getting pissed; a peculiar lack that, regardless, contributed to Keisuke's overall easygoing personality. And so for a moment, he just stood there, mulling over the reasons for the sudden attack on his person. The reflex to assume a defensive stance danced just at the edges of his consciousness, leaving no nerve ending sedate.


    If he'd ever given the female, now at his back, even so much as a single percentage of his attentions, they were no longer upon her – rather his interest lay with the man, just as it had since he'd first met him. A small part of him couldn't help but wonder if he was smitten with Kit'ha. Such lending of affection – and so soon! – was a rare thing, and though he tried, the adolescent couldn't remember ever having been smitten with anyone, male or female. Unlike his mother, who seemed to know naught what it meant to be monogamous and yet clung to her mates as if they were actually interesting, Keisuke was more the type to .. what was it they called it, when you hooked up with someone more than once but harbored no intense amorous feelings for the person? One-night stand? No. Friends with benefits? No, not quite. Damn it, what was it? He thought it was love'em and leave'em, and at first he started to say it was, but the phrase still didn't set right with him. Dark brows knitted together for what had to be the thousandth time that night as the correct knowledge evaded him – and then struck like lightning, stealing into his veins and prompting his lingering smirk to transmorph into something else, a shape less imposing and instead much brighter, like a fragment of the morning sun. Eff'em and leave'em? Ahahaha, yeah, that was it.


    Quote

    Was he so useless to not recognize a deity, when he was talking to one? Markosyas didn't feel amusement for the boy's harsh destiny - was he still alive? - and only mentally registered that little display of power on Kit'ha's part.


    If Keisuke had been aware of the angelic man's inner monologue, chances were he might've doubled over in laughter again. Deity or no, Kit'ha's attack had not been a show of real power at all, merely a exhibition of quick reflexes and misplaced cockiness. And Keisuke might've even said so, if he'd been aware, but fast though he was, he was not a mind-reader, and so he was not aware. Granted, if Kit'ha and the adolescent ever became engaged in a real fight, it was practically written in the stars that the innkeeper would prevail as the winner. But under casual circumstances, Keisuke would never allow himself to be controlled by forces such as one's ego and opinions; he would come out on top unless something came into play that disabled him from doing so. Vaguely he obtained the impression that all this upset had been caused by that damned female – which elicited another bark of laughter.


    "I mean no offense, truly, and if I did offend, I offer my apologies, for it wasn't my intentions. But I have to say – I won't afford her special treatment just because she's a woman. Where I come from, females are just as capable as males, if not more so due to the assumptions that surround their gender, preconceived notions that they're weak and useless. This woman is obviously born from a warrior lifestyle, yeah? She can defend herself, and that alone sets her apart from the rest of the female population. And pardon me for saying so, but it also gave me the impression that she could take a bit of joking. Excuse me for not treating her like the dainty waif you assume she is." The little speech was punctuated by a roll of stormcloud hues, displeasure wrinkling the corners of the wolf-demon's mouth.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 350px;][justify][size=8][font=calibri]all these bios looks lovely! BigRedMonster how advanced you are is not judged by how many lines you write, more on the quality of those lines.


    MAY I REMIND EVERYONE QUICKLY, IF YOU READ MY FORM CLOSELY YOU WILL SEE THAT IT CLEARLY STATES that the alpha male is the largest wolf in the pack. That he stands on his hind legs at 9.8 ft and his shoulder height is 5 ft. THEREFORE NO ONE MAY GO PAST THIS HEIGHT! I mean come on guys, I said be realistic, there are some people who have she-wolve's shoulder height at 9 FOOT!!!!!


    Holy crap we're over run by she-wolves ;D
    They're everywhere. There's like only two male members to the pack. This is hilarious.


    Anyways, now to do some accepting :)
    - Mosspaw/tail you are accepted but it seems to be everyone is very keen on having a female character who is a sentinel and there are only so many spots. May I ask that you be a hunter for me?
    - ❥мιѕfιт_тσуѕ you are accepted
    - ɴυllα rιмαɴe lovely bio, you are accepted and you have beta position. But ah, your image isn't coming up? Would you mind fixing that, just so then I can visualize my beta better :) I know, there are only female characters, it's killing me! And thanks for telling me about the errors, I ain't gonna fix them because I'm lazy.


    I believe I have two people trying out for beta female. And I don't know which one to choose... Well you know what this means...


    THE BETA FEMALE POSITION WILL BE APPOINTED UNTO A SHE-WOLF IN RP!!!



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    my apologies for my size issue, I meant for it to say 9 1/2 on hings legs, not shoulder, sorry, my mind was elsewhere haha. I'll change that now.