What Cost is Your Life? (pack Needed)

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    Pack of Shadows


    Rules:
    No fancy posts
    One paragraph
    No godmod
    Respect others in ooc
    Character need weaknesses like normal



    Alpha Male: StormFire
    Alpha Female:


    Beta Male:
    Beta Female:


    Guards:
    1)
    2)
    3)
    4)


    Lookouts:
    1) Alora
    2)


    Warriors:
    1)
    2)
    3)
    4)
    5)
    6)
    7)
    8)
    9)
    10)


    Healer: Nyota
    Healer Apprentice:


    Apprentices:


    Pups:




    Form:
    Name
    Age
    Appearance
    Personality
    Mate
    Pups
    Desired Rank
    Bio


    Name: StormFire
    Age: 20 in human years
    Appearance: Grey fur with black stripes. Emerald green eyes, very muscular
    Personality: Power hungry, isolated, brute, merciless
    Mate: None
    Pups: None
    Desired Rank: Alpha Male
    Bio: He does not have much of an interesting past

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    Name: Alora
    Age: 2 years
    Appearance: Very lean and agile, she is pure black with one white paw and the tip of her tail her eye are a bright green color.
    Personality: Sweet, anti social, gentle, and mellow
    Mate: Open
    Pups: Wants
    Desired Rank: Lookout
    Bio: She can't remember, but was found by the river beat up and scared.

    StormFire sat under a shade tree staring out into the forest. His green eyes studying every movement and his ears catching every sound.

    Occ. It's ok I just got picked up so this is short my apologies


    Alora saw the familiar figure of her alpha as she gently padded towards him, "everything was clear" she spoke with her usual soft voice. Her green orbs studied the large brute he seemed focused on something making her curious so she looked.

    "Good," he sighed and continued looking out into the forest. The sun was setting so the sun cast an orange glow across the camp and woodlands. He punned his ears and drew himself out of his trance. He had been sitting there since dawn and has not moved.

    She looked back up at him curiously, "is everything ok" she asked tilting her head and sitting beside him as he seemed off today. Sitting beside her alpha, Alora shook out her midnight colored fur and wagged her tail gently. Her white paw was covered in mud and she tilted her head at the sight but shrugged it off, the rays of the setting sun catching her green orbs.

    He did not answer, instead, he licked his right paw and drew it over his right ear. StormFire sighed,"Everything is okay." His large paws refused to stay still. He continued to stare off, just not in a trance as before.

    Name: Nyota
    Age: 28 (human years :))
    Appearance:
    Personality: Nyota is a very calm and collected wolf. She loves company, and is a very friendly and caring wolf
    Mate:none
    Pups:none
    Desired Rank: healer
    Bio
    Nyota was born a loner, and had to learn to fend for herself since the start. She has suffered countless injuries, which is how she decided to start learning about healing herbs. She joined StormFire's pack when she was 26. (pretty lame, sorry! Hope you don't mind me wanting to join :))

    ok!


    Nyota sat in her den, organizing the many sharp smelling plants she had. The silver she-wolf sighed and shoved some bundles of herbs into a corner, turning to see more plants to organize. She poked her head out of the den and decided to walk around to get some fresh-air.

    He stood up and walked to his den. There he sat in the corner, deep in thought. He saw figures last night. No one believed him.