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  • heeeeeyah! \\ event

    [justify]Pleasantdestiny's eyes widened as a snowball came her way. She rolled and ducked, making it hit the tree that wasn't too far behind her. The tuxedo she-cat's purple-ish eyes were wide with determination.


    "Challenge Accepted."[/justify]

  • Яʋƨƨιαи Иιɢнтƨ || ƨιɢи ʋρ ||

    Kethania


    [img width=510 height=382]http://tinyurl.com/m28nhue[/img]


    || Character Name ||: Kethania.


    || Gender ||: Female.


    || Age ||: 3 years old.


    || Rank ||: Huntress.


    || Appearance ||: If you are blind...
    A white female wolf with a darker shaded back and dark amber eyes. Her fur is extremely fluffy and great for cold nights, and she has a tad bit of black on her tail and head. Practically, her legs and underbelly are white and the top of her head, back, and tail are gray.


    || Personality ||: Hmn, it's hard to say. I shall put it in 'simple' words for the open minded. kesesesesese
    A tad bit bossy, easy-tempered, strong, loyal, swift, adventurous, heroic, mysterious, and semi-kind.


    || History ||: Oi, well... hmn. She was born in the pack nearby Prussia theynowhavewolfpackslol and had this laugh as 'kesesesese'. Well, practically all of her fellow Prussia wolves did. When she was young, she always thought herself as super totally awesome and a super-hero dog. (Yes, saving lives, yadayadayada). When she was at the very young adult age of 1 years old, the forest was cut down and used for... paper was it? Yes! Paper! They made Kethania separated from her family, but she traveled with her dear brother, Gilbert. (weird name but it's a Prussian name) Gilbert, however, did not last long. Starvation and cold got to the best of them, and he died in his sleep. When she was 3 years of age she found this pack, and decided to join.


    || Rp example ||:
    The sleek gray wolf moved along the pine forest as she was in search of some food. Oh, the skies. Please just give me a mouse or anything and I'll be happy! The loner begged in her head as she pleaded. Her ears perked as a hare was placed nearby a dark oak trunk. How ironic. Doing an amusing snort at her unforeseen fortune, she bent down on all of her fours and stayed still. Her fur-tips lightly oscillated in the breeze as her murky amber gaze was lied onto the piece of fluffy prey. Doing a quick leap, she pinned the rabbit down and snapped it's neck with her fangs. Blood used to be on her jaws until she had edulcorated them off. A small, grim look was placed on her face as she took a large bite in the stomach, and swallowed some of it.
    After eating the delicious rabbit, she headed off to continue in search of a pack. Wondering who or what she might see or join, she didn't know, really. All I know is that my name is Kethania. I am a gray wolf located from Prussia, traveled all of my years, and I have arrived and am in search of a pack.


    || Other ||:
    Nights.
    OH, and maybe I'll make another character later. c:

  • Frostclan! always accepting!

    Frostpelt8991 wrote:


    Dovepaw looked down. "I'm sorry." She meowed.


    Ooc: would you rather it be boring and everyone just rarely get on or at least something to keep it going?

    ★ℓєикυи★


    (It's me; America. This is my sub account. I'll be posting on this for a few times if I'm too lazy to log into my other account. derp c:)


    "Don't be sorry, it's not exactly your fault." Foxpaw sighed, his tail-tip flicking. "Just--- if you were here for all the times that happened, then probably you'd understand why I'm irritated at this gossip around camp. But it's not really your fault, don't feel guilty, it's not like all of the hatred and pain in my life is because of you." The orange tom meowed, hoping it wouldn't really hurt her feelings.

  • Frostclan! always accepting!

    ★ℓєикυи★



    Firefrost huffed and then sighed, padding over to Redstorm. "Would you like to go on patrol with me and another warrior? We need to scout one down." He said to his best friend.


    Redstorm grinned. "Glad to, buddy."

  • Frostclan! always accepting!

    ★ℓєикυи★


    "Let's ask Treestone?" The deputy offered and saw his tortoiseshell friend nod in agreement.


    Redstorm and Firefrost padded towards Treestorm. "Want to go on border patrol with us?" Redstorm asked.

  • Яʋƨƨιαи Иιɢнтƨ | | Яσℓɛρℓαʏ | |

    ★ℓєикυи★


    Kethania arrived into camp, wondering what had happened while she was gone. She was on a long trip across the lands to deliver a message to another pack somewhere and finally returned. The gray wolf's ears flicked in curiosity as her white legs heaved up and down in the snow. Kethania's dim amber eyes searched the terrain as she closed into campus.

  • Frostclan! always accepting!

    ★ℓєикυи★


    (Redstorm is open)


    "Well, maybe we can take Shineheart and Foxpaw." Firefrost looked at them, as in an offer. Most deputies don't give offers to the others, like as in a 'suggestion' but he mind as well give it a shot to be kind and do it the thug life way.

  • Яʋƨƨιαи Иιɢнтƨ | | Яσℓɛρℓαʏ | |

    ★ℓєикυи★


    Light mist escaped from the canine's nose as she entered campus fully. Her amber eyes scanned the area, every wolf, every den, and every piece. Kethania's ears flicked in curiosity on what she had missed since her absence, and how can she get to be involved in it. Then the gray wolf just huffed as she seated herself into the deep snow.

  • ѕнα∂є¢ℓαи - тнє ¢ℓαи σf ѕтєαℓтн αи∂ тнє мαяѕн. - яρ тняєα∂ - ℓιикѕ ιиѕι∂є

    ★ℓєикυи★


    The tuxedo tom, named Sharpstar, was seated ontop of the Highlog as his dull green eyes scanned the terrain of campus. Giving out a huff, he noticed that Adderstrike was heading towards his sleek figure, and his ears perked with interest. What will this individual converse with me for? Sharpstar wondered. He just loved questioning who or what was going to ask or talk to him about whatever. The tom dipped his head in greeting towards the warrior.


    Frostedflower awoke from her sleep and stepped outside. She did a short stretch before retiring to her usual position.