Posts by DrakDrag

Aiza and Zcar were walking by just in time to hear what Chi had said. Aiza stood by the door and looked inside to see Chi resting on the bed. "A little rude don't you think, Zcar?" she asked her brother while looking in his direction. Zcar remained pretty much impassive saved for a simple shrug of his shoulders. He wasn't looking into the room but rather his eyes were set in the opposite direction. Aiza redirected her attention back to Chi then entered the room with Zcar following right behind her. "What you got there, Pinky?"

Name: Tanox
Gender: Male
Rank: Hunter
Personality: Tanox is loyal to the pack and would always do as told without any question asked. He looks big and menacing but he really does have a golden heart. He doesn't care much for fighting but he does have quite the temper when provoked. He's polite to everyone and keeps a neutral opinion of them as to not cause any bias or something of the like. More will be developed in rp.
History: Grew up within the pack. His mother died giving birth to him and his father died from an unknown illness and from not having enough to eat. It left him to be cared for by the other members of the pack.
Mate/crush/pups: Open/open/maybe
Other: Howl

Name: Hielo
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Personality: Hielo tends to be quiet not because he's shy or serious but because he usually doesn't know what he should say in response to most thing, the awkward one. He can be pretty oblivious and most times things needs to be spelled out for him to finally fully understand the situation for what they really are. He doesn't pick up subtlety too well. He is, however, loyal and protective. More might be explored in rp.
History: His mother was gentle his father was not. One day his mother was killed by a bear and his father blames it on him because his mother was protecting him from the bear after he had ran into it while playing by himself. Due to his father's harsh treatment towards him he became somewhat of a mute and would take in his father's abusive attacks, physical or verbal. Eventually he snapped and ended up killing his own father. Horrified, he fled and found himself with this pack. It took a while but eventually he warmed up to the others and is glad he became a part of this pack. So forth he wanted to protect this place which he could call his home.
Mate/crush/pups: Open/open/maybe
Other: Howl

Aiza took it, while chuckling about the 'wanker' part, then flipped through it, reading a couple of the entries. "Damn you're judgmental...." she muttered. After reading a few more passages, "And twisted..." she continued as she closed the diary and handed it to Zcar. The male shook his head, still with his gaze turned away from the pinkette. Shrugging, Aiza handed the diary back. Upon seeing the length of her hair she couldn't help but chuckle. "Preparing for your role as Rapunzel?"

Aiza grinned and went along with her. "Hell yes I am. So jealous that I might shave you bald one of these nights. But do yell out when you find your hair gone from your head. I want to get a head start before you lay your wrath upon me." Zcar frowned then looked to his sister. Even if she was just playing around he would preferred it if any of that didn't actually happen. Catching what Chi muttered finally got him to look a her but with a steely gaze.

Name: Tygruz
Gender: Male
Age: 4
Rank: Warrior
Personality: Mostly keeps to himself. Likes to play with the pups from time to time. At times he would hum/sing to himself the lullaby his mother sang to him when he was a small pup. He's only fierce when he has to be. More in rp.
History (Optional):
Mate/Crush/pups: Open/open/maybe
Appearance:

Other: N/A

Name: Foznio
Gender: Male
Age: 5
Rank: Hunter
Personality: Gets overly excited when concerning food. He loves food so much he would try to sneak a bite or two and would often chew on a single piece of bone for hours on end. He isn't greedy and won't keep a secret stash all to himself. He enjoys eating with others too. More in rp.
History (Optional):
Mate/Crush/pups: Open/open/maybe
Appearance:

Other: N/A

Aiza blinked, slightly taken back, then grinned like a cheshire cat. "And here I was thinking I'll never get a shot with you. Especially after you said a microwave is the only thing I can turn on." she reminded her. Of course she was still playing around. Zcar looked at the only other male within the room. He didn't smile back, it wasn't that he was trying to be rude but rather he was confused as to why the male would smile at him for no reason.

Tygruz rolled onto his other side and curled more into a tight ball. Oddly enough, sleep didn't want to release him from its grasp and wanted him to sleep at least for a little more while. He wanted to succumb to this pulling force but just somehow knew he shouldn't. It took some time but finally he awoke from his dreamless slumber.

Foznio still laid asleep. All four paws were up in the air and his mouth was open with his tongue sticking out, slightly drooling. Most likely the hunter was dreaming about fresh meat. Laying in a large pile of meat with more still falling from the sky for him to gorge until his heart's content. That is his perfect dream right there and he stayed there for a little while more.

Zcar just gave him a blank stare til finally he shrugged his shoulders. "I guess...." he lowly murmured. He really isn't one for conversation. He would rather just sit back and listen than use his voice.

Tygruz yawned then stretched on the spot, working out any kinks within his body. He sat up then walked out of the den, whipping at Foznio with his tail on the way out. "Alright, alright I'm up." he said as another yawn came forth from his muzzle.

Foznio jerked in his sleep after being tail-whipped then rolled onto his side with a protest. He was enjoying his dream way too much to want to wake up anytime soon. Though he knows he can't sleep forever. So with another audible protest he finally woke up then sat up. He stretched then scratched himself behind the ear. Shortly after he joined Tygruz then greeted Crya.

Aiza smiled then chuckled. This girl amuses her so and she rather enjoys her company. Either way she guess she should go now. With a quick word of 'see ya later' to Henrire as she and Zcar passed by him, the half-siblings exited the room.

Tygruz bounded over to the group of wolves who are already leaving and went to his position within the formation. He took a moment to scan over all the wolves within the group before turning back to look straight ahead of him.

Foznio entered the moving pack, as well, with his tail wagging. His thoughts wandered to the subject of meat and bones. His mouth started to salivate and he wished he had at least a bone to chew on during the duration of this journey, or at least until it was time for a short break.

The half-siblings went into the dorm's lounge and plopped down onto the somewhat comfortable couches that resided there. Surprisingly, it was pretty empty save for a few other people who were engrossed into whatever it was they were doing. Aiza turned on the tv and surfed through all the channels that were available. Not finding a single entertaining enough show to watch she dropped the remote with a sigh. Zcar nudged her and held up a pair of gaming controllers, a light smile on his lips. Aiza grinned then took one of the controllers. Zcar took it upon himself to start up the gaming system and insert a game. Soon afterwards the half-siblings were having a competitive gaming secession.

Aiza glanced his way before looking back to the screen and just in time to save her character's digital skin from an attacker trying to pull off a sneak attack. "Get with the times, brother. You can't always stay stuck in the past. Even if you are comfortable staying there." She pulled some rapid movements on the controller but it proved futile since she died anyway. "Damn it!" Zcar only snickered at his sister's lost but continued playing since he's still alive. Sighing, the female turned to the drawing male. "We're just playing on one of the few major gaming consoles that so many youth seems to love playing. It's pretty easy once you get the hang of it and it's pretty fun too. Wanna try?" she asked handing her controller over to him.

Tygruz looked up when it had started to pour but didn't pay it too much mind. Most weather conditions didn't bother him unless the sun was blazing at such a high temperature or the weather was too severe that it hindered him. He looked back to the path ahead of him and silently continued.

Foznio momentarily stopped when a drop of rain landed on his nose. He looked straight down his nose, crossing his eyes in the process, then looked up. Seeing more drops of rain falling from the sky made the male frown. He didn't like it when it's raining especially when he's out hunting, it affects his performance too much. Still frowning the male started up again and returned to his original spot within the group.

Aiza grinned, intent on messing with the older male for a little bit. "It runs on pure imagination. Isn't it amazing how far technology has come along?" she asked him. "Anyway just position your fingers on these spots then..." she continued to explain to him the basics of what he needed to know to play the game.

This looks interesting. Since the knight has already been taken I'll play as the prince. I'll post some details about him later, tomorrow, since I'm on my tablet and quickly losing the fight to stay awake.

Name: Tanox
Age: 23
Height: 6'1
Hair color: Silver-tipped black
Eye color: Green
Build: Broad shouldered and slim
Body modification: Nicked left ear, large tattoo on right arm from shoulder to wrist, a small one on the back of right hand, and one more from chin down to collarbones

There is a reference sheet to the guy, different identity, but currently waiting on artist's permission to post it here. Otherwise will have to go by the form.... Wait maybe I could get away with it if I just put a link to the image: http://therockycrowe.deviantar…ero-Trotsky-Ref-480270435

He doesn't look like a prince but it's fine, right?

Maybe you could start us off then go on from there

Chest heaving and feet pounding against the grassy and uneven surface of the woodlands, Aiza struggled to maintain her speed as well as retain her balance. Both proved to be rather difficult for her since her legs wanted to give out from under her and most of her strength had left her by then. She wasn't sure how long she had been running since her foolish mistake but it felt like she had been on the run for quite a while now. No time to think about that. She just need to get far away, far from here and into some other place where none would recognize her. Start anew in the far off land that would be unknown to her and somehow make a decent enough living from her small home. The home would be somewhere way off from a well traversed road where she could hopefully live the rest of her life safe from prying eyes and with little to no visitation. To live as she would wish with no more consequences than what another human would regularly obtain for similar deeds that didn't concern the powers that so many are so fearful of.

Her wistful thinking came to an immediate halt the moment she felt herself beginning to fall, her foot having been caught on a tree root. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize exactly where she was headed. That was quite the mistake for she ended up tumbling down the lumpy and rocky hillside. Crying out as her body was battered and scrapped against by the jutting edges of harden dirt, stray roots, and stone riddled along the hillside's surface. Once she finally reached the bottom, lying on her back, she groaned in pain. She struggled to to get back onto her feet but each movement was met with more shots of pain surging through her exhausted being. After many attempts she was finally able to get back up, albeit on shaky legs, and continued to flee. However, she didn't very far because soon afterwards she had tripped again. This time she didn't have the strength or will to continue anymore. Her body was done, her mind was done, and she, herself, was done. She remained lying on the hard ground and her eyes were slowly closing as she was slipping into a state of unconsciousness. If fate wished for her to never wake again then so be it, she would even welcome the thought right now.

(I tried....)

Name: Tanox Wolfrik
Age: 24
Race: The overly used lycanthrope (love wolves cant help it)
Appearance: http://therockycrowe.deviantar…ero-Trotsky-Ref-480270435

Tanox grinned a cheshire cat-like grin with his sharp canines visible for all to see. "Oh, aren't you a feisty one?" The man's eyes took in the caged girl's figure and more, liking what he sees. Then on pure impulse, he proceeded to go through the motions of purchasing the girl that he would now claim as his own.