Posts by PhoenixSydney

Soluna heard some yelps from over the hills ahead, and the scent of blood filled her nostrils.
"Mother, what's that?" She asked, a fear filling her up.
Her mother stiffened. "I don't know, but a wolf must be in pain! We must help!"
The two wolves ran across the hills and saw a black wolf chasing a bloodstained white wolf, a grey wolf at their heels.
"Stop!" Soluna's mother howled.

Traits: I am a fluffy she-wolf with mysterious eyes and a feisty spirit. Even though I can riled up easily, and my temper isn't the best, I will always be the most loyal friend.

History: My parents were killed by a ferocious pack that thought white wolves were scum and not to be trusted or friends. I am currently seeking my revenge on that filthy lot...

"Aaaarrgh!" Soluna's mother cried out as Raptar dug into her haunches and back.
"Mom!" Soluna squealed, but it was no use. Her mother was in so much pain she didn't hear her, only growled threateningly at her attacker.
"You harm a hair on my daughter and you get hurt real bad!" Soluna's mother howled.

"Yeah, I agree." Freesia and Seren synced, then looked at each other in a strange way.
"Better get a move-on, before a storm whips up again." Freesia noted some clouds above in the breeze.
Seren nodded.

Genevieve and her Salamence were walking along the dusty road, keeping aware and alert for any passing trainers to fight. They had been together since Salamence had been a wee Bagon, so they had a very close relationship.
All of a sudden, a bush trembled. Pokéball at the ready, Genevieve and Salamence stopped at once.
An Altaria walked out of the bush, cooing and fluffing the cloudy wings it owned as it stepped out. Salamence gave it a shove and it hissed at him, ready to fight.
Salamence used dragon ball, and Genevieve threw the Pokéball at Altaria. Catch!

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OOC: Hallo? Anyone there?!?

[br]I am a strong mare with large eyes and a dished face. I am very nervous and always twitching with anxiety, and spook easily, but I am a very good judge of character.
[br]I was raised to be a show horse, but got lost one day when the horse trailer was in a car accident. I am now wandering lost in a strange land.

In a place in Michigan, in a secluded swampy forest, a lot of deer live. These graceful, white-tailed species have groups known as herds. They live, play, and eat in these herds.
You, my friend, have a treat. You can be a deer in this RPG, a person (who studies, hunts, or just lives nearby), and/or a different woodland creature (just as long as it lives in a Michigan forest).
Here is the Form:

Rules:

Thank you! I hope to see you RPG!

Accepted. The RPG will begin when we get at least 2 more people/deer/others.

Featherstar meowed softly. Young love. Yeesh.

"Of course." Freesia honked and jumped up into the air, flapping her snowy white wings.
Seren, of course, was close behind, humming along.

OOC: Um, I've been wondering this for a loooong time, and it's off topic, but how do you add pictures to threads?

Welcome to the Flock of the Hazy Winter! We live up north, where its always winter, as ya can see. We're strong birds, resistant to the harsh weather up here.
So, who are ya? I don't think I've seen ya here before.
Me? I'm Skyfrost. A Harpy Eagle.

I know ya are alone. Flyin' aimlessly around this arid land. Tell me, are ya ever lonely? Ever? If ya join our flock, ya won't ever be alone, and almost always have food. Please, join us...

Form:

So, whaddaya say? C'mon, join us!

OOC: Thanks, but I normally use my iPad. Any way for the iPad?

Both of ya, accepted! We'll start our flock real soon, but fer now we'll wait till at least three other birds join us. Got it? Good.

Freesia had only been listening the entire time. More group members?
Seren, however, was scared. He huddled under Freesia, trying to stay unseen. Who knew what these birds of prey could do!

Why, that'd be quite good, thunderwave! Thank ya!

Seren had snuggled up to Goldenrod, already snoozing contentedly. Freesia, however, was having a difficult time finding a big enough nest. She jumped and glided from branch to branch, trying to fit into any nest.
Finally, she slipped into a huge nest, bigger than she needed, but good nonetheless. Suddenly, she sat up. Did she hear something?

"Y- yeah... It's nothin'..." Freesia lied. She didn't want to alarm her friends.

Name: Damion
Age: 1 1/2 years
Gender: Male
Advancement?: 4 eyes (2 on each side) and webbed paws
Mate/Crush/Pups: None
Pack: A Healer for Alumani Pack, if he can be
Looks: I can't add pictures because I'm on an iPad, but he's gray and black with the advancement features on him