~Wolf Pack Roleplay~

Name: Midnight
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Clan: Loner
Rank: Loner
Crush(if any): None yet
Mate(if any): None yet
Pups(if any): ^^
Personality: Smart, bold, tricky, mysterious
Appearance: He has all black fur
History: Used to be in Fireclan, but he left the clan without telling anybody why.
Username: awesome308
Other:
 
Beauty's ears twitched as a howl echoed through her den." Ugh, its probabley just my imagination." Beauty mumbled, it was dark out and Beauty was still tired. The howl echoed louder and a whine came with it, Beauty knew that now somthing was wrong. Beauty trotted out of her den hoping someone could hear the howl.

Vasper ears picked up a howl of distress. He stood up alarmed, he looked at the three young wolves, then nodded Farwell. Then heading out to investigate. He wasn't sure if his help would be welcomed. But he had to try.
 
Name: Nox Viscer (Dark Heart in Latin) Normally called Nox .
Age: 3 years old
Gender: Female
Clan: None for now
Rank: Loner
Crush(if any):
Mate(if any): Looking for one maybe
Pups(if any):
Personality: Awkward around other wolves, if she is scared, her fear quickly turns to aggression. Very loving when given a chance.

Appearance: Light brown fur with a white underbelly. Bottom of neck and chin-also white. Green eyes, black nose.

History: She was born in the wild, a very long way from this region, then captured at a couple of weeks old when hunters slaughtered her pack. Never quite docile, she was raised in seclusion from other animals, and was rarely touched by humans, except the occasional disciplinary strike. One day, when she was almost two, a man came to buy her as a fighting "dog". He brought her to his fighting set-up, and forced her to attack and kill pit-bulls and the like. She stayed there for a year, then eventually escaped while police raided the man's house and confiscated his animals. She has been traveling for weeks, and finally arrived in this land.

Username: DustyDawgy
Other: Apple Pie
 
Name: Nox Viscer  (Dark Heart in Latin) Normally called Nox .
Age: 3 years old

Gender: Female

Clan: None for now

Rank: Loner

Crush(if any):

Mate(if any): Looking for one maybe

Pups(if any):

Personality: Awkward around other wolves, if she is scared, her fear quickly turns to aggression. Very loving when given a chance.


Appearance: Light brown fur with a white underbelly. Bottom of neck and chin-also white. Green eyes, black nose.


History: She was born in the wild, a very long way from this region, then captured at a couple of weeks old when hunters slaughtered her pack. Never quite docile, she was raised in seclusion from other animals, and was rarely touched by humans, except the occasional disciplinary strike. One day, when she was almost two, a man came to buy her as a fighting "dog". He brought her to his fighting set-up, and forced her to attack and kill pit-bulls and the like. She stayed there for a year, then eventually escaped while police raided the man's house and confiscated his animals. She has been traveling for weeks, and finally arrived in this land.


Username: DustyDawgy

Other: Apple Pie
(Accepted)
 
Vasper quickly found Silver's scent. He started running. He had a bad feeling that she was in danger. That howl was not a happy one. He soon came across a bloody bear trap. But it wasn't from a female wolf. He smelled around and did discover traces of another wolf's blood, Silver's blood, it had to be. There was also, definite signs of a struggle. He noticed some drag marks that led away into the woods. His anger engaged, gearing him up for a battle. He quickly pursued the scent with intent. Silver's blood was covering the ground now heavily in some spots. Almost like they stopped to rest. He thought to himself, that amount of blood loss was not good. He had to find her and fast.
 
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Nox Viscer 's emerald eyes were fixed on an elk. It's maddening scent drove her crazy. She hadn't eaten in almost a week, and now, even alone, she was insane enough to take on this large herbivore on her own. The she-wolf crept forwards, trying to conceal her brown body in knee-high blades of grass. Now, almost five feet away from the unsuspecting prey item, she leapt at it's back leg, trying to snap the tendon to render that leg useless. Bunching up her muscles then releasing, the wolf launched her emaciated body at the elk, latching on to it's left leg. The startled animal lashed out with it's other leg, striking at Nox and barely missing. Nox released it, anticipating an easy kill, and the elk, instead of running, turned to face the wolf. Her teeth bared, Nox tried to attack its front legs, but received a counter-attack. The elk, rearing up, tried to sever the wolf's head with it's razor-sharp hooves. Then, upon realizing that her attacker was intimidated, limped off at a surprisingly fast pace. The wolf threw her head up in a howl of defeat and self-pity.
 

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