~◊~Thereby Hangs a Tail – RP~◊~

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Name: Thaw
Pack: Breezevale
Rank: Packmember
Age: 7
Gender: Male
Personality: He is a bit, slow, and likes to think long and hard about things, but is very kind and strong. He is a lovable, loyal, brave, slightly klutzy, caring but unaware, oaf.
Mate: None
Pups: None
Appearance: He is extremely sturdy and strong, not the fastest wolf, but can certainly hold his own in a fight, even when outnumbered.
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History: There's not much to say, his father was a loner, wondering through the Breezevale territory, he was raised as most pups are and didn't really standout from the others, apart from is strength and powerful bite when learning to hunt.
Username: LoveThatChick
Other: He likes when the flowers come up and it's all pretty out...


Name: Rimy (covered in frost)
Pack: Frostwood
Rank: Packmember
Age: 5
Gender: Female
Personality: She is playful, vivacious, coy, strong, intone, can be inpatient, but is generally agreeable.
Mate: None, but Bramble is nice...
Pups: None
Appearance:
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History: When she was a pup, she wondered away from the den when their mother was out hunting in the evening. She wondered so far, that when her mother returned with a duck clenched in her jaws, found one of her pups missing and went out to search for her, she couldn't find her, and had to stop searching so that she could care for her remaining pups at the den. Night fell, and the lost pup tried to find her way back, but couldn't, so curled up at the base of a tree, and waited out the night, cold and scared. At first light, her mother came to look for her again, sure the pup was dead, and just when she was going to give up completely, she found the pup, covered in frost, almost dead. Her mother brought her back to the den, and after being fed and warmed, she pulled through, and that is where she got her name, Rimy - covered in frost.
Username: LoveThatChick
Other: She has a strong dislike of frost, go figure that one.


Name: Pyracantha, aka Pyra (It's a plant, thats thorns cause painful rashes, and its orange/red berries are poisonous when eaten in large amounts, but edible in small.)
Pack: Breezevale
Rank: Packmember
Age: 6
Gender: Female
Personality: She is quick, fiery, headstrong, and can be wildly aggressive, but likes to stay in the shadows, not revealing her true nature to others until she decides to. She can be very flirty, but is more of a heart breaker than anything and isn't interested in having pups or a mate, she doesn't want the responsibility and confines of it.
Mate: None
Pups: None
Appearance:
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History: She was born a loner, and was the only pup to survive, her siblings died of starvation when their mother wasn't able to produce enough milk for them all. For mouths, they survived on what little food they could find, then, her mother succumbed to a sickness, and she was left to survive on her own. She eventually joined Breezevale when she was one, and has been with them ever sense.
Username: LoveThatChick
Other:
 
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Name: Thaw
Pack: Breezevale
Rank: Packmember
Age: 7
Gender: Male
Personality: He is a bit, slow, and likes to think long and hard about things, but is very kind and strong. He is a lovable, loyal, brave, slightly klutzy, caring but unaware, oaf.
Mate: None
Pups: None
Appearance: He is extremely sturdy and strong, not the fastest wolf, but can certainly hold his own in a fight, even when outnumbered.

History: There's not much to say, he was raised as most pups are, and didn't really standout from the others, apart from is strength and powerful bite when learning to hunt.
Username: LoveThatChick
Other: He likes when the flowers come up and it's all pretty out...


Name: Rimy (covered in frost)
Pack: Frostwood
Rank: Packmember
Age: 5
Gender: Female
Personality: She is playful, vivacious, coy, strong, intone, can be inpatient, but is generally agreeable.
Mate: None, but Bramble is nice...
Pups: None
Appearance:

History: When she was a pup, she wondered away from the den when their mother was out hunting in the evening. She wondered so far, that when her mother returned with a duck clenched in her jaws, found one of her pups missing and went out to search for her, she couldn't find her, and had to stop searching so that she could care for her remaining pups at the den. Night fell, and the lost pup tried to find her way back, but couldn't, so curled up at the base of a tree, and waited out the night, cold and scared. At first light, her mother came to look for her again, sure the pup was dead, and just when she was going to give up completely, she found the pup, covered in frost, almost dead. Her mother brought her back to the den, and after being fed and warmed, she pulled through, and that is where she got her name, Rimy - covered in frost.
Username: LoveThatChick
Other: She has a strong dislike of frost, go figure that one.


Name: Pyracantha, aka Pyra (It's a plant, thats thorns cause painful rashes, and its orange/red berries are poisonous when eaten in large amounts, but edible in small.)
Pack: Breezevale
Rank: Packmember
Age: 6
Gender: Female
Personality: She is quick, fiery, headstrong, and can be wildly aggressive, but likes to stay in the shadows, not revealing her true nature to others until she decides to. She can be very flirty, but is more of a heart breaker than anything and isn't interested in having pups or a mate, she doesn't want the responsibility and confines of it.
Mate: None
Pups: None
Appearance:

History: She was born a loner, and was the only pup to survive, her siblings died of starvation when their mother wasn't able to produce enough milk for them all. For mouths, they survived on what little food they could find, then, her mother succumbed to a sickness, and she was left to survive on her own. She eventually joined Breezevale when she was one, and has been with them ever sense.
Username: LoveThatChick
Other:
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(Thaw's not your typical Breezevale wolf is he? :) All accepted. Do you want to make Sinew before we start or…?)
 
(Okay, so everybody's seen the plot of course. It's June {But they don't know it as June. It's just a month to them.}, and prey is running unusually low. Silentwater's in the best position, as a lot of the remaining prey has moved towards the lake. It's late in the morning. Ready?)

Bracken watched the camp with Mirage. The Alphas' den was in a higher position than the others, giving them a good vantage point. Unlike the nursery, which had a low floor that young pups couldn't climb out of.

As ever, he was worrying about the prey shortage that had been plagued his pack for months. To the casual observer, all seemed fine in Stormpeak. But to him… He saw the tension. The low pile of food in the center of camp. The worried looks. He heard all the whispers, even if his pack didn't know it. For now, all he could do was send out hunting parties and hope for the best.

A sigh escaped him, and Mirage rested her head on his paws. He lowered his head onto hers, but didn't stop watching the pack. He'd never stop watching his pack.


Garnet was hunting. More like desperately searching for food. She needed some alone time. Last night she had dreamed about the night her mate and pups were killed, and a long hunt could usually manage to get it out of her head.


Hemlock sent out a hunting party, including his son. With plenty of luck they'd bring some prey back. Perhaps he'd lead a border patrol later – things were getting tense.


Venom stalked a skinny hare. He was low to the ground, his one good eye focused on his prey. He leapt forward and killed the hare with a bite to the neck.

This hunger was satisfied, this prey killed. But his hunger for revenge – not satisfied. His real prey – roaming free.

Not for long.
 

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