F ᴏ ʟ ʟ ᴏ ᴡ | M ʏ | T ʀ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ s | Wolf rp

Thanks!

Also, guys, I want to inform you that food isn't everywhere so please don't make your wolves be catching fish, rabbits and deer in every post you make. The wolves are starving and some are dying from it. Disease is spreading and wolves are sick and weak, not strong and powerful and fine at the moment. So, keep that in mind as you role-play. And, I know RedPaw just caught a bird but it wasn't as easy as how ... Well, I'll just shut up there. But, they have to starve and one of the 'wolf' rules are you have to share with the pack before you feed.
RED PAW​

RedPaw scattered across the snowy hills as he watched the sun rise and wolves start to howl and run out from their home dens. He loved the part of the early morning before most of his pack had awaken to the sunlight or birds tweeting. Because of the scarce food now days, RedPaw's stomach growled in hungry. He bared it but not for long. There was scarce animals to hunt in these woods and he was a bit weak to go off and have a few mile races with a deer or elk. He heaved in a chilly breath and let it come out slowly, his jaw trembling a bit. If he didn't find food soon, than he would starve even worse.

RedPaw gathered up his strength and leaped over a long on an old 'two-legged' trail and hiking path. He followed it, his nose sensing animals and different strong and powerful smells. It smelt as if a nice meal but something distracted him from a hunt. His ears twitched nervously and perked up fast in defense of something. Yipping and growls. Wolves, it seemed. His pack? He didn't know. A low growl came from underneath RedPaw's breath, his head lowered and ready to attack as he trotted slowly toward the wood line. The sound of rushing water from a small stream came to his ears instantly as he got closer to the woods, hearing the waters hit against the rocks from a distance off the two-legged path road. He stopped growling and stopped in his snowy tracks fast, his weight being thrown forward a bit but not by much. His eyes spotted a few hawks coming down at him but he just growled a bit, ready to strike. He lunged up quickly as the birds flew past, getting a small grip on the hawks right leg and pulling it from the air, landing it hard against the icy ground that supported RedPaw's weight. He growled, bit it's throat and ended the hawk's life instantly. It would make a nice meal for himself but he had to share what he got with the pack first. He needed his pack to stay strong, brave and have hope.
(Regarding the OOC. KK, I will. Where did you find the "wolf rules" BTW? I want know them so Neith dosn't mess up.)
 
(One question, is this a PACK or a CLAN? Because it seems like a mish-mash of both. Also, sorry if Neith is acting aggresive she's just super ticked right now.)

"I'm fine," she growled. Sunlight streamed onto her light coat as she stepped forward. Her fur turned a bit grayer to the eyes of a wolf as she came closer, her eyes seemed caught in a tug of war between agitation and curiousity. Never had she seen such a bold wolf, walking up to a better with such a friendly posture. It reminded her of RedPaw, was she really fit enough to judge his leadership? I am from a small pack, she thought, But also a successful one. I have seen the ways of the older generations. The days of yesteryear have left me, prehaps I have something to learn here, not to teach.
(honestly, I don't know. And who is she talking to?)
 
"RedPaw better lead us on a hunt soon," Neith grumbled, her voice teetering on the egde of a mumble and a snarl. "The last time such a winter came we lost four wolves to it. A group with three wolves is a play group, not a pack."
The fur on her foggy neck rose a bit. The wind seemed to stir them, but Neith also shared a bit of the blame.
 
[COLOR=008080]Name[/COLOR]
Bandit
[COLOR=008080]Gender[/COLOR]
Female
[COLOR=008080]Age[/COLOR]
3 years
[COLOR=008080]Rank (Given)[/COLOR]
Omega Female​
[COLOR=008080]Rank (Wanted)[/COLOR]
Beta Female​
[COLOR=008080]Family[/COLOR]
Died of starvation
[COLOR=008080]Crush[/COLOR]
None​
[COLOR=008080]Mate[/COLOR]
None
[COLOR=008080]Pup(s)[/COLOR]
She doesn't have any of her own but pupsits the pack's young often.
[COLOR=008080]History[/COLOR]
She had many siblings but they all starved. She suvived because she knew the best places to find food and she was a great hunter. Het family didn't take advice from her. Still in the pack she is in now wolves underestimate her.
[COLOR=008080]Personality[/COLOR]
She can be very stubborn , but is generally nice. She may seem weak but you do not wanna get in a fight with her.
[COLOR=008080]Likes[/COLOR]
Hunting , Swimming , Jumping , Pupsitting , Showing the pack she's more then what they think
[COLOR=008080]Dislikes[/COLOR]
She hates how wolves will underestimate "lower" ranks when they are all important.
[COLOR=008080]Other[/COLOR]
I hope I'm not to late to join :(
 
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