~*Friends and Enemies~A Wolf RP*~ Accepting!

"What do you mean?"
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Ashes pranced towards him "what?"
( Where are we?)

Quote: Fire nodded. " It is fine."

(where's @Frindizzle ?)


Quote:

Name: Bo / Skye
Age: 4 / 4
Gender: M/F
Pack: Sky
Rank: WHAT'S OPEN???
Mate:
Pups:
History: They were both born into blood pack. Their mother was forced to mate with Blood. So blood is there father. Ther mother was killed by him at a young age so they ran off and came to sky pack. Will they take after their father or kill him?
Personality: Bo lives to run. He is strong and has the fastest legs in the pack. He doesn't take to authority well and will put up a fight. He is large framed and likes to use that to his advantage. ////////// Skye is a born leader. She likes to take lead at anything. She hate when other wolves make her do something she isn't okay with doing. She is fast and loves the water.
Picture/Description:
Username: cowhlb
Other: They are brother and sister.


(me)


name: Nyssa
age: 7
gender: F
pack: N/A
rank: N/A
mate: died
pups: Gust and Tori
history: was 3 years old when witnessing Fang kill the old blood pack alpha, lived loner life since then because she did not want to be part of the never ending war that was the packs, and (if it is ok) is Fangs older sister, gave up her only pups because she could not keep them
personality: sad, quiet, has mood swings, gets angry for no reason, determined to stay alive for her pups, longs for her mate, and her pups, always assumes the worst, that her pups died, witch is half true
description: Long gray fur with white patches
user: Nippers
other: hates blood shed


(Is Nyssa accepted?)


Quote: (

(I hate waiting)


( I want Chanca to run into grizz so she can join sky pack. Is that ok with you?)
( No. PM ME)

(move it move it move it! This RP is dying!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)


(slower than usual? nobody has posted RP in 8 hours!)
( Stop. )
 
Storm pounced on a squirrel and killed it with a swift bite. She occasionally looked for excuses to get out of camp and this was one of her's.

Frost quietly walked by herself heading up the mountain. A gently breeze blew through her beautiful white fur.
 

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