House of Wolves RP CHAT THREAD

[Amer]

You got any characters open in Lupus? Maybe by the time the coyotes get there we can already have some stuff going on
This is the first time I've really felt like RPing in so long and I am NOT gonna waste it haha

 

[PeepersMama]

 

[PeepersMama]

I was gonna say this but decided it's too early in the morning for such a savage roast

 

[Amer]

When I saw this, I didn’t expect it to be so deep...

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I was gonna say this but decided it's too early in the morning for such a savage roast

It’s never too early for a

light morning roast.

 

[Amer]

Idk the song got stuck in my head so I impulsively drew Dart.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Idk the song got stuck in my head so I impulsively drew Dart.
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That’s... amazing

 

[LavvyTaffy]

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the face on the bottom right... heh, thats what the dog in the ref photo was doing and I wanted to draw it.

OH HE VIBIN
yeeee thanks amer!!

 

[Amer]

That’s... amazing

Thank you!

OH HE VIBIN
yeeee thanks amer!!

So which other character should I draw? I can’t decide because no matter what I won’t be able to produce the same quality as what Fluff and Sarah produced.

 

[Flufferes]

Idk the song got stuck in my head so I impulsively drew Dart.
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when i say i w H E e ZeD-

Thank you!

So which other character should I draw? I can’t decide because no matter what I won’t be able to produce the same quality as what Fluff and Sarah produced.

bro youre just as good at drawing as i am if not better

 

[Flufferes]

Name: (The) Vine
Age: 167 moons
Rank: Hunter
Gender: Female
Personality: She knows what she’s got left is far left than what she started it, so she’s living it up.
Companionly to everyone who welcomes it, but standoffish to those who don’t. Incisive, forthright, and blunt; doesn’t beat around the bush about anything, whether it be a decision, declaration, or defamation. She’ll listen to anyone, but, depending on just who you are, watch out for potential treachery in her advice. Persuasive as anything; she’ll manipulate someone into thinking her interjection was all their own idea. Since she’s been around for so long, she has blackmail on practically everyone, and you bet your barks she won’t hesitate to use it to get her way.
Pretty much above the law. Fears no one, perhaps because she has nothing to lose. Has no issue telling anyone off and will do so in the most dramatic and public way possible. Yet felicific and downplays a lot. Insouciant; maybe her lightheartedness goes too far, but, hey, why waste time on tears? She lives another fifty years. Totally debonair about everything in her past, including her son’s death. She knows that grief comes with the territory; dogs who can’t get past their losses really irritate her, and she has no pity for them. Rather, she’ll tell all the woe-is-me’s, right to their face, to get off their sorry tails and make their existence worthwhile.
Flirts with Blizzard. Non-stop. And he can’t escape her because she’s always in his den to be tended to by Heather. She’d do the same with Spire if it weren’t for the way he just shuts down. But, no, the old deflated fart’s no fun.
Oh, hO, HO, when it comes to the kids, The Vine is a whole ‘nother creature. She absolutely loves them all, especially her most recent great-grandpups. She’s always spinning up new yarns to regale them with. Best of all, she’s the biggest enabler of illegal teenage jaunts. She covers for them for no cost other than the occasional visit- and she is a pro at what she does.
And if they’re hesitant about going through with something that doesn’t exactly align with pack law?
She’ll give them a hearty slap and egg ‘em on with her classic motivational speech:
“Do it for The Vine.”
Breed: Solid Border Collie
Description: 19” tall. For how rough of condition the rest of her is in, her coat has faired the years pretty well- it’s still nicely uniform in thickness and kept relatively clean. Color patches -just head and hindquarters- are a luscious chocolatey maroon. Bow legged in both ends. Dysplasia of practically everything, but has that stopped her yet? Nicely fluff-framed head true to her breed, but age’s whitening has widened her blaze significantly. Brown eyes that are getting increasingly milky, thanks to cataracts. Additionally, her right eye is lazy- when she focuses on something new, it takes a while to follow the left, and often never gets there. Lots of chipped, overgrown, and outright missing toenails and teeth.
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History:
So she obviously started out with humans, because, last time I checked, the wilds ain’t producing purebreds. Does she remember how it went? Probably. Does she care? Not one bit. Is it at all relevant to current life? Highly unlikely. Do I need to write it out? HECK NAW.
When her son was born, she was determined to name him Avocado.
But no one would use his given name, so, she, like any good law-abiding citizen, waltzed up to the current Alpha with her crotch spawn dangling from her jaws, and was like, “Tell me what you’d call this thing, because apparently Avocado isn’t socially acceptable.”
Ledge must’ve been having frosty thoughts, but Ice it was.
To be honest, Vine never was completely sure who Ice’s father was. Back in the old days, they did love right. You stole and broke hearts in a rapid succession similar to how a squirrel treats nuts. None of this forever nonsense that the kids of today swear by.
Besides, Ice’s coat was only a few shades off of hers and otherwise followed her phenotype to a near T, so process of elimination wasn’t going to be of any help. Also, by the time he was born, she was no longer on good terms with either of the two likeliest sires, so digging into that wouldn’t reap anything but an ugly mess.
But the nosy little rat of hers had to look around the pack and then want to know why other pups had two parents to his ostentatious one.
“Fathers are fickle things. You got one today, you don’t got one tomorrow. Then you’ll have a new one the day after that. Don’t sweat it, kid.”
It seemed he didn’t.
Especially when he grew up and loved in a similar fashion to his mother.
Vine was always keenly aware that she’d made this monster but was never the least bit remorseful for it. She knew she got looks, especially from Ice’s mates when she never once condemned him for his wandering affections, but she never broke her insolent stride.
And the grandchildren. Pups were eh, but grandpups were so much better. For one, it’s not your fault if they turn out rotten.
Oh, she certainly had a blast giving them the time of their lives- and all the better if their happiness came at the expense of the adults’ sanity.
Then, slowly, Apollo, Hestia, and Heather’s entire generation became Vine’s grandpups.
And then the generation after them.
And so on.

Sometime during all of this, Ice died.
What did Vine have to say for him?
Something, indeed, at his funeral, and I quote, “Nice kid, that Av—Ice, but good riddance.”

She’s not quite sure when she started referring to herself in the third person and tacking on an article. One day, she decided that she wanted to be larger than life and that’s how she achieved it. Overhearing “The Vine---” in a conversation gives her ego the biggest thrill, and to deny her of it is a cruel thing indeed.

Last generation’s grandchildren will come up to her and ask, “Vine, you’re not still up to your old antics, are you?”
She’ll shoot down their suspicions with a dismissive wave of the paw. “Oh, no, child, I’m much too old for any mischief.”
But she hasn’t changed.
Not one bit.

Calls her dead son Avocado when no one’s looking.

Pack: Lupus
Mate: tO aLl tHe dOgS I hAvE LoVEd BEfORE
Offspring: Ice (DEAD)
Parents: can you even imagine how dead these are
Siblings: even if they’re domestics, they couldn’t outlive her
Song Associated: Happy Days Theme
Other: I didn’t know how desperately I needed a pack grandma until I did.
Username: HeavensHens88

i didnt think she would crank out another character to top all the ones before it but there she goes again

(Uh what do foxes do? I never received the promised pm that explained it. Do they go to the coyotes and beg or something)

and there i go again with my trademark unreliability