-Pack Foxes- A Role-play

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{Rusty}
Oakblossom.
Oakblosson sat stiffly, her eyes looking over the camp. On the other side of camp, the two Rooks, Thistlepelt and Opal and were sitting down, surrounded by foxes. Both of them beaming at the crowd. She frowned, her eyes slitted, Grrr, those two are nothing but trouble. They'll be the downfall of our pack, I just know it. And now Redleaf loves them... Her mate padded over to where she sat, snapping her out of her thoughts. Redleaf sat down beside her.
"So, you won the battle." She said, "Thank the stars you didn't get too badly hurt." Worry crossed her face, 'You could have been killed", she pressed her muzzle into his fur, "You know how much I worry about you." She looked up at Redleaf, waiting for him to respond.

Opal.
Opal smiled. We're heroes.Thoughts raced through her mind, beside her Thistlepelt was beaming at the foxes gathered around them. A light breeze tickled her fur, but it wasn't cold. The night was warm, and the moon was full. She had Redleaf's approval, she could do anything.
The crowd began to disperse, she put her muzzle up to Thistlepelt's ear.
"I have a plan, a plan to stop the wolves, once and for all"
 
Name: Namib
Age: 15 winters
Rank: Hunter
Pack: Desert
Personality: Reserved, fiercely protective, careful
Mate: Open
Pups: To be born
Backstory: Namib is pregnant (at the time of the creation of this charrie), her pups' father long deceased. She has never been a mother before and is unsure how she will handle pups; she may reject them. Namib was destined to be a hunter from a young age; she always caught the food her and her siblings ate. Namib was rejected by her mother as a young Vixen. As such, she is very reserved and tends to literally run away from most attempts to get to know her. She isn't good at following directions and sometimes, trouble follows her. In the Desert Pack, Namib hangs back. Often she will hide. Namib is strictly an ambush hunter; she lays in waiting for the right moment to jump her prey. Only when she is forced to will she confront an attacker; often she leaves the fighting to others.
 
Cyprus said:
I just got this link but don't have the time to sift through all the charries that were created just yet. Could someone breeze through and tell me what positions are still available in the Desert Pack? Specifically female roles.
Question for OP: Can I be a pregnant female in any position excluding Vixen? And must I have a mate if I'm pregnant or raising pups? I'm specifically wanting to be a pregnant Warrior or Hunter, but I have not yet read through to see if any of those positions are still available. I'll be a den mother if I have to, but I really want to play a pregnant character. (Obviously, she is not going to be pregnant forever. She'll be due in about a week.)

ETA: There are 5 hunter positions left for the Desert Pack. I'm witholding my charrie profile until I know if I can play a pregnant Hunter.
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(Vixens can foxes of any rank (warrior, healer etc.) that are pregnant or have cubs. So you might call it a vixen, and it will just be a vixen, or it could be a warrior vixen or something. Vixen is normally the word for female fox.)
Cyprus said:
Where did this come from? Lol I love it!
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(An old role play of mine that I am particularly proud of.)
 
AMERAUCANAS4REAL said:
(Vixens can foxes of any rank (warrior, healer etc.) that are pregnant or have cubs. So you might call it a vixen, and it will just be a vixen, or it could be a warrior vixen or something. Vixen is normally the word for female fox.)

(An old role play of mine that I am particularly proud of.)
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(Would you want to RP at all? I'm kinda bored rn lol.)
 
AMERAUCANAS4REAL said:
{Silver}
Rowantail pounced upon golden leaves, and came up with a mouse in his jaws. He added it to his already decently sized pile of tubers and miscellaneous food items. He carefully picked it up with his jaws and walked to camp.
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(From earlier. Work with this.)
 
AMERAUCANAS4REAL said:
(From earlier. Work with this.)
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Hollyblade returned from her short venture to the stream, tears staining her fur some around her muzzle. It felt so empty to her, knowing that she had to be this way, blind in just one eye. Better if she had never been blind at all, or even blind in both, for then she truly had a reason not to be given a position. But now she was treated like she wasn't capable, and it saddened her immensely, and provoked anger from her unlike none other.
It was later, and she was nearing camp.
 

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