~Run With The Pack IV~ Wolf RP (COMPLETELY Restarted! Members Needed Badly!)

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Frost limped back into camp, his white fur blood stained, his ear torn and a bad baite mark on his leg swelled and throbbed with pain.
Isis snarled when she saw him, "What happened?"
Frost kept his head up proud, "I was trying to persuade a loner to join us, and I almost had her convinced." He lied. "Until a couple emeral mutts showed up." He lied again.
Isis nodded, "Stupid rabbit brained mutts." She growled and stalked off.
Frost went to his den and laid down
 
Deep in the forest, far away from the other packs, a lone wolf stood amongst the trees. He was a dark blue color; not quite black, but dark enough to be considered nearly black. The sky was pitch black overhead; it was gradually getting lighter, but clouds were still clustered tightly across the sky. His body was laced with scars; the kind that you never really get rid of and are a constant reminder of the past. Some of the scars, the larger ones, were still healing, leaving a scarlet red line down his pelt wherever they were. Despite these terrible wounds, the wolf stood tall, his head raised high towards the wind which blew lightly through the trees. His eyes were distracted and thoughtful, filled with dark thoughts and ideas that only someone with a truly evil intent could ever even hope to think up. As the night drew on, the wolf remained motionless, lost in thought. Then, as the rays of dawn could finally be seen on the horizon, he picked up his feet and headed north, vanishing among the dark pine trees once more.
 
Name: Loki
Gender: Male
Age: 3
Pack: None, Loner
Rank: Loner
Mate: Died
Personality: Hostile
History: His mate and pup were killed by another wolf, but he managed to live.
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Username: awesome308
 
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awesome308 said:
Name: Loki
Gender: Male
Age: 3
Pack: None, Loner
Rank: Loner
Mate: Died
Personality: Hostile
History: His mate and pup were killed by another wolf, but he managed to live.
Picture or description:
Username: awesome308
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he's in
 
In Stormpack, May and Dawn stood on the Great Rock with Flint. "Flint. Stormpack has chosen. From now on and forth, you shall be Little Cloud. Your jumping skills are incredible. You have earned your place in Stormpack," Dawn said.

"Young Little Cloud, step forward," May called proudly.

The former Flint stepped up in front of the pack.

"Little Cloud, you now in the rankings of a young packmate. I am very proud of you." May's eyes shone with the pride, as well as Faedon's.

"Thank you, mother!" Little Cloud smiled.

"Rejoice with us, Stormpack!" Dawn called. And Stormpack rejoiced. Faedon was probably the loudest; she would not be receiving a new name, as she had chosen to keep her current one, though she was still a packmate now.
 
wildriverswolf90 said:
Frost limped back into camp, his white fur blood stained, his ear torn and a bad baite mark on his leg swelled and throbbed with pain.
Isis snarled when she saw him, "What happened?"
Frost kept his head up proud, "I was trying to persuade a loner to join us, and I almost had her convinced." He lied. "Until a couple emeral mutts showed up." He lied again.
Isis nodded, "Stupid rabbit brained mutts." She growled and stalked off.
Frost went to his den and laid down
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Timber padded up to Isis. "What happened?" he asked, taking notice of Frost's condition.
 

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