Walk in the Wild~~Wolf RPG *NEEDS MEMBERS*

Life nuzzled him. "It wasn't your fault. You did what you though you should"
Death looked at His mate's ghost and smiled "Well at least Moonpack granted me to come to the dark part of the forest where shadows and souls roam" said Death as he looked at Cross and her pups "We even named the pups before she died" said Death he looked at one of the pups with a mark of the moon and the other of the sun.
 
Kisha walked out of her cave into the bright afternoon sunlight in the center of the packland. she walked in slow, lazy circles as she thought of sorren.


Ice was intrigued by what Soul could offer. she saw Winter watching Soul off to the side. She clearly couldn't see ice. I'm really dead she thinks, and Soul is the only one that can see me. I'll need his help to say goodbye to clyde.

Clyde sighed, his shoulder still bleeding. Everything was blurred, and slowly disappearing. He was slipping, slipping from time and thought...
 
(uhhhhhhhh, if you don't like rping, why did you come to a wolf rp forum? that makes no sense...)


(I was clicking around, I was merely expressing my feelings. I don't know where you live but I live in the U.S.A, we have freedom of speech here which means I can express my options.)
 
Soul Reaper noticed a the soft red glow of a Wandering Soul coming into view from the right. Icefire followed his gaze and saw the glow. it reminded her of the soft red glow of clyde's eyes. it must be him she thinks, and without waiting to see if Soul would follow, she ran through the forest towards the glow. being a Soul, she ran straight through the trees and things that otherwise would have been in her way.

Soul Reaper calmly took to the air and followed, noticing Winter still trailling beneath him.
 
(I was clicking around, I was merely expressing my feelings. I don't know where you live but I live in the U.S.A, we have freedom of speech here which means I can express my options.)
(You mean 'opinions'? anyway, if you don't like it, you don't have to be here. in fact, if you're not here to wolf rp with us, you probably shouldn't be here anyway. You're kinda wasting our time. and that's something i lack while i'm here at school.)
 
Clyde was flickering, dieing. No one would ever see him, or remember him. He could be blown away as dust and ashes, erased from memory, time, and space.
 

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