~Wolves of Silver Mist~ A Role Play Always accepting!

(Ok, see ya! ;.;)

Arrow stood directly in front of the bear, ready to jump at it's throat when Nova had it distracted

Nova leaped forward and sank her fangs deep into its side.

Sia nodded and walked over to him to help him walk. "Here, I'll help you." She smiled as she let him lean on her. Her stomach rumbled a bit as they walked.

Flame gave her a grateful nod and limped along. His ear flicked back hen he heard her stomach growl and felt bad that he couldn't catch her anything because of his injury and since she was helping him. He stopped and said,"There's my den," and pointed to a clustered bunch of pine trees with a hole at the base of one of the pines.

(This roleplay is open to join, right?)

( Yup :))
 
Name: Draco.
Age: 1.
Gender: Male.
Pack: None.
Rank: None.
Mate: None.
Pups: None.
History: Draco was born in a pack, but was taken away and raised as a loner when he was born, he grew up finding the best ways to hunt, and never turned his back on any wolves, always helping others.
Personality: Draco puts other before himself, and will help them, he doesn't tend to get in many fights due to his nature, and has a knack for talking his way out of them if he does, by some chance get in one.
Picture/Description: (Old drawing of mine.)

User Name: Dragoon.
Other: Draco is a Red Wolf, the most endangered wolf population on earth.
 
Nova leaped forward and sank her fangs deep into its side.
Flame gave her a grateful nod and limped along. His ear flicked back hen he heard her stomach growl and felt bad that he couldn't catch her anything because of his injury and since she was helping him. He stopped and said,"There's my den," and pointed to a clustered bunch of pine trees with a hole at the base of one of the pines.
( Yup :))


Sia helped him to his den and stopped. "Hungry? I was just about to go on a hunt. I could bring you something back, if you want..." She offered.
 
Frost woke up from his sleep and carefully made his way out of the den, he walked out to the edge of the river and touched his nose to the water an dtook a drink "It's freezing" he muttered to himself and started digging through the mud to find any frogs or anything else he could eat.
 
Name: Draco.
Age: 1.
Gender: Male.
Pack: None.
Rank: None.
Mate: None.
Pups: None.
History: Draco was born in a pack, but was taken away and raised as a loner when he was born, he grew up finding the best ways to hunt, and never turned his back on any wolves, always helping others.
Personality: Draco puts other before himself, and will help them, he doesn't tend to get in many fights due to his nature, and has a knack for talking his way out of them if he does, by some chance get in one.
Picture/Description: (Old drawing of mine.)

User Name: Dragoon.
Other: Draco is a Red Wolf, the most endangered wolf population on earth.

(Awesome! Accepted :3)
 

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