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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 29, 2016 22:00:52 GMT -5
Ember narrowed her eyes slightly and tried to look as intimidating as possible. "Were you the ones howling earlier?"
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 29, 2016 22:58:05 GMT -5
Ember switched her focus from the white female over to the silver male.
I don't know what to say now.]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2016 5:22:13 GMT -5
I will come back later, I'm super busy today))
Snowdrift nodded. "Yes I was the one howling earlier. I'm starting a pack and I'm rallying the surrounding wolves to see who would join." He said.
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 30, 2016 5:47:14 GMT -5
(I'm considering joining if only just to get some RPing in my day. Is there any specific coat color(s) I should adhere to?... Better yet, what's the environment [alpine, tundra, temperate forest, are there humans around] in the RP? That'd help me come up with a good design a bit quicker)
(Also hi Tobster)
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 30, 2016 10:52:48 GMT -5
Ember sensed that Halian was looking at her, making her feel slightly pressured to answer. "I'll try it." she said, sitting down and licking a tuft of fur down that stuck out on her flank.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 30, 2016 11:49:21 GMT -5
Ember felt a slight flicker of annoyance. She could introduce herself! She snorted once and looked down at her paws.
Ember, stop being so stuck up.]
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 30, 2016 18:25:09 GMT -5
[ making a wolf- I know a form isn't necessary as this is a jump-in, but I like organizing my stuffs. ] [ name: Flinch estimated age: young adult, closer to juvenile gender: male quick description: a small black wolf with a bit of white fur. Appears runt-ish. His eyes are a very pale gray. ] [ reference image under the spoiler ] Flinch woke up from his bed of snow and let out a squeaky yawn. Groggily he raised himself off the ground and shook the snow off his pelt, still a bit out of it from oversleeping. It took him a moment to wake himself up fully, and at that point he was decidedly hungry and wanted to hunt. So, off he went.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2016 19:50:59 GMT -5
Welcome!))
Snowdrift smiled and nodded. "Then let's get you situated. Come, I'll show you the camp." He said as he turned and began passing towards the den.
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 30, 2016 20:34:13 GMT -5
Flinch wandered around once he got far enough from his temporary den, then took in a good whiff of the cold air. He picked out a few scents, the stale and old trace of prey long gone, and, most curiously, what seemed to be other wolves some ways away. "Hm...? I thought I was alone out here," he mumbled to himself. He silently mulled over whether or not to follow the faint trace of wolf, until finally he thought no harm could come of watching from afar. He padded along, trusting his nose to guide him.
{{ Thank you!! ^^ }}
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 30, 2016 20:38:40 GMT -5
{{ Just Nev or Never works fine for me! }}
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 31, 2016 7:16:11 GMT -5
(Hey Nev? Most of us are a bit slow with the current RP scene, but if you want I can bring in my other female charrie to come across Flinch. Just beware, Tawny be feisty cx) {{ I'd be fine with that! }} Flinch steadily slowed his pace, believing he was getting close enough that he could save energy and trot. He kept his ears perked and alert in case he came across prey or came close to another wolf.
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 31, 2016 15:05:31 GMT -5
Flinch paused suddenly and turned an ear. He picked out the fresh scent of wolf much closer than before, a lot closer than he anticipated he'd get. His body tensed as he turned his ebony head towards the hardy bushes, he assumed they may be where this stranger was hiding.
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 31, 2016 15:31:56 GMT -5
Flinch took notice of the apparent movement and broke into a short dash in pursuit. He may have been worried about being caught off guard earlier, but he must have regained confidence when he about knew where the other wolf was. "H-hey, hold on! I'm not going to hurt you!" he called out between foggy breaths.
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~Ƈαммι-`ღ´-
just missing wolf roleplay and waiting for the WolfQuest Saga c’x
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Post by ~Ƈαммι-`ღ´- on Aug 31, 2016 15:41:50 GMT -5
The wolf - an wiry, unkempt, golden-furred female whose pelt stood out against the white snow and dark brown and green foliage all too easily - frantically brushed past the last few bushes, bounding over to the rock and scrambling on top of it. Her thick, auburn-tipped tail lashed as she turned and scrutinized the stranger wolf with narrowed eyes. Her straightened posture showed confidence, and her pricked, twitching ears suggested that she was lowkey filled with energy. After a minute, she huffed and licked her chops, casting a glance up at a pine branch, one of its tough brown seeds dangling just a few hare-lengths above her.
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 31, 2016 20:23:56 GMT -5
Flinch continued to pursue the golden stranger with interest and vigor, at least up until she climbed atop the boulder below a seeding pine. He hesitated slightly after examining her further- she seemed rather self-assured, and looked as if she could lash out in a moment. He slowed his paw-steps to a halt, then lowered his head slightly, as if he was subordinating to an alpha or beta of his former pack. In his mind he decided it would be best not to be too forwards, lest he may seem an aggressor. "Er... Sorry for startling you and running you down earlier. I guess I was a bit too excited when I realized I wasn't alone," he began, "I mean, this is close to my territory... -But I don't mean any harm to you." He gave a glance of both wariness and friendliness before continuing. "Also, my name's Flinch. I know you're a stranger, but... What's your name, if you're comfortable telling me?"
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 31, 2016 21:07:24 GMT -5
Flinch let his hackles raise defensively when he heard the she-wolf growl out her title, and, well flinched back anticipating a blow from her when she pounced up at the pinecone. He didn't relax when he opened his eyes and saw her dangle in the air for a brief moment, thinking anxiously that she had the combative advantage of higher ground if she were to turn on him. It was clear he was rather uncomfortable. "W-well," he stuttered out, "regardless of knowing your name or not, it's nice meeting another wolf out here... It's better than snow, snow, and the occasional bush."
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 31, 2016 21:44:28 GMT -5
Flinch looked down at the pinecone resting at his paws for a second, then carefully responded, "Like I said earlier, I'm Flinch. I know it's not really a good name, name-ish name, but... I guess that comes with being a former low-rank." It kept his jet tail low, but then raised his head some. He wasn't too old himself, at 15 moons, but his runt size perhaps made him appear a bit younger.
He stifled a nervous cough, then barked, "Your name's pretty good, Tawny. It suits you well."
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Post by UB₀₁: 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚝. on Aug 31, 2016 22:10:19 GMT -5
{{ Flinch is rather submissive, and somewhat jumpy. He's basically been conditioned to think lowly of himself and stay on his toes from being an omega in a pretty cruel and desperate pack. He's still curious, but his overall goal is to get by now without a repeat of his life before. }}
Flinch barked out a nervous chuckle, put at further unease with these new name ideas. He debated bolting away, but he reckoned Tawny would probably overtake him if she chased after. "I guess I could see you as Ripjaw or Gnash, too... I do think Tawny is a nice name, though. Maybe I could call you a nickname if you like...?"
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