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Post by 𝒇𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒏 on May 29, 2017 14:30:01 GMT -5
sorry for the confusion Appz! it'll never happen again I swear!
HI MAGS! I LOVE YOU TOO!
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Post by lozi on May 29, 2017 14:42:09 GMT -5
[ This looks so fun! May I save the loner? ]
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Post by 𝒇𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒏 on May 29, 2017 14:42:39 GMT -5
hmm now I just have to decide what role to steal <-<
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on May 29, 2017 14:44:30 GMT -5
robin ashwood --
The last thing her fur felt was the gentle touch of a wet creeping ivy leaf. She parted through the last few ferns that edged the small back yard of her cabin home. She had to blink a few times to get used to her human eyesight once again; having been a wolf for most of the night, coming back to the duller senses of a mere human took a while for the young Robin Ashwood to get used to. No longer could she smell the sharp scent of the ocean a mile or two away. No longer could she see every little detail on the trees, the bark, the leaves. No longer could she hear the faint scuttles of mice and ground squirrels dancing in the forest. Everything in the world seemed so dull now that she was back in her human form, but her mind was at least just as quiet, just as silent. That’s what she had been hoping for when she had given up her human form last night. The wolf had been right there, so easy for her to grasp, so she had reached out and grabbed on tightly. She had let herself go into the world of the wild last night.
The sounds of bones breaking and rip fleshing plagued her like a devilish shadow last night. Darkness had engulfed her mind, the sounds of her sister’s pleading cries, the sounds of her mother’s mournful cry. That had all swamped her thoughts in the night. It had been too much, too much for the young healer. So much so that she had to just get away from it all by running into the woods in the mind of the canis lupis. All night had she run through the wilds of northern California in the form of a thick-furred she-wolf. Robin had been running from her thoughts, running and running until she could no longer. Robin didn’t even know how far she had went last night; she had been cautious to stay in pack territory, but she had went and didn’t think she would ever stop.
”I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I’ll heal you.” That comment had been so empty, so dishonest. She hadn’t been able to save her little sister in any way possible. Before she could have even tried Fawn was gone, a broken corpse of what she had once been. May her spirit run with wolves before us, Robin had prayed just about every night after her sister’s death. She thought the same for her mother. No matter how terrible her mother had been for running and leaving her only surviving daughter, Robin only hoped the best for Laurel Ashwood. She was dead now, Robin just knew. Laurel had been so broken. Her spirit had been destroyed. No wolf could survive with a broken spirit - even if it wasn’t confirmed, Robin just knew that her mother had taken her own life. Deep down the healer just felt it to be true.
But those thoughts were what had Robin running last night. Being a wolf sometimes helped her when the harsh memories came back to eat at her. It hadn’t been enough for her, though. It helped, but not all the way.
Robin let out a slow sigh. Dawn was streaking through the sky in a colorful array of soft pinks and gentle oranges. Was it really that time, already? She didn’t even feel a longing for her bed. There was no sense in lingering on the memories of the past, of last night. Robin had more to do than just wallow in her own sorrow. She was safe within the pack now. Rowan was the alpha. He was somebody Robin looked up to with great respect; he had saved the Sterling Pack from his abusive father. Robin thanked Mother Nature every day for Rowan and the security he brought not only to her but to the whole pack itself. Robin threw those thoughts out for now, though. She had something she needed to do before she could go out and see about breakfast for the morning. The pack member that usually made breakfast wasn’t here right now as she was visiting other family and whatnot, but breakfast was important. If nobody else was at it, Robin wouldn’t mind making a quick something for herself and anything else if somebody came in as well. She was a decent cook, certainly not the best, but it was edible at least.
Before she could go out of her own yard Robin went out to the little porch of her cabin. With quick movements she scooped up a gallon bowl full of scratch corn. She then walked out to the back of her cabin, smiling softly as the calming clucks of her four hens came to her ears. Hens? Oh yeah, Robin had some chickens to call her own. A bit odd to think of a canine shifter to have such animals, but they were helpful to Robin. They helped keep her mind off of things when she needed the warmth of another. With nobody to call her mate, Robin practically only had her chickens for right now.
Opening the coop door, she was greeted by the largest hen, an Ancona by the name of Specs. Robin laughed under her breath and reached down, petting the sassy hen before gently pushing her away. The other three hens waited for the food, and luckily for them Robin threw out the gallon of feed and there the chickens went, pecking away at the corn. Robin stood there for a few moments to watch her four hens. They made her happy. It was one of the little things that Robin took care of to keep her mind off of things, and just because she found raising things to be fun. She even cared for a small garden along with her chickens. But all of that could be saved for later. Her garden didn’t need any work on it right now, so Robin could take care of herself now.
Leaving the chickens the healer ran up to her cabin for a few moments, freshing herself up and making it look as if she hadn’t slept any last night. She especially didn’t want to look like she had been running around all night, either. Once she was satisfied with her looks - her brown hair brushed out, a new T-shirt and jeans on - Robin made her way to the alpha’s cabin. While it was Rowan’s home, the pack gathered there for meals and meetings. She was in the mood for something light on this calm September morning - maybe a bowl of granola or something if the pack still had any in the main kitchen. This stayed on Robin’s mind as she entered the main cabin and headed up the all too familiar stairs that led up to the kitchen. Almost as soon as she entered she spotted the all too familiar figure of Rowan Hunter, the current alpha.
A welcoming smile crossed the female’s lips. ”Morning, Rowan,” she greeted into the air that now smelled of dark coffee.
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Post by 𝒇𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒏 on May 29, 2017 14:47:33 GMT -5
sure thing nightingale! & haha mu only one female spot left the rest are male that's fine~ the sweetheart seems right up my alley anyway!
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Post by lozi on May 29, 2017 14:48:20 GMT -5
[ I'll put my form together now. (You guys make really cool roleplays I just noticed O.O) ]
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on May 29, 2017 14:50:12 GMT -5
appz always makes great role-plays<3
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Post by 𝒇𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒏 on May 29, 2017 14:50:18 GMT -5
sure! sounds good! I've got forms to finish so she'll be hanging out with her sister for now
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Post by lozi on May 29, 2017 15:01:47 GMT -5
[ @whoever has Rowan
Your face claim is wade poezyn. I was looking up a face claim and I just happened to choose a faceclaim of the same person as yours. I was like wait...
It's a small world after all XD ]
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Post by lozi on May 29, 2017 15:02:57 GMT -5
[ appzy
Can I make a weirdling kind of character, who morphs into a maned wolf? Just thought an oddling in the pack might be interesting.
EDIT: As a side character ]
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Post by anathema on May 29, 2017 15:19:06 GMT -5
ok ok i'm out and about with the fam so i'll be on to post a response later <3
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Bisexual
𝓚𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓪 . ❦
darling you said forever's a fool's game
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Post by 𝓚𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓪 . ❦ on May 29, 2017 15:56:31 GMT -5
psssst ninj can ya try to finish your form soon because for my starter i wanted to have elaina foresee like flashes of your character but i need to know more about her history and stuff first cx
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on May 29, 2017 16:19:35 GMT -5
Okay so I am actually driving home from Virginia and at a rest stop so like I would give it at least 2 hours before I am home, settled and at my laptop :C Memorial Day traffic
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Post by 𝒇𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒏 on May 29, 2017 16:48:18 GMT -5
Yael Sung x x faceclaim: not applicable [ the sweetheart // nineteen // heterosexual // smells of sea brine, rain, and old books ]
The wealth of Yael's Korean roots is apparent in her appearance. Dark eyes the color of unsweetened coffee and hair black enough to make raven's jealous. A small, slight figure, she averages out at 5'4". Yael is nothing special. She's not the tallest, nor the shortest. The prettiest, nor the ugliest. The smartest, nor the stupidest. She's happily situated at the crossroads of all extremes, she's average. The fact doesn't bother her much, it never has. The result of being the middle daughter of what can only be described as a huge family, Yael has accepted her place as 'nothing special'. Though generally calm, Yael is still a submissive and can become easily frazzled. However, even once you've ruffled her feathers, it takes a good amount of poking and prodding to get something close to a violent reaction from her. She's not prone to violence or aggression and prefers to avoid situations where those elements are strong. As wolf, this sentiment holds firm. Her pelt is an odd mix of black and brown, favoring neither color as predominant over the other, with a slash of white across her chest. She's lithe and small and leans towards the fluffy/fuzzy end of the spectrum as opposed to sleek and glossy. Her eyes retain their dark, coffee-like color. Yael's family is a big one, consisting of two sons and four daughters (including Yael herself). And that's not counting her extended family. Though often overlooked, as middle children often are, her family life is a good one. Her mother was born and raised in Sterling Pack, while her father was from a Korean pack. Both had nearly given up on finding their mate, in fact, her mother was on the verge of imprinting with someone else. But, as luck would have it, the two met while her father was visiting the states. They've been inseparable since. father - patrick sung mother - mirjam sung brothers - hudson & luther sung sisters - harriet, luna, & pepper sung
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Post by lozi on May 29, 2017 17:01:37 GMT -5
name, age, scent, sexuality, descriptions, face claims & links, personality, history
Name → Lachlan Pallas Stone
Age → Twenty Three
Scent → Burning Maple Wood
Orientation → Pansexual
Links → Human → Wolf (Faceclaim N/A)
Description (Human) → Lachlan is a sight to behold, standing at 6'4", with a very muscular build. His complexion is an amber tan, with tattoos on his right shoulder. On his shoulder blade he has a dreamcatcher, and on his upper arm he has a red rose with pale green leaves, with sharp thorns. A silvery pair of metal wings are inked above his elbow. He has a perfect mess of dark chestnut colored hair that falls into his eyes. His eyes are a dark, stormy grey, almost black, and betray little of his emotions. He has a lip piercing, almond shaped eyes, a slightly pointed nose, and a strong jawline.
Description (Wolf) → Lachlan's wolf form is a timber wolf, gigantic compared to other wolves, just as he is tall compared to other pack members in their human form. His natural brute size and strength helped him to get his rank as an enforcer, but Lachlan still enjoys pushing his strength and stamina to the limits. His fur is black, with lighter roots, making his fur flash black and light tans as he walks. He has a piercing pair of yellow eyes, ever focused and watchful.
Personality → Lachlan is quite the wild card, with a chip on his shoulder big enough to be a potato, but you can always depend for him to be loyal. He is willing to lay down his life for the pack and anyone in it, no matter how much he dislikes a pack member. He is willing to sacrifice everything of what he has left, and takes his role very seriously. He's courageous, persistent, and versatile. He is honest to the point of bluntness, and hates cruelty, greed, and arrogance. He has a very difficult time expressing his emotions, tending to leave his deepest feelings bottled up. This makes him a lot more icy and moody on the outside. He is very withdrawn and quiet, as if an eternal state of brooding. He is very cynical, and cold to others, but when push comes to shove, he will not hesitate to kill for his pack. Lachlan is always stifling himself, fearing the monster inside him. The fact that he can kill on a whim, with little to no remorse scares him, so he pushes everyone away. Since he has little to lose, he can be reckless, but only in ways that endanger himself. He is always careful to keep the pack safe, but never shows the same care with himself. It's as if he has something against himself. Can someone get to him before it's too late?
History → Lachlan had always grown up in the shadow of his older brother, Ryan, who was always perfect. Ryan was the golden boy, handsome, athletic, and popular among the ladies. Expectations were set high for him, between his brother and his father, Jake, who one of the greatest enforcers the pack had ever seen, especially with his parents. Nothing Lachlan ever did seemed to be good enough for them, no matter how hard he tried. His brother would always be better.
→ When Lachlan's father was killed in battle, Lachlan found himself horrified at the fact that he didn't mind. In fact, he felt unburdened by having to impress his insatiable father. His mother, Aurora, didn't die, instead shut him out completely, and turned to Ryan. Lachlan was pushed out of the family, until the only thing they had in common was their blood. Bitter, Lachlan was more than happy to cut them off from him as well.
→ Everyone thought for sure Ryan would be appointed the new enforcer, but instead, Lachlan's best friend, George, was elected. Ryan, not satisfied with what he had, challenged George to a duel for his role. When Ryan emerged victorious, Lachlan was livid. His closest friend, and the closest thing he had to family, was dead. As soon a Ryan healed completely from his injuries, Lachlan took on Ryan. They fought for hours, wearing each other down, until Lachlan killed Ryan. The fights for the position of enforcer had been settled, no one dared challenge Lachlan after he killed Ryan. Lachlan, however, did not feel like he had won, instead, he was only becoming more familiar with the angry monster inside of him.
→ Lachlan's mother no longer hides her hate for him, instead expressing it openly. Though she's never said it, Lachlan knows she wishes it was him that had died, and not Ryan. He has held the position of enforcer for two years.
Family → Mother: Aurora Stone
→ Father: Jake Stone
→ Brother: Ryan Stone
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Post by 𝒇𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒏 on May 29, 2017 17:04:09 GMT -5
what what! yael's got another asian gal pal!
so many black wolves the better to... blend in?
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