<div align="center">Frost Bitten

Everyone knows of the famous Sled Dog races, those like the Iditarod and the Yukon quest. So when a brand new race was announced, excitement thrived, all the teams wondering if this could be the next big race. Rather uniquely, the race has been called the Alaskan Challenge, as its run completely through Alaska, over some of the harshest conditions known. Its a 1,000 mile race that was just destined to claim the lives of those who dared to challenge her. And, on the race’s debut you, it did just that.

Tragedy strikes as two sled teams are swept off the trek by an avalanche, injuring many, and killing some. Lost, and left for dead, the Teams are surrounded by danger and have to learn to survive in order to make it to safety. Unfortunately for them, the Alaskan Wilderness is extremely dangerous, and threats lurk behind every tree, just waiting for them to make a mistake, for someone to get left behind. While their delicate existence is on the brink of being snuffed out, help might come from the most unexpected of places: wolves. While some of the predatory canines want nothing more than to see the dogs die, some have other desires and wish to help them. And, with how harsh the wilderness around them is, the dogs need every little bit of help they need.

With tensions running high, and time running out, its up to them to work together and save themselves. Otherwise, they may as well just curl up in the snow and wait to die.



Rules for the Rp
1. Follow all WP & Eve's Rules
2. Be Active; Do not Join to Never Post. If you are Inactive for 7 Days, Without talking to Me, I will simply remove your character.
3. This Rp is Semi-Literate, 5 Sentences Per Post Necessary
4. Four Characters per Person (For Now)
5. No Perfect Character, Power Playing, Godmodding, Etc.
6. No Love at First Sight. You can have crushes, but play it out through roleplay. I don't want to see characters become mates in a day. Mates can exist prior to the Rp starting though.
7. No Wolf-Dogs. So Don't Ask.
8. Humans Will Not Be in this Rp for the Most Part. I Might Open up Roles for a Search Team, but that'll be Later.
9. Not all the Wolves Have to Hate the Dogs, But Some Do.
10. For the purpose of this Rp there will be no puppies, so no dogs under 1 year.
11. I reserve the Right to Deny Applications.
12. Have Fun!



Note:
This is an Rp I have open on HEE too. So if you see it there, don't be surprised.

<div style="text-align: center;">Available Roles
-Part 1-

Team 1

Lead Dogs
1. Nevada
2. Kiko

Swing Dogs
1. Dakota
2. Cascade

Team Dogs:
1. Kavik
2. Pilvi
3.
4.
5.
6.

Wheel Dogs:
1. Kapu
2. Bear



Gender Ratio
Female : Male
4 : 4

<div style="text-align: center;"><div align="center">Available Roles
-Part 2-

Team 2

Lead Dogs
1. Tapeesa
2. [Reserved]

Swing Dogs
1. Ferox
2. Yukon

Team Dogs:
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.

Wheel Dogs:
1. Kayuh
2.



Gender Ratio
Female : Male
2 : 2

<div style="text-align: center;">Available Roles
-Part 3-

Wolves
1. Atka
2. Kita
3. Aglakti
4. Solei


Gender Ratio
Female : Male
1 : 3

<div style="text-align: center;">Before You Post:
There's an important post on the Sign Ups that I'd live everyone to read. If you don't it will 100% be obvious.

The Rp Will Start before the rest. About an hour or two before it begins. So it'll be everyone getting ready, heading over to the starting line and everything. It'll allow everyone to interact a bit, see a bit of the rivalry between the two teams, etc.

<div style="text-align: center;">You May Now Post!
(No Need to Wait for Me if I Don't Have a Post Up)

<div align="center">Nevada
Team One | Lead Dog | Mentions: Kavik, Open

Honeyed eyes stared blankly at the floor in front of her kenneled stall. Someone, she wasn't sure if it had been John or Steve, had come out several hours ago in the night and had given them broth soup they loved to feed. It was never ideal to eat too soon before a race, so they'd been fed about 5 hours before the beginning of the race, but Nevada had barely tasted the food as she ate. She was too nervous. This was one of the biggest races she had been a Lead Dog for, as she has mostly lead for the shorter races to start, and it had her almost in fits. Her ears pinned back against her soft coat, and her eyes continued to bore holes into the ground just outside her kennel. What if she did something wrong? What if someone got hurt because of her?

A oft whine erupted from her and she moved to the back of her kennel and laid down in a tight ball, trying to block out the world. She knew she had been paired with one of the more experienced Lead Dogs the team had, Kiko, but it did nothing for her nerves. Yes, he knew what he was doing, but the dog was also incredibly intimidating to her. He was so intense and it genuinely put her on edge. And she had to Lead beside him, which was just ten times worse.

Besides her one of the teams oldest dogs who was still running let out a sigh. "Nevada, whatever it is your worrying about this time, just let it go, it's not going to help any for you to give yourself a stroke over it," Kavik's aged and tired voice reached her ears, washing over her calmly. The older male dog never seemed to worry about anything, which was something she wish she had.

"I'm sorry, Kavik, this is just the longest race I've been in where I'll be leading," she spoke quietly her voice barely above a whisper. She could barely see the darker dog through the cracks in the boards separating their stalled kennels.

"I know, but you have to start some where right? Besides, you'll have Kiko up there with you. He, nor the Team, is going to let anything happen to us. You've got good instincts. Trust them for once," he groaned out, and she could see him rolling onto his side from where she was peeking through the divider. Quietly she nodded and laid her head back down, trying to put her worrying mind at ease.

Trust her instincts. She could do that.

<div align="center">Kiko

<div style="text-align: center;">Kavik
Team One | Team Dog | Mentions: Nevada, Open

The large, aging dog sight as he laid on his side in his kennel, his icy colored eyes closed as he tried to relax a bit longer. It wouldn't be long until the human came out to retrieve them for the race, and Kavik was determined to rest up until the last second.

After calming Nevada down a bit, the young dog who would be leading the team alongside Kiko, the male did his best to sleep some more. However, it never came, his mind was just too awake now to do so. Instead, he rolled back over onto his belly, the dark, almost black fur of his back covered in hay that was sticking to him. He pushed up to his haunches afterwards, the muscles in his shoulders rippling as he did. He was still in decent condition for being six and a half years old, but the male figured this would be one of his last races.

Unlike some of the dogs, Kavik hadn't been born to the kennel, instead he had been found and brought there. He'd actually been born to a Musher who merely saw sled dogs as a meal ticket, and would run them constantly, and swap them out when they had gone lame. Which is what had happened to him. Once he had been old enough to run with the team, he had been run into the ground, every day, for two years until his body had finally given out. Afterwards, he'd been merely tossed aside and replaced like he was yesterday's trash, not receiving medical attention, and barely even being fed.

John had found him within a month, having been looking for another dog to bring into his kennel when one had been retired and none of the youngsters he had, had been old enough to take their place. He'd seen Kavik and had brought him home to recover. Truthfully, sledding hadn't been in his future, the man had just seemed to have wanted to give him a better life, but running was still something Kavik enjoyed. So once he was healthy, he had been integrated into the team, and been a sturdy figure there ever since.

Kavik was one of those dogs that had been, at one time or another, in every position. From Lead Dog to Wheel Dog, he had done it all. However, as he'd gotten older, about a year ago, he'd become a permanent Team Dog, and Kavik was happy there. His eye sight was slowly worsening, and he didn't trust himself to Lead, and he just couldn't handle the wear and tear of being a Wheel Dog, so he was quite happy with his spot.

Groaning from the stiffness in his body, Kavik rose to his paws, "just one more race, old man." His words were directed to himself as he stretched slowly. There was some talented youngsters up and coming, so he didn't feel bad about his retirement closing in, the team would be in good hands.

Standing there, Kavik just leaned against the left wall of his kennel and sighed, looking around calmly as he did. He could just see the first rays of sun coming over the land, and knew it was only a matter of time before the human came for them.

<div style="text-align: center;">Kapu