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The Hunted
For the wolves of Forest Dawn, peace was not something that came easily. However, it was achieved at some point, with the pack living an easy, and healthy life. For almost a year they lived that way; before the pack began to grow restless, whispers began, and silent feuds prevailed. For one group in particular it seemed to be worse, as this group was butting heads with the Beta of the pack. Few actually knew why they were, but it was well known within the pack that particular group of wolves, a close knit faction within the pack, and the Beta just did not get along.
One day it all came to a head when the Beta of the pack was discovered, murdered. Fear gripped the pack, but whispers began almost immediately, many of their sharp words pointed towards the group of wolves known to disagree with him on the regular. Fearing they would be unjustly prosecuted for something they hadn't done, the group decides to flee, in hopes of creating their own pack, and able to live in peace.
Unfortunately for them, the pack isn't through with them yet, and sends a group of warriors after them. Their goal is to either capture them and bring them back, or as many as they can, or kill them. Either way, for the pack, justice will have been served for their loss.
With these wolves nipping at their heels, threatening to ruin everything, the faction of wolves must flee for their lives. Only time will reveal the truth of what really happened; of who's the murderer. Until then, the Hunter becomes the Hunted.
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This Rp is lead by Tenebris Umbra, Polly and myself. They have just as much power as I do, and can accept and deny people into this Rp, as well as answer any questions. Please show them respect, if you do not that is grounds alone for being kicked out of this rp.
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Roleplay Breakdown
To put it simply, a group of wolves have fled their pack after the death of the pack's Beta. Knowing they would be accused in his death, whether they did it or not, they have fled to avoid persecution from their pack. The pack does believe them responsible for the Beta's death, and after they flee, sends a group of their own wolves to hunt them. Their goal is to bring back those they can, and kill the rest, or just kill them all.
No one actually knows who has killed the Beta, except for the Killer himself, who could possibly be among either group.
The Roleplay Rules
1. Follow all of Eve's and WP's rules. If you don't, it won't be tolerated, and you'll be removed from the rp.
2. Be Active. Which included the Discussion Thread just as much as the actual Rp thread. I will not tolerate inactivty. If you have been inactive for 4 days, I will message you as a warning, if you don't respond within 48 hours to the Rp, I'll kick you from it. Exceptions are made if we are notified notice of an absence.
3. No Perfect Characters, God Moding, Powerplaying, etc. It won't be tolerated at all.
4. Two characters maximum per person. So choose wisely, I will not be changing a reservation or allowing you to finish a character just to want to remake them.
5. Reservations last 24 hours. If you reserve a spot and don't finish in that time frame, I will open the spot back up. You can still continue your form, but if someone else finishes a character before you, they'll get that spot. Even if it's the last one.
6. If you've read this far, put something about a dandelion in your form.
7. Detailed Description is the Minimum Requirement for Wolf Appearances. You may use Stock Images too, but they must be Credited Properly, as well as Free to Use Stock too.
8. Absolutely NO One-Liners. This is a Semi-Literate Rp Minimum.
9. All the wolves in this Rp will be Adult Wolves.
10. If you wish your wolf to be the Killer Pm me. If you've been chosen, I will let you know. You MUST keep it a secret from everyone and never let on that they are until the moment comes for them to reveal they are. Please ask first before revealing they are the killer though.
11. Not all of the Hunter wolves have to hate all the wolves that are fleeing, but they must hate at least One.
12. I reserve the Right to Deny Applications.
13. Put your favorite movie in the other section if you've read this.
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The Roles
The Hunted
These Wolves are the ones in the group who have fled after the death of the Beta. The group itself had a beef with the Beta, and knew they would be blamed for his death. They are a close knit group of wolves, meaning most of them are friends, and some may even be related. The Killer may be among them too.
1. Inge | F | Imperial Sands
2. Reserved for Tenebris Umbra
3. Reserved for Polly
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The Hunters
These are the wolves who either volunteered or were chosen to go after the group who fled in belief they are responsible for the Beta's death. Most of them dislike or hate some or all of the wolves within the group, though not all of them do. These wolves do not have to be close with each other, but some of them can be, but they do all know each other to some degree or even be related. The Killer might even be among them too.
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2. Reserved for Polly
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The Form
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Previous Rank or Rank: *
Appearance:
Personality:
Affiliations: **
Other:
Read the Astericks(*).
*: For the Hunted, put their Rank when they were in the pack. For the Hunters, put what their rank is in the pack. No High Ranks. This is so we know what they did in the pack, and what their strengths might be. Ex: A warrior will be better at fighting, while a Hunter might be better a tracking.
**: This is where you will put the relationships they have with each wolf. This is also where you can put if they have a crush on a particular wolf or something.
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〈 I N G E 〉
Credit Belongs to KhalliysGraphy on DA. Stock Image.
Name:
Inge
[Like Inga]
Gender:
Female
Age:
Four
Previous Rank:
Hunter;
Now a Hunted
Appearance:
Credit Belongs to KhalliysGraphy on DA. Stock Images.
Inge is a pretty average sized wolf, clocking in at just under 30 inches at the shoulder, 5.7 feet from nose to tail tip, and around 115 lbs, though maybe less now with the famine. She is by no means the largest wolf, but not the smallest either, making her a rather well balanced female. She is faster than some of the larger wolves, but slower than some of the smaller ones. It's similar with strength, but opposite. She won't necessarily be winning any races, or fights, but she can certainly hold her own when the time comes.
Inge's average size is more of a leaner figure, built with more sinewy muscle that allows her to not look as bulky as some wolves do. When she isn't eating as much, her figure will deteroriate, giving her a more thin look than normal.
The female has a coat of brown and tans, a tiny bit of grey and white included too, with a distinct orange-tan look to it. She's definitely one of those wolves that is easy to pick out from a crowd because of it. However, when there is hard times, her coat tends to take a hit, dulling dramatically in color, becoming a more dull tan and grey-brown color than it was before (Reference the howling picture). There are times, though, especially right after it's gotten wet and is drying, that one can see the reminiscence of it's former glory when it's dull. Once she is healthy and well fed, her coat always returns to normal.
Inge is a rather shapely and defined female, having a slender muzzle, fluffy cheeks, and a lean build give her more definition beyond just muscle. Of course, the plethora of scars littering the female, likely detracts from the beauty she could potentially be seen as. Especially the ones on her face. Her unique coat and defined features, even if those have changed with the famine, are finished with one distinguished feature: her eyes. The female has the rare trait of being heterochromic. One either is a dark brown, while the other is more of a gold color. The female's scent is one of earth rain, like a forest right after, or before, it rains.
Personality:
Inge is a rather calm female, but do not mistake her indifference for acceptance. If one were to push the female to far, they would undoubtedly be met with teeth. For the most part she does remain stoic, but in those rare moments, the one where someone has crossed the line, the female can be explosive and volatile. There are warnings, of course, leading up to the point, a look here, a growl there, plenty of notion that you are towing the line before she rips them apart.
Inge is not naturally the most aggressive female in the world, she would hardly consider herself aggressive. She just prefers to live a more calm, dramatic-less life. The she-wolf is not the most welcoming being in the world, coming off a bit aloof to those she isn't close to, but she isn't typically mean or rude. For the most part, she just wants to be left alone. On the occasion she is in the mood for company she will seek it out. She may even accept someone in her presence as long as they don't ruin the sense of peace she likely is trying to keep a hold of.
Because of her more quiet disposition, and preference for lack of drama, the female tends to not be the most stubborn creature in the world. Sometimes, yes, especially if it's something she is passionate about, but for the most part she just tends to fo with it. If she doesn't like it, but it isn't something she cares enough to fight for, she will grit her teeth and deal with it. This does cause her to tend to be loyal for the most part, preferring to stay on her leader's good side than the opposite, though, if something does concern her enough to voice it, she hopes she will be listened to.
Quiet indifference is the basis of this female, though beneath her exterior is a friendly canine who does have the ability to loosen up every once and a while. If someone were to weasel their way into her heart, and yes, she would view it as weaseling, they might find she can be an attentative, and caring female. Someone who can be affectionate and warm, but it is wholely reserved for those few wolves.
History:
Inge was born of a female within the pack, and a rogue male. Her mother joined the pack pregnant, which is the only reason Inge was allowed to remain, plus she was the female's only pup, so it wasn't like it was a lot of extra mouths to feed. Her father didn't abandon his family either, it was an unfortunate event that lead him to being separated from them and unable to return quickly, so her mother fled to a pack in hopes of giving her unborn pup a chance to survive. Her father is alive and well, and has made and appearance or two in her life.
When Inge was old enough to join the other pups, she earned to jab of "thin blood" something that the pups had learned from the Beta himself, Lothar. He looked down on Inge and her mother, especially Inge for being the daughter of a male without a pack. It was this time, when she was being bullied by the other pups that she met a young Chakrii who protected her, kept her safe, and befriended her when no one else wouldn't. He helped her until she eventually learned how to be her own, and stand on her own four paws. Ever since, Inge has been loyal to the male, and almost inseparable from him.
Her father is alive, her mother is as well, but fading from illness.
Affiliations:
Chakrii - This is a male of whom she is surprisingly close friends with. The two might seem like opposites, but their bond runs deep. She tolerates him, while also being comfortable enough to call him out on it when he's gone too far. She is incredibly loyal to him, and believes him to be the same.
Alrik - She is not fond of the Beta's son, and often believes him to be immature and irritating. They are barely above mere aquaintances, as she was never around him often.
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I had a lot of fun with this.
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Name:Tavarious;
Often called Tavar
Age:5 Years
Gender:Male
Previous Rank or Rank: Official Title is Gamma;
Basically the Pack's Executioner.
Appearance:
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Just Slightly Above Average in Size
33 or So Inches; ~160 lbs
Thick Coat of Slightly Coarser Fur
White & Light Grey Colored Fur
Slight Hint of Cream accents Here and There, Mostly Right by His Eye
Black Markings on his Back
Dark Amber Eyes, Not Brown but Not Red
Deeper, Husky Vocals
Scarred beneath his coat, no huge scars
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Personality:
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Affiliations: Inge - WIP
Chakrii - WIP
Chinook - WIP
Sylphrena - WIP
TBA
Other:
The worst kept secret is that he is the paramour of one of the high ranked females, Alpha or Beta. It isn't known for sure which one. But it's known.
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Reserve one hunted and one hunter? Forms will be up today or tomorrow; working on a research paper as well :') |
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You got it!
Rising Shadows said:
Reserve one hunted and one hunter? Forms will be up today or tomorrow; working on a research paper as well :')
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Name: Sylphrena (Syl) Age: Almost 4 Gender: Female Rank: Hunter Credits to windfuchs on DA Syl is a striking white wolf. She stands at about 32 inches and is on the lighter side of the scale as far as weight is concerned, but she holds her own with ease. Muscle ripples beneath thick, soft fur; black pawpads and a dark nose are the only parts that remain uncovered by it. Her large, feminine eyes are a burning orange or dark amber. In the light, they appear more golden, though the reddish tint is still visible. Her stare is deadly -- almost as deadly as she is. She is an excellent battler despite her more mediochre size, skillfully using her oponents' strengths against them. Her preferred method of warfare is mental, though. If she can win a skirmish psychologically, she much prefers that, as a defeated mind lasts much longer than a wounded body. Personality She's thoughtful, calculating, and observant: a fatal combination when used against other wolves. Syl may be young, but she has learned how to manipulate and take control. She's a dominant wolf, though she doesn't really desire a position as an alpha at this point. Maybe never. Who knows? Her moves are well-played with the future in mind. She makes no decision lightly, and emotion rarely plays a role in them. In fact, emotion rarely plays a role in anything when it comes to Sylphrena. She's the iciest-blooded mammal out there. Her only soft spot? Pups. She wants them. Does she let other wolves know that? Absolutely not. Syl, while a harsher wolf, is fiercely loyal to those she cares about. Whether her family, friends, or acquaintances whose company she can stand, this female will fight tooth and claw for them. She holds no resignations or hesitation with slaughtering a threat to her "family". Sylphrena becomes more neutral around those she respects and cares for. She has never been one to show affection where any wolf can see, but she can manage to be borderline gentle to those she loves. Affiliations Will be put in Other 
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Name: Chinook
Age: 5 Years
Gender: Male
Rank: Hunted Credits to Wincey (1st) and Tiefenschaerfe (2nd) on DA. Same user, same wolf. Chinook is a very handsome male. He stands at 34 inches and is in the middle of the weight spectrum for his height. His body is well-toned and his strength is evident in the way he moves. However, his appearance is deceptively kind. Intelligent, reddish-brown eyes are set in a well-proportioned face rimmed by soft, thick fur. His dense coat seems to groom itself, always looking sleek and touchable. This male is the opposite of touchable. Underneath his pelt, his skin is riddled with scars, both from hunts and from fights. Most of the latter were his victories. The vast majority. His most notable scar is a once-deep gash across his chest and lower throat, given to him by a wolf he loathed -- and killed. Chinook refuses to speak about this wolf, and few know the story. Chinook's coloring is warmer scale. His base is a terracotta of sorts with honey highlights and cream undertones. Patches of deeper brown and black congregate to frame his eyes, cover his forehead, sweep across his back and tail, and form a triangle at the nape of his neck. His undersides are a darker cream in color with hints of orange to it. The larger spots of fur around his temples and above his eyebrows turn into a black M shape, which extends along his neck and to his shoulders before more color enters the scene again. The bridge of his nose is a golden brown, as are the sides of his cheeks, and this melts into an off-white muzzle and cheekbones. Chinook always has a sort of passive look to him. Calm, relaxed, but ready. His languid movements can tense up at any time, his smooth tone can turn to jagged ice, his relaxed figure can stand tall and sturdy and domineering. This brute is death personified, and oh boy does death look hot. Personality: Chinook is not one to take ranking lightly. He bends to those above him and observes those at his own level with constant, ever-watching eyes. He is loyal to his alpha, his beta, and his pack. Those who prove traitorous get no respect from him. He is a quiet kind of scary; a soft whisper will freeze blood, a bark will break bones, a growled word will instill fear. A look could kill. Chinook holds respect in high regard; if a wolf, or dog, does not have his or another's, he looks down on them. He is not a kind creature; his drive is survival, and Mother Nature is not kind. The weak will die off, and he will be more than happy to help them along. Now, he is not an evil animal. He is altruistic towards his packmates, and he does not play around with things he should not be involved in. He follows the rules, crosses all his "t"s, dots his "i"s. Actually, he can be quite a charismatic individual. However, this is only in the case of others in his immediate close circle -- his pack. Chinook is a fighter; he has the scars to prove it, and he does not intend to succumb to another animal any time soon. He is fueled by adrenaline. It keeps him alert, keeps him on target. He is not one to get antsy by the feeling; rather, it has an eerily calming effect on him that seems to only enhance his prowess. Affiliations: Will be added Other My bunny used to eat dandelions. His muzzle would turn yellow. My favorite movie is O Brother Where Art Thou 
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