The Twin Falls Pack has always been safely nestled at the meeting point of the mountains and the foothills. The land is good to them, no matter how rough the terrain can become. Here, in the mountain forests, they are the apex predators. The dominant force of nature.

When the alpha male dies in a hunting accident, however, the notorious cohesion of the pack begins to take a rocky tumble. His heir is young for an alpha, and many would rather see one of the more experienced wolves take up the mantle that their leader left behind. Murmurings, whispers, and rumors begin to spread, and suddenly the formidable pack is no longer what it used to be.

An incoming band of wolves, not really an organized pack, is now threatening the Twin Falls wolves, and with sides being chosen it seems that the outcome may be grim.

RP Rules

No overpowered (OP) characters. Size variations are fine; I don't care if there's a big wolf here and there, but not everyone is massive and not everyone is the strongest, smartest, fastest, etcetera. Variance is what makes a pack run best.

Keep it PG 13. No excessive gore, sexual stuff, and so on. Follow the WolfPlay game rules.

Images are fine, as long as they are credited correctly, but I'd like at least two paragraphs of description. For personality, two or three paragraphs is preferred, and is a must for high ranks. Put a random fact in other. This RP is semi literate, and I want your literacy accurately displayed in your forms.

Semi-literate means at least a 150-200 word response, please. Writers' block is the exception, but two sentences isn't really enough for anyone to make a good reply of their own.

Fill out the entire form for each character. Reservations last two days.

Have fun! And if you know someone who might be interested, please share. ^^ You don't need to be a great writer or anything; RPing is a fun way to improve those skills.

Pack Rules and Traditions

The alpha pair oversees the pack and all their activities; their word is law. The betas are there to watch over hunts and patrols, respectively, and to uphold the law.

The betas do not always take over leadership at the passing of the alphas, and they do not have to be a mated pair.

The alpha pair chooses an heir. It doesn't have to be one of their offspring, though it almost always is. This heir trains under the betas until the passing of the lead pair, at which time they become the new head of the pack.

Eating order: alphas, betas, mothers and pups, elders, subordinates and juveniles, omegas.

Subordinate members are trained to be skilled, effective hunters and battlers with some knowledge of healing tactics.

Pups become juveniles at one year of age, at which time they begin training to become fully fledged members of the pack. A juvenile is considered an adult at two years of age.

Each juvenile wolf is expected to have an older companion at all times; this companion is a mutual agreement between the juvenile and the designated pairing.

Pups are not allowed outside the main border of the "camp" unless there is an emergency. They must have eyes on them at all times.

The border is marked at least once every two days. The fresher, the better.

Before going on a solitary patrol, a wolf must alert another member of the pack of their intended activities and/or destination. A companion is not needed, but someone must know the relative location of the wolf leaving.

Band Rules and Traditions

None. The band functions off a dominance system, and the strongest wolf is an undisputed leader. Obviously, if there is a shift in dominance, then a new leader is observed. Their ranks are extremely volatile, but they may become more set in stone as time progresses.

Rank Sheet

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These are the ranks as portrayed after the death of the former alpha male, Quicksilver. His mate, the former alpha female, died several months prior.

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Outside of Pack:

Wolf Form

Name

Age

Gender

Rank

Desired Rank

Appearance

Personality

Crush

Mate

Pups

Affiliations (Includes Kin)

Other

Larkspur is lighter in her coloration. Tawny, amber, and honey tones make up her coat with the occasional dark streak making an appearance. Her fur is rather short but thick and soft, providing ample warmth and fewer gobs of hair floating around. Her scruff is thick and gives her a semblance of a short mane along the back of her neck, down to the ends of her shoulders.

Her eyes are a piercing yellow, made to stand out even more by the darker "wings" on the corners. They often appear to hold no emotion and can easily be described as unsettling. Her left eye hosts a scar just above it at a slight angle and another continuation on her lower eyelid. It was not a deep enough scratch to cause any sight issues. Her body carries a few other scars scattered about her body with a few deeper ones on her left shoulder from a hunt gone sour. Most of the marks are small enough or have faded enough to become nearly invisible.

Larkspur has a lean, well-muscled frame and stands at 36 inches. Everything about her is long and slender, though she is still quite strong. However, she was definitely built with more agility in mind than brute strength and is considerably lighter than many wolves her height. She was blessed with good stamina and speed; her movements are quick and precise, which makes her an excellent hunter.

Personality

Slade's thick coat is a mixture of black, light brown, and russet. The overall tone of his pelt is quite dark, though his shoulders, sides of his neck, and the backs of his ears allow more of the lighter colors to show through. His lower jaw, throat, legs, and underbelly are all cream and white. His fur is medium in length and meshes together in a way that one can tell it's thick without it appearing poofy.

His muscling is pronounced, even with a heavier pelt. Slade stands at 36 inches and weighs about 130 pounds. He's massive, and it's all brawn. His stocky build does give way to making him a less effective hunter. He's more useful in taking down predators and finishing off prey than he is with speed, stamina, and agility. Slade is a fighter, not a dancer like Larkspur. He carries multiple scars along his body and face to prove it.

His eyes are a light golden brown. They hold an intelligent glimmer and hint to a mischievous wolf hiding behind the more stoic, sober exterior. Slade's face is almost always in a relaxed expression with a faint grin, or a smirk, perhaps, on his maw. He walks with a languidness to his steps: long, slow, easygoing. In battle, however, there's very little that's slow about him.

Slade has a low, calm voice, the kind that one might begin to doze off to. Actually, everything about him appears calm and composed. His words are simple and concise, and he always appears mild mannered.

Personality

Slade, while an intimidating creature, has always been more of a go-with-the-flow kind of wolf. His imposing stature, glaring gaze, and battle scars cover up the personality of a teddy bear. He's the physical embodiment of such, a true plot twist. Slade is motivated by altruism. His quiet nature is a peaceful, serene one, not a raging, caged storm.

He's constant. Nothing about him changes, and he's ever the thoughtful, charismatic wolf his parents raised him to be. Slade always prefers the company of pups to that of others, though he does still care about them in his own way, and differently for each individual. Slade is content to be where he is and is loyal to the pack as a whole, not any specific wolf.

He has no lust for power or blood, and he is content to use his stature to intimidate and bluff rather than to follow through with a threat. Slade plays the role of the local peacemaker within the pack ranks; outsiders will receive a cold warning from him. He is a dangerous adversary in battle, though he rarely kills. Slade prefers to leave an enemy with a few scars and some trauma than to take their life. Unless, of course, there is no other viable option.

His more amiable nature is not something to be discounting him for. Slade will tell off whomever he needs to, whether it be for their behavior or their actions. When he gets angry, his words are sharp and laced with poison. He is as strong mentally as he is physically, and he takes no nonsense from anyone. While he is respectful of his superiors, he will make it known to them if something seems incorrect.

Crush

Open

Mate

Maybe. PM me.

Pups

None

Afilliations

Larkspur: While she does not necessarily hold his loyalty, she is his cousin, and he holds blood ties in high importance. He is unsure in her role as alpha but does his best to support her and provide assistance and advice.

Open. PM me.

Other

-Name-

Fenrir

Age

4

Gender

Male

Rank

Beta Male

Desired Rank

Alpha Male

Appearance

Under his pelt which is a a slate grey with a flame-ish white mark on his nose. He is muscular but a little bit thin. He has a few scars on his hindquarters which have grown a little brown during healing. His eyes are an emerald green.

Personality

When he was a Beta, he was determined to become Alpha of the pack, he is very devoted to his pack members but he runs with sheer determination all the way through. He can be a sweetheart to the females except one, besides that. He likes to look at the best of things.

Crush

Perhaps

Mate

Not looking for one but PM if interested

Pups

He likes pups but isn't currently wanting them

Affiliations (Includes Kin)

Larkspur: He has a deep respect for her and admires her leadership. Though he is good with his packmates, a chosen few have earned his dedication

Other

Determination, which he thinks of as his fuel. It keeps him going, for the pack. He is a fighter and almost willing to do anything to achieve his goal, whether that might be, besides that he holds grudges. One, in particular, Though he doesn't get along with a few he tries his best not to be harsh but unfortunately, he can't.

Rising Shadows said:

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Name: Larkspur

Age: 3

Gender: Female

Rank: Alpha

Desired Rank: Contentedly Stressed

Larkspur is lighter in her coloration. Tawny, amber, and honey tones make up her coat with the occasional dark streak making an appearance. Her fur is rather short but thick and soft, providing ample warmth and fewer gobs of hair floating around. Her scruff is thick and gives her a semblance of a short mane along the back of her neck, down to the ends of her shoulders.

Her eyes are a piercing yellow, made to stand out even more by the darker "wings" on the corners. They often appear to hold no emotion and can easily be described as unsettling. Her left eye hosts a scar just above it at a slight angle and another continuation on her lower eyelid. It was not a deep enough scratch to cause any sight issues. Her body carries a few other scars scattered about her body with a few deeper ones on her left shoulder from a hunt gone sour. Most of the marks are small enough or have faded enough to become nearly invisible.

Larkspur has a lean, well-muscled frame and stands at 36 inches. Everything about her is long and slender, though she is still quite strong. However, she was definitely built with more agility in mind than brute strength and is considerably lighter than many wolves her height. She was blessed with good stamina and speed; her movements are quick and precise, which makes her an excellent hunter.

Personality

She is a force to be reckoned with. Direct, goal oriented, and ambitious, Larkspur is always up for a challenge. While she is respectful of those around her, it was never a secret that she wanted to succeed her parents. To her, though, it was simply a matter of survival of the fittest. She would not dream of overthrowing a good leader; rather, she would want to succeed them. In her mind, there is no point to breaking apart a well-oiled machine.

Larkspur comes across as curt and calculating, but her loyalty to the pack is undoubted. Her plots are made strictly by the rules, her wiles courteous, her moves refined. She is an upstanding member of society, thank you very much. Her playing fair does not make her weak, however, nor does it mean she will hesitate to end a life. After hunting and fighting as an adult member of the pack, death has simply become another reality of life to her. Whether it is a wolf or a doe that has died, it does not matter. Dust to dust, after all.

Larkspur is not one to take a job lightly, and she expects all those around her to be equally invested in their role within the pack. Questions of loyalty frustrate her. She is adamant that, if pack members cannot trust each other and work together, they will go extinct. She holds her temper well and will attempt to talk down a conflict before whupping everyone's hinies, and she tries to be as mature and logical as possible.

With speedy speed and nice lungs, she is able to keep up with larger prey for several minutes before tiring. She is a team player and works best in a cohesive group with a shared goal, and she has a forceful maternal drive and cares deeply about her packmates, even if she sucks at showing it. Leadership comes naturally. As she is a lighter wolf, she requires the assistance of two or so heavier wolves to bring down large prey -- brute force is not on her side. In the defensive, she has to rely more heavily on her knowledge of her surroundings and agility.

Larkspur loves being in control: in control of her life, of a hunt, of decisions. It doesn't matter. She wants a say, and she wants to be respected. Disrespect, disloyalty, and disfunction are the most infuriating things to her. Being talked down to, ignored, or cast aside have relatively strong impacts on how she views a wolf.

Crush

To Be Determined

Mate

None

Pups

angle

Affiliations

Quicksilver: The late alpha male was her father. They were on good terms, though she had been expressing some hesitancy in taking up the mantle of alpha. When he died, so did her reservations, as she was not about to let him down.

Wren: The late alpha female was her mother. She died giving birth to Larkspur.

Open, PM me.

Other