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Name- Aquilla Age- 4 Gender- Female Acts/personality- She is a subtly flirtatious female with a stunning personality. She is kind and is often looked up to or sought out. She will listen to any problem anyone may have (even a pup) and give advice as best as she can. She is sweet, friendly, loveable, humorous, and kind. But there is also another side to her, which she often has to retreat from the rest of the pack for awhile to quell this. She does not like having her buttons pushed, and will try hard not to be rude, but she can only go so far before she loses it and says things that should not have been said. Anger issues come with her ODC (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) and she can be found rearranging things. She is very clean for an animal which is part of her condition. Overall, she enjoys company and hopes to one day have pups, and a family of her own. Crush- Open! Family (optional)- None Strengths- Hunting, killing, fighting, helping, leading. Weaknesses- Being treated disrespectfully, watching people fail, anger issues. Looks (image or description)- Abnormally tall for a female. WIP Edited at March 13, 2020 03:13 PM by Dashing
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(( Currently underdeveloped as character is not used very often. Will expand more on her description if used. ))
Caden Cunow Age~ Any Appearance: He stands at about 5'11" with an average build. He is a light-skinned biracial (black/white) guy with intelligent brown eyes. His hair is curly and thick, sprouting in sandy ringlets. Personality: Rambunctious and full of spunk, he has never found love after being rejected once. He vows not to be in a relationship, ever. He makes others ease at his presence and will lighten any mood just by being in a room or area.
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Name: Freedom's Chase Age: 5 Years Gender/Ranking: Female/Bachelor's Herd Appearance/Looks: A tall Friesian female with a long curly flowing mane and tail. Her hocks feather with the same black colored locks. She stands at 16.7 HH. Personality: TBD in RP WIP Edited at March 13, 2020 03:13 PM by Dashing
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********** WOLF FORM 1 | Character Name |Kaide | Age |10 | Gender |Female | Appearance | (c) Khalliysgraphy DA | Personality |Kaide is mellow and quiet. She has lived a good life. When she was in her prime, she was a hunter and learned much. She is very wise and teaches what she can when asked. Many wolves seem to look up to her as a motherly figure. Her greatest joy is letting her legacy live on. | Pack |Tartarus | Rank |Matriarch | Rank Desired |N/A | History |Disclosed a bit in the personality section. Kaide was a skilled hunter with the keenest nose to track prey in her time. She birthed Viper, which was her best and happiest accomplishment. | Mate |My memory's a bit funny, heheh. Nah kidding. Open please PM me. | Crush |Eww, no. She's too old and already has a puppy daddy. | Pups |Viper! | Other |None for now! Edited at March 13, 2020 03:14 PM by Dashing
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Name: Oliver Daniel Watts Age: 19 Gender: Male Social Order: Popular, a bit dark Job: Son of a hitman; organizes teams Height: 6'3"" Appearance: Oliver is tall and lean with smooth, defined muscles that aid him where his job requires strength. He's a little leaner than average, but it works on him. For many that see Oliver upon first glance, they might think he plays sports or partakes in some other past time that wouldn't require much brute strength. He has warm olive skin and a distinctive face. He has a very pronounced jawline with high cheekbones, creating divets in the sides of his face. His nose is the perfect mix of straight and flat, widening out at the bottom to smoothen the sharp contours. Two chocolate brown eyes make a sharp curve on the inner corners of his eyes. Oliver's definite browbone is covered with neat, bushy eyebrows His facial hair is sparse, only noticeable stubble around the mustache and chin area. His brown-black hair meets the tops of his brows in soft curls that are usually in a subtle movement to the side. His sides are shorter, the silky strands laying flat against his skull, free of curl. His facial expression is always one of annoyance or devoid of emotion. He is not one that's read easily. Personality: Oliver interacts with no one if there is absolutely no reason to. He won't go out of his way to do anything, especially if it is of no benefit to himself. Though he has a cold exterior, he's not entirely heartless. WIP Sexuality: Demisexual Friends: None, open. Family: His father, his mother passed away. Crush/Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None, open. Backstory: Likes: His job, order Dislikes: His standards not being met, people disobeying his orders, bimbos (though he'll use them accordingly), anyone he has no use for Other: N/A for now ````````````````````````` Edited at March 13, 2020 03:15 PM by Dashing
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Name: Stella Marie Thompson Age: 17 - 24 Social Order (Used in school roleplays): Jock, Popular, Cheerleader Looks: Stella has long hair that extends to the mid of her back. Her hair is a sandy brown color with subtle highlights of different colors within. She is well built with a delicate yet graceful nature about her that suggests otherwise. She stands at a tall 5'11"" with olive skin with hints of a caramel undertone. Most people would refer to her as 'light-skinned'. Set into her face are intense green eyes that look to hold all the knowledge in the world. She can often be found wearing tight clothes that show a moderate amount of skin. Personality: Stella is a subtly flirtatious female with a stunning personality. She is kind and is often looked up to or sought out. Even though she holds a higher status, she tries to be nice to any and everyone and will listen to any problem they may. She enjoys a good conversation but loves to be alone at times too. Since she's been through many things in her life, she is one of the best people to get advice from if you choose to ask. She is sensitive but strong nonetheless. Stella is very friendly with a humor to match. However, there is also another side to her, which one you do not want to experience. Her patience is great, but once you press too many buttons, it's over. She can only go so far before she loses it and says things that should not've been said. This girl is sure she has diagnosed OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) and she can be found rearranging things or becoming agitated by the fact that things are not aligned. As a result, she is very organized. Sexuality: Heterosexual Crush/Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Open! At Home Insight: Stella got the steel toe when it came to her parents. Yeah, the home was stable, both parental figures in her life... but they always treated her like crap. Donovan, however, had life easy. No one else knows what goes on between Stella and her parents; not even her siblings. Likes: Reading, having a good time with friends, laughing She loves anumals witha passion and can be seen volunteering at shelters regularly. Having fun with her is a great past-time she enjoys. She's alo commited to her sport, volleyball, and likes to read. Dislikes: Bullies, being treated disrespectfully, annoying, stupid people Stella dislikes unorganized, messy, rude, or bold-for-their-friends people. She thinks everyone should be themselves and not try to be someone else so she will like them. She dislikes her mother and any teachers who try to give her hell. Bullying by anyone is absoluetly not tolerated by her. Other: Twin sister of Donovan Roleplay Excerpt/Example: Stella Lalin/ Volana Khoeli | Female | Spy | Twenty-Four | Mentions: Pack, Calvin, Connor, Reenira, Ivar (i), Oliver (i) The female listened intently to Ivar's words. She'd still been unsure about the whole thing until she'd approached the field, a pang hitting her in her chest so suddenly she doubled over. Damn! It was like her insides were being cinched together, the sensation strongest near her heart. It scared her to no end, the feeling fading only to find considerable damage to the walls Stella had built up around her heart. The tremor inside of her must've taken advantage of a weak spot--the one Calvin had so carefully excavated without even knowing it. Calvin. Thinking of him would only make her worse, so she approached the field with her usual mask of indifference and hard eyes, showing no emotion whatsoever. It was a common trait that she and Oliver shared, being able to mask their feelings like so it didn't show on their face or otherwise. A trait she was forced to pick up early. ```` She was leaning on the tree now, her thoughts swishing back to reality. When she let her gaze wander among the crowd, her attention immediately snapped to Calvin, his presence hard to miss. He carried his sister in his arms, then passed her to Connor, his best friend. The exchange seemed sloppy and awkward, one that Calvin seemed no the notice. Could it be that while she and Calvin were... uh, associating that Connor and Reenira were doing the same? She pondered on this for a while before her attention snapped back to Ivar. He was about to dismiss the females. This was her cue. Stella kicked off the slides she was wearing and peeled off her socks. She set them neatly by her tree and proceeded to strip, her shirt fluttering to the grassy plains with no hesitation, her shorts soon following. She leaned now against the tree, oddly at home while half-naked. There was nothing better than shifting nude. Knowing you didn't have to worry about clothing and you could just be free. She didn't do that now though, she didn't want to cause a ruckus. Her eyes were closed and her face melted into one that was at peace, not one of cold disdain. Now that he figure was on display, every curve was there to bear witness. The slight hourglass frame she possessed, her nearly flat stomach with the faint outline of her abdomen muscles beginning to form. Like Desi'rae, she was most proud of her legs. She had a runner's body that was lean and long with thick thighs and well off calves that were like dainty trunks. Her hips were nearly non-existent, the curve outward farther down to accommodate for her thighs. Stella was the perfect level of thick, not too much and not too little. A size she liked to maintain. Since being here, she'd become a little out of shape. Her abs were virtually gone, her booty was no longer as thick as it was before, and her stamina suffering. It was a blessing. The only thing Stella couldn't fix were her breasts. She secretly wished she had more but was instead stuck with ones that did just enough. Though she didn't despise them, she wanted more. Her c-cup bust just wasn't enough for her. As Ivar called for them to shift and run, Stella wasted no time. She was the first to disappear, her black form slipping through the shadows away from the direction everyone else went. While many went left or straight, Volana went right. There was a reason why many of the females didn't come, though. It was sunny and obvious. A place to avoid when trying to hide. Amateurs, she thought. Volana knew that where there was sun, there was shadow. And an abundance of it. Edited at March 13, 2020 03:15 PM by Dashing
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| Name | Mahigan (Meaning 'wolf' in Cree) | Gender | Male | Age | 5 | Sexuality | Heterosexual | Appearance | Mahigan is a big brute. He fancies himself as handsome and has a classic light brown pelage. A black saddle extends from his ears to the tip of his tail, growing steadily darker. The space above his bold yellow eyes begins to mesh into a grey coloring. He features a small white lip that curves below his nose along most of his muzzle.
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| Role | Fighter | Personality | Mahigan is active in socializing with the pack. He knows them well as he has been raised with them since birth. He is loyal with a fierceness that cannot be described. Overall, Mahigan is laid-back and calm. He enjoys the pack dynamic and would do anything to maintain it. | Weaknesses | Unable to remain still for a long period of time; can be a bit dense towards other's feelings, especially if they include strong emotions | Strengths | The ability to predict the flow of battle; agility | Extra | N/A for now | Other | Despises crayfish. Edited at October 2, 2019 06:10 PM by Kohai
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| Name |Misalis| Age |4 1/2| Gender |Female | Role |Rho; Theta | Description |Misalis is a melanistic female with fierce yellow eyes. She is quite small with a lithe build. She in unsuspecting, her muscles only somewhat defined and her presence feigning innocence. She can be seen with her constant smirk, a permanent feature on her beautiful face. | Personality |Misalis is cruel, ruthless, and unforgiving. At least, she was. Now she is changed. Dealing with this wolf can be intense, her gaze always seeming to bore through wolves uncomfortably. Her reformed character is flirtatious, luring males into her trap. She has a dry sense of humor and can be very sarcastic at times. Who knows what one might uncover if they were to get to know her better. | Strengths |Misalis is very agile, making her movements quick, smooth, and silent. This helps her with her duties and is something that has been instilled in her since training. She also has a well-trained nose, able to sense more than most other wolves. | Weaknesses |Misalis lacks brute strength. While she is capable of holding her own with even the biggest of opponents, if it came down to sheer weight she'd lose very quickly. The also fae has strong urges that she cannot control, for instance, if a wolf angers her, she becomes dangerous and vindictive--wholly obsessed with her target. | Background |Misalis is an ex-assassin. She is still very well-known for her hideous deeds, known as Misa. When the humans disappeared, she searched for where all the wolves had gone. She then came upon the school, where she found what she was looking for. It left her with a hard choice to make: kill every wolf in the school or join as one with them. She decided to join. Misalis is one that loves to chase her prey, so there was nothing interesting about having them all in one place. | Other |Cheat you, rules the read
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| Name |Railan| Age |4 1/2| Gender |Male| Species |Cougar | Appearance |Railan is a fairly large male, standing at a tall 3'5" from the withers and weighing an average of 160 pounds. Railan is tall and lean with smooth, defined muscles that aid him when strength is required. He's a little leaner than average, but it works on him. For many that see Railain upon first glance, they might think he's not much of a fighter and instead chooses partakes in other past times that wouldn't require much brute strength. His pelage is the typical tawny color of most mountain lions. However, he prides himself on having a distinctive face. He has a very pronounced jawline, creating divets nearing the lower regions of his muzzle. His nose is the perfect mix of straight and flat, widening out at the bottom to smoothen the sharp contours. Two murky swamp green-brown eyes slant slightly to create a sharp curve from the inner corners of his eyes to his wide nose. Railian's definite browbone is lined with dark markings that begin from the middle of his browbone to the bridge of his nose. The lines fade into a darker grey which covers the lower region of his face, curving with his maw until it meets his pink nose. His nose has tiny spots of black flecking it, reminding one of something like freckles. A creamy white coloring falls just below his nose, covering his maw and the undersides of his face. The color trails down his chest to his underbelly, lightening the fur around it. The contrast of the grey to white along his face creates a shadow effect, further allowing him to maintain his usual mask of indifference. One would have to look closely to see the emotions hidden in the dark depth of his cold orbs. His expressions are always that of annoyance or devoid of emotion. He is not one that's read easily. https://i.postimg.cc/4yFd3cgr/cougar-stock-6-by-hotnstock-d428wor.jpg(c) HotNStock DA | Personality |Railan is a bit of a recluse and stays to the outskirts. However, he's great to talk to whenever one wants to unload. Though he seems very intimidating, he's pretty friendly once he's familiar with who he's interacting with. His socially awkward behavior is due to his lack of socialization most of his life. Since cougars are mostly solitary, he's stayed to those ways. Only recently has he begun to branch out, attempting to talk to others as he reaches the peak of his prime. | Background |Unlike many other cougars who've been born and raised in this native land, Railan wasn't. After he'd left his mother in the second year of his life, he'd been captured and placed in this strange new world. It took some adjusting; but after maturing quickly to make surviving easier, he claimed a spot decent enough to call his own. Perhaps it was the scientists, perhaps it was a wildlife organization, perhaps it was poachers who realized they'd gotten the wrong animal. Who knows? That has yet to be discovered. (Is this okay with you? It doesn't have to be a major plot, but I wanted some flavor for his background.) | Strengths |- strong- loyal- intellect- good leader- patient | Weaknesses |- not very agile- quickly tempered- hesitant to trust- unwilling to follow orders- unfamiliarity with the area around him | Other |Avocadoes just ain't where it's at..
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WOLF FORM 2 | Character Name |Liyan | Age |4 1/2 | Gender |Female | Appearance | https://i.postimg.cc/g0Fm63RV/the-cutest-wolf-in-the-universe-by-khalliysgraphy-d9szjt3.jpg(c) Khalliysgraphy DA
| Personality |Liyan is quite a loner, not heavily involving herself in many pack activities unless needed to. She can be seen with pups and the few wolves she forms a bond with. She takes her pack duties very seriously, leaving no room for disruptions. Liyan is wise and gentle but can be quite aggressive if bothered. When not performing her duties, she likes to be in her own space, unbothered by others... | Pack |Imiq | Rank |Beta Female | Rank Desired |N/A, contented for now | History |She has a dark past from before she joined the pack, including why she is the way she is. One hint in two words: shunned assassin. More to be determined in roleplay. | Mate |Open. Though please note that I am picky and so is she. It will not come easy. I have every right to decline. | Crush |Yuck. What is that? | Pups |No squealing munchkins for now. | Other |Many, many horses!
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