Those Who Survive ~ Wolf RP Thread
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Posted 3 days ago
The she-wolf blinked at Lilith for a moment, studying her from her place across the clearing. "Are you the leader?" Sparrow called, staying back a bit cautiously. |
 Darksight #148138 |
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Posted 3 days ago
Eliza looks back at Rebel before looking back in front of her. She didn't where she was going, but she ends up landing the two in a small clearing. She wanted to speak, say something, but she doesn't. She stays silent. She wipes her paws on the ground before moving to lay under a tree, letting the sounds around them fill the silence |
 Freaks #129820 |
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Posted 2 days ago
Rebel kept with the alpha, keeping his distance. He gave a concerned glance towards her. Rebel had payed some attention to where they were going, and he did not like how close they were to the powered side. |
 ŞĦỮŇҜΔ ŴΔŘΔҜ’ƗŇ #46065 |
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Posted 2 days ago
Eliza hums, calming herself down by humming a small song. Her ears twitch, drooping back while her tail is curled around her paws. She didn't mind being where she brought them to. No one was going to suddenly attack, right? |
Freaks #129820 |
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Posted 1 day ago
Rebel didn't sit or lay. He listened sharply into the woods, being as careful as he could be. The cool grass felt nice on his paws as he stood. |
ŞĦỮŇҜΔ ŴΔŘΔҜ’ƗŇ #46065 |
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Posted 1 day ago
Eliza lays her head on the ground, closing her eyes. She was finally calming down, no longer snapping at others. If felt nice, even better knowing she wasn't alone like she wanted |
Freaks #129820 |
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Posted 22 hours ago
Kaelune nodded briskly, rising with a stretch. "I'm hungry. Imma go find a snack." She licked her muzzle eagerly. She turned without another word into the woods. Rebel - Warrior of normal - 2 1/2yrs - Location: woods - Tags: Eliza Rebel paced slightly in the small clearing. He was slightly nervous, but it did not show in the hard expression he gave. He kept flicking his ears at noises, even if it was just the wind. |
ŞĦỮŇҜΔ ŴΔŘΔҜ’ƗŇ #46065 |
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Posted 21 hours ago (edited)
Lost-Traveler/loner-3 yrs-location: powered territory -tags:(open) The large female pad through the trees her muzzle to the ground and ears pricked.The faint scent of wolf drifted on the breeze making her curiously follow. lets hope this one doesn't end as badly as the first? she thought to herself making her way down a steeper hill her antlers currently the size of the average red deer brushed a low branch almost getting tangled In its leaves.She paused at the bottom of the hill relocating the scent and shaking herself off before padding off once more the soft chatter of sleepy birds in her mind. Her muzzle scrunched at a fowl smell of rotting meat choosing to check it out,just in case it was a turned. The thought sent a small shiver down and along her spine but she followed the scent anyway relaxing to realize it was just a very dead wolf. aw how sad she thought with a shake of her head. "may you rest well" she murmured dropping a flower upon the wolfs decaying pelt vowing to come bury it later on. With that lost turned trotting through the brush once more locating the scent of wolf once more and adjusting her pace to a brisk walk instead. She glanced up spotting a figure high in a tree, they looked rather cool sitting up there with what appeared to be wings upon their back? how curious,they didn't seem like they would be friendly though,actually looked like they planned to murder strangers,not very reassuring. storm-warrior of power-4 1/2 yrs-location: -tags:(open)Kaelune Storm nodded "be safe!" she called before Kae had slipped out of camp.She ruffled her wings her feathers fluffing up against a wind.It seemed safe,thank the stars lets hope it stays that way. Her eyes scanned the camp and area around it pausing on a spot shed sworn shed seen movement. Her body tensed slightly but relaxed once more when it showed to be just a bird likely flying to its nest. She spread her wings and stood launching off the branch and moving higher enjoying the momentary feel of wind in her wings. Stopping a branch or so from the top splaying her wings out for balance before settling down once more. Now completely focused on keeping an eye of her pack mates and another for threats to said pack mates. raven-hunter of normal-4 1/2 yrs-location: powered pack camp-open plains-tags:(open) The winged hunter stretched standing inside a large field and gazing around.Feeling she was completely alone she spread her multi colored wings and started trotting through the field flapping them in different ways trying to figure out how to properly flap them. surely its not that hard right? she thought mildly disappointed in herself for starting so late. She frowned speeding up a bit to an almost sprint managing to rise maybe 6 inches from the ground. In her celebrating she dropped back down and huffed at herself in annoyance moving to try again. Raven sighed repeating the same thing but for some reason couldn't rise again! DANG IT! she snapped in her head pinning her ears. Her pace slowed eventually stopping and sitting down trying to figure out what the hell she was doing wrong! maybe I'm curling my wings to much? she spread her white wing curling it and flapping it testing different amounts of curve. Soren-hunter of normal-5 yrs-location: normal camp-tags:(open) With a small sigh the male rose from his place in the shade padding to the middle of the clearing. His head turned slowly making sure camp was safe before he went to sleep early.Soren much like birds,liked to get to sleep when the sun went down and rise the second it rose once more. Not seeing any threats he turned padding over to the den and settling down in his spot which was far,far from ravens. Which,wait,shes still gone? maybe she finally got the hint and left! he thought with a snort. Soren laid his head down his ears momentarily pricking at the soft bird song that was beginning to fade away as it got darker. Stream-Hunter of normal-3 yrs-location: normal camp-tags:(open) Stream shifted anxiously where did Eliza go? wasn't she here earlier? actually the whole camp is a bit empty! she thought concerned something had happened to her pack mates. She stood then sat back down unsure on what to do,she doubted Soren would care,nor take her very seriously,who else could she tell about her worries? |
 Ghost of the lost #86186 |
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Posted 19 hours ago (edited)
Ranger - Hunter of Powered (not yet lol) - 4yrs - Location: Healer's den -> powered camp open plains - Tags: Eva, Rhian, Raven, Chakshu (mentioned) "Oh, his name is Rhian? I think he's really cute. And the wolf I rescued I think is fine. I think she was a loner. By the way, thanks for bringing me back." Ranger replied to Eva. "Oh! I have something for you," he said, rummaging in his pouch. Pulling out the bandages from his wings that he had pulled off before swooping to save Chakshu, he said, "I carefully took these off so you could salvage them, if possible. It is possible, right?" He began to pull scraps of moss around Rhian as he said, "Hate to stop snuggling, little guy, but I have to go." Heaving himself to his feet and leaving Rhian curled up amongst soft moss scraps, Ranger picked up his removed wing bandages and trotted over to Eva, depositing them at her paws. "Now if it's ok with you, Doc," he said, smiling, "I'm going to go try and find Raven and help her learn to fly." He then turned towards the scent trail of Raven and trotted along it towards an open area. As he was coming closer towards it, he heard a wolf muttering to themselves and the flapping of wings, feathered wings, if he wasn't mistaken. Coming out of the trees, he saw Raven, who was sitting and trying out some different wing forms. "Need some help?" Ranger asked, coming up to her. (im just going off of things about flying for when ranger teaches raven, like what i remember from Eragon by Christopher Paolini and a magic school bus episode lol) |
 EragonShadeslayer #147058 |
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Posted 19 hours ago
pausing she looked up momentarily surprised to see Ranger there. "Oh,no I'm alright I prefer learning alone thank you" she replied after a moment.Asking for help was not something she enjoyed,or cared much for at all,she preferred to just struggle through trail and error. |
Ghost of the lost #86186 |