.:Wolves of Feykro:. {Open}

[SteampunkWolfdog]

Ohhh sexy screenshots. Hence impulsive RP joining.

Name: Lynn
Age: 3 years
Gender: Female
Personality: Lynn was once a kind, peaceful natured, down-to-earth kind of wolf. However, months of captivity had transformed her into an aggressive, coarse, beastly warrior of a wolf, seeing enemies everywhere and friends only in her dreams. Occasionally, aspects of her old self may surface, only to be pushed back into the darkest recesses of her mind by her new, tougher self. Lynn acts before she thinks, which often lands her in dangerous situations that she only just manages to crawl out of. Kindness is suspicious to Lynn and she will not trust easily.
Origin: It has been forgotten. "All that matters to me is where I am and where I'm going."
Extras:Lynn has a couple of scars from previous fights with other wolves and predators.

[~Stargazer~]

Accepted Flob! :3

Many female
Much gender inbalance
Such new character
Wow

Name: Shem

Age: 2 Y/O

Gender: Male

Personality: Shem is a very easy going, laid back individual. He doesn't let many things in life bother him and always looks on the bright side. He's got a bit of a mouth on him, though, and his sarcastic snaps and lack of verbal filter often get him into trouble. While he doesn't mind physical fights at all, he always tries first to talk his way out of a situation. He enjoys spending his free time sleeping or eating especially and is a skilled hunter.

Origin: Shem was born into a decent sized pack along with 2 other siblings. During his yearling years, though, he was accidentally separated from his pack after wandering off while playing with his siblings. While he did love his family, his strong sense of adventure kept him from turning back to find them, and lead him to his current state in life, enjoying his lack of responsibility and free living.

Extras: Uh. Nope.

Accepted; Does this mean that you no longer want Ashera?

[sparticles]

Name: Ezekiel

Age: 4 Y/O

Gender: Male

Personality: Kiel is a rather short tempered canine who doesn't stand or crap from anyone, he'll hold his ground and fight-even to the death to protect what he claims as his. This brute has a rather sharp tongue and will often offend others by what he says even if he doesn't plan to, but will sometimes apologize if he knows he's done wrong. Sometimes he'll add cocky/sarcastic comments but nothing to serious, but even though he is an aggressive mutt, he's got another side to him to. Ezekiel is a rather loyal and protective wolf of those he claims as friends and family, risking life and limb for them, sometimes he's rather laid back and often on a wonder as he doesn't really like sitting in one space for a long period of time. Eventhough he's quite smart, and rather cunning along with being a great hunter and rather experienced-he can be a little 'dopey' at times usually tripping over and stuff, but it puts a smile on his face. Kiel doesn't really make friends easily and he finds it hard to, along with getting on with those he doesn't know-but he really means good and loves to meet others, it just takes time to get to know this stubborn wolf.

Origin: When a pup Ezekiel lived in a fair sized pack with one other sibling, his younger sister Arashai. Life wasn't to hard for the pups as their parents and pack ran around after the pups. But, once they began getting older they began to discover their personalitys and soon showed them. His younger sister got bullied a few times by a few of the older pups-seeing this it sent rage through Ezekiel and he attacked the pup that was only a few hours older than him. Angry he didn't stop-being unable to control his anger, he cause bad injuries on the pup and was told to leave the pack. Not bothered he shrugged it off and told his sister he loved her and his parents, telling them to not allow anyone to push them around. Leaving at the age of 1 Kiel remained in the forest as a solitary animal as he wasn't so good at communicating with others, now he's a fine wolf wondering alone.

Extras: He has scars covering his body from a few fights and attacks he has been involved in, and of course because of the stumbles he has.

[Jackkdaw]

[[@Rii, yush. >;3
  @Starry, oh are we not allowed to have two characters in this one? o3o

[~Stargazer~]

@Jimmy: Yes, you are xD Just making sure that you still had both chars.
@Taylor: Accepted!

[Hennessy]

Sikira shuffled through the trees heading towards a small pond she went to for a drink. Once she arrived she went to the shore and bent her headdoen, lapping up the cold water. Sikira glanced around after getting a drink and sat down boredly. She huffed and lowered down resting her head on her paws as she glanced around again, keeping watch for predators or other loners.

[~Stargazer~]

:| Kidd |:

The young female's ears drooped as she ambled along the muddy river banks of Bahyek. Not even able to find a morsel of food, she was dead tired and running short of breath. Kidd stopped abruptly and let her eyes trail off to take in her surroundings. She was headed north, towards Lo'om Lake. A blurred object shifted out of the corner of her eye and Kidd turned her head slowly towards it. A hare. It was small and looks scrawny and weak. But it was food. Jeez, it's about time. She set off towards the rabbit, eager to let her fangs sink into its flesh. Her paws made no sound in the soft dirt as Kidd eased her way forward. She crouch only a few meters away from her meal, her mouth salivating at the thought of food. I can't screw this up... Crack! A twig snapped under her paw, the hare shot out of the undergrowth and darted away from her. God Da-. Kidd burst out of the tall grass, snapping at the rabbit. Food, it was just another 4 feet away. She leaped into the air, aiming to land on the mammal. Landing right behind it, she missed. Flashing out a paw, she tripped the mammal, and Kidd made sure her fangs sunk into the neck. The furry animal fell limp under her jaws. It was a sloppy kill, but, it's food. She quickly wolfed down the meal, not wasting a single bite.

[OreoHeroz]

Name: Knux

Age: 4 Y/O

Gender: Male

Personality: Knux isn't afraid of standing up for others or for himself, and usually, he won't let the situation slip past without a hard fight. However, he is more for fun, rather than battles and aggression. He seems to be kinder around other dogs, and proves to be more of an optimistic, happy soul - even if things are down. He can be pretty obnoxious and dim-witted at times, yet is very caring and friendly. He enjoys doing solitary work, but he doesn't mind working with others if it isn't frequent. Even though Knux can be quiet or friendly, he does have a sharp-tongue that will lash out at you if provoke. He can be stubborn at times; otherwise, Knux is gentle and understanding towards you. At points, he can be slightly the daring, mischievous canine - and after finding another canine interesting, can become a bit flirtatious. He is also seen as being adventurous and curious. However, Knux has low self-esteme, meaning he easily puts himself down and negates his own abilities, gifts, etc.


Origin: Prefers to keep to himself.

Extras: He had a high tolerance to pain. By means of this is that he cannot feel pain in any circumstances. A disorder known as CIPA is in his genes. In this case, it doesn't allow him to feel pain; at points, this is a problem due to the fact that he cannot feel or know if he is severely wounded.
A scar runs across his muzzle, along with a few others on his body from stumbling into random fights with other wolves.

[~Stargazer~]

Name: Knux

Age: 4 Y/O

Gender: Male

Personality: Knux isn't afraid of standing up for others or for himself, and usually, he won't let the situation slip past without a hard fight. However, he is more for fun, rather than battles and aggression. He seems to be kinder around other dogs, and proves to be more of an optimistic, happy soul - even if things are down. He can be pretty obnoxious and dim-witted at times, yet is very caring and friendly. He enjoys doing solitary work, but he doesn't mind working with others if it isn't frequent. Even though Knux can be quiet or friendly, he does have a sharp-tongue that will lash out at you if provoke. He can be stubborn at times; otherwise, Knux is gentle and understanding towards you. At points, he can be slightly the daring, mischievous canine - and after finding another canine interesting, can become a bit flirtatious. He is also seen as being adventurous and curious. However, Knux has low self-esteme, meaning he easily puts himself down and negates his own abilities, gifts, etc.


Origin: Prefers to keep to himself.

Extras: He had a high tolerance to pain. By means of this is that he cannot feel pain in any circumstances. A disorder known as CIPA is in his genes. In this case, it doesn't allow him to feel pain; at points, this is a problem due to the fact that he cannot feel or know if he is severely wounded.
A scar runs across his muzzle, along with a few others on his body from stumbling into random fights with other wolves.

Accepted :3 Welcome Oreoluff!

I like the creativity in the CIPA thing ^^

Sign ups are closed for now!

[Jackkdaw]

.: Shem :.

The young canid lay lazily sprawled out upon a river-side boulder perched halfway in the shallows of the Bahyek. This particular place tended to be one of Shem's favorite spots he'd only recently discovered since wandering into this land by chance. The constant flow of the rushing river mixed with the ferocious roaring of the waterfall not far downstream made for a relaxing atmosphere, for him anyway. Flopping onto his side, the golden-tan wolf heaved out a heavy sigh of contentment, enjoying the warm rays of the sunshine upon his hide. He'd always loved basking in the sun and often makes it one of his biggest time wasters. However, soon the usual soft breeze picked back up, and carrying with it the metallic scent of blood. In curiosity, Shem heaved himself up onto his haunches, raising his maw to the air to take in a more investigative sniff. It was then when he caught another scent accompanying the obvious blood aroma- wolf. Immediately the thought of food snapped into his mind. It was quite clear to his well-tuned senses that this particular stranger just so happened to have nabbed itself a meal. With a mischievous snicker, the male sprang from his boulder-top perch and onto the mud-caked bank of the river. Maybe he'd have a chance of talking his way into a bite of fast food. It'd worked miraculously before, so why not give it another try. If his slyly worded approach fails, which he figured it would, Shem had already decided he'd wait around for scraps. Why let a few perfectly good remains go to waste, anyway? He enjoyed hunting, but a lazy meal he was even more fond of. After not having eaten in a couple days, scavenging didn't sound like a bad idea at this point.

.: Ashera :.

The slick black pelted she-wolf trudged through the annoying tall grass of the Osley Meadow. She'd never been overly-fond of this place due to all the pestering insects who insisted on buzzing around her ears and face. Giving her still in-tact aud a quick flick to ward off some gnats, she resorted to briskly shaking her head to relieve the buzzing around her damaged ear which was unable to perform the quick flicking activity of her good ear. Huffing, Ashera made for the treeline, holding her ebony tail parallel with the golden field beneath her. She'd tolerated with this horrid place for one reason, her odd, but favorite mid-day snack of fresh honey- and Osley was the best place to find it. Yeah it was an unusual habit, and sometimes she feels more like a bear than a wolf as she seeks for the sweet honey combs, but hey, it's sure a creamy change from raw meat all the time. It wasn't long before the distinctive loud buzzing of a few bees rang in her ear drums. Following the sound and smell, she caught a glance of a conveniently low hanging hive. Tipping her head, she wasted little time before springing upward and quickly clamping her jaws down on the bottom of the hive. As quickly as she grabbed it, she gave it a good tug and released it, letting it crash to the leaf-littered floor. The bees went berserk, flying around rapidly, a few managing to land a couple stings on the canine. Ashera growled but shook it off, not letting more time pass before snatching hold of half of the now broken hive and making a b-line for the lake. Despite obtaining numerous stings, she'd made out with a good half of a honey comb with a bonus of many dead bees stuck in it. Once the insect cloud of buzzing creatures dispersed at last, Ashera flopped onto her belly on the lake side and began to gnaw away on her prize of fresh honey with a few crunchy accents of the lifeless bees.