OOC Hey! It's Ruki! :D Been workin' on a new skin, which is why I haven't posted much, and it's finally done! Mostly anyway. Change it to Umber Fields and you should see all the fun. There are bound to be a few kinks in the display, so please tell me if there's anything wrong, or if something just looks odd to you, like if the font's too small. :C I'm thinkin' it might be. Staff ppl should pm me with 100x100 icons. Also the mini-profile circle images are 125x125. I thought they were 100x100 at first, but no, I forgot about the circle border edits. |D Couldn't have gotten it done without the codes from the people in the credits, so silent shoutout to them. Staytuned for more weird updates. Might do some re-arranging of the boards. Anywho, hope you like it!
OLD: 4/04 Ruki says: NEW SEASON! Spring has started! We might start advertising places again now that midterms are over for all of us, and posting is back up. Not exactly OOC news, but Enheit Alpha Sinead has PUPPIES. If you wanna adopt the last one, the adopt thread is HERE! Ody and Raven have their own rules for this, so read them and adopt a pup if y'all want. SPRANG BRAAAAKE.
2/26/15 WHY HELLO! Guess who it is again. Ruki. I've been busy condensing rules and tips into a handy updated guidebook here on THIS PAGE! with the help of my fellow staff buddies. It's super important to read and make sure you get all the fun info down. The newest rule is about ALPHA ACTIVITY, so be sure to read the Lands and Territories section. The gist of it is that yall leaders gotta post once a week. If you don't POOF. No more land for you. This is a new rule, but if you haven't posted within the next few days and haven't been active in a while, you best get on that 'cause yo' land's 'bout to be snatched.
IC Spring is here at last and the land is beginning to flourish with new life once more. Young animals are plentiful and slowly others are rousing out of hibernation. April showers rain down, and springtime flowers are budding out from their winter beds. SPRING will last from April 1st - June 1st
I hate to break it to you but You're just a lonely star I try to bring you down but A level isn't good enough You always do as you please So I'm gonna follow suit And take a seat And watch you fall apart 'Cause in the end What are you without me?
Leaves twittered softly to each other, blown by the breeze gently swaying through the cliffs. The sun had just began to sink, blue skies morphing into vibrant pinks and oranges as the great yellow orb slowly slunk below the edge of the cliff that Sphuul was now making his way towards. His fur twisted almost thoughtfully in the breeze that now alternated between a gentle carress and a sharp wind, blowing his fur away from his skin, allowing his maze of scars to be shown for a precious moment. He ignored the wind, his amber eyes focused on the ground in front of him. In the fading light, the dirt under his paws grew darker, less colorful. Due to a recent shower of rain that lasted only a few minutes, the ground was moist, lenient, and his large paws left prints where they had made and lost contact.
The male slowed as the edge came into view, raising his head to catch a glimpse of the land below him. The tops of trees formed a great green floor, waving seeemingly slowly in the breeze that emptied itself from the cliff. The trees ended abruptly within a few miles, replaced by skeletons and ash. The fire had taken a decent chunk out of the land. Sphuul had left Ravensbruck during the chaos, hovering at the edge of the land. He had found a reason to remain in the land, a friend, and he waited impatiently for his moment to return. Now he feared he had returned too late. He had seen no sign of another wolf, only the beating life of the forest within.
He moved to sit within a little alcove, shaded and covered with branches while still giving him a view both of the cliffs edge and the pathway through which he had come to get here. A gentle sigh left his body, his eyes wandering down that pathway, where a single line of pawprints showed the world that someone, anyone was here. Is there another wolf at the other end of those prints? Sphuul feared company greatly, but he yearned for a sign that Ravensbruck was still here, that he had not abandoned it in it's single moment of need.