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
"Cause I'd rather be caught dead, than be weak, And in my last days I'll still be standing strong ,"
this is me in the flesh,
NAME: Hayashi ( Japanese for forest ) NICKNAME(S): 'ashi. PRONUNCIATION: hay-AH-shee. POSITION: Dominor.
taste the sky,
AGE: Five years of age. GENDER: Female. BREED: Gray Wolf. HEIGHT: 30 inches at the shoulder. APPEARANCE: Striking, tempting, beautiful, she is. With fur as soft as silk, and features warm and friendly, Hayashi is sure to attract anyone.
Her coat is a blend of soft cream and white. A white mask covers her muzzle, running up the bridge of her nose to stop inbetween her light blue eyes. A white line leads down her neck to spread out over her chest and under belly, blending into the honey-cream of her torso. Her two front paws are also white, along with the tip of her tail and some flecks on her legs. The rest is cream.
Hayashi has a strong, thick build, and holds it with confidence and grace. Sleek muscles round the edges of her body, rippling with each even step. She moves with control, elegance, and is breath-taking in everything she does. She is built for endurance; to run, to fight, and doesn't fail to meet those standards. She truly is something else.
thoughts that make me go insane,
PERSONALITY: Like a songbird, Hayashi appears graceful, marvelous, even beautiful. But you never judge a book by it's cover.
She may be that, but Hayashi is not, in any means, timid, or weak. She doesn't give in on the first bump in the road, or give in to pain or misfortune. She has a very strong mind, and a very strong opinion. She speaks her mind, and doesn't back down to just anyone. This can make her come off as hard-headed, but she'd much rather be stubborn than incapable. She is very cautious about any wolf, and it isn't easy to gain her trust. But once you do, she's an open book.
She may be difficult, but that doesnt mean she isn't tactful. Hayashi respects wolves that respect her, and can accept others as her equal or better. She knows how to be a good leader, and when to silence her own thoughts and let someone step ahead. She doesn't like to gain enemies, and will do almost anything to keep someone from disliking her. But if she doesn't like you, however, that's a different story.
Hayashi is very emotional, and can easily feel envious or aggravated or upset, and can seem delicate and frail if she is. But if you push her buttons, it won't take long for her to go off. She's very controlled and mature about those situations, but not all the time. She won't stand to be mocked, pushed around, belittled, or mistreated. Therefore, she can get quite angry and aggressive.
Hayashi can be sweet and selfless, under all the steel. Not to any wolf, but to the right one. Loving, gentle, and soft spoken. It's an almost unseen side of her, known only to few wolves like Xercese and Micara. It's hard to imagine a strong leader to be so enamored.
Sometimes, Hayashi is a hard wolf to see eye to eye with. She can be humble and gentle, but also unreachable and flustered. But she knows how to handle herself and other situations, leaving her likeable as a leader and a good wolf.
all over my shoulder,
FATHER: Kabir. MOTHER: Mialyn. SIBLINGS: N/A HISTORY: Hayashi was born to two loving parents out in the east, but she never got to know them as well as most pups do. When she was young, her pack was ambushed by a stray band of dominors. They killed without thought, they destroyed anything in their way, and they kidnapped the young. Hayashi just so happened to be one of these stolen pups. They dragged her away, kicking and screaming for her parents, who lay dead on the ground.
She grew up with these ragtag wolves, and the few pack members that had been stolen with her. They never stayed in one place, and Hayashi never had a place to really call home. They lived a very cautious life, always on the prowl for unsuspecting packs to attack. She had to witness the slaughter of many innocent lives as a young wolf, not to mention her own torture as well. The leader had taken a fancy to Hayashi, and wanted to make her his. Despite all of her efforts to get away, he would mount her and beat her and no one asked questions.
The dominors had a feeling someone was following them. Paranoid, they came up with a plan to disperse so they wouldn't get caught. They dropped Hayashi and the others off at the Auction Rock, and they split up in different directions. Hayashi was free, but not so much. Now, she was in a new territory, and was terrified.
At the auction rock, a lone wolf with the name of Xercese came up to her. She didn't know what to say to him. He wasn't flinging rude comments at her like the others, but was actually treating her like a wolf. She didn't trust it. Could he be tricking her? Would he beat her down when she followed him into the woods? She had nothing to follow but instinct, and somehow, she did it. He offered to take her away from here, and that's all that mattered. Hayashi walked after the brute, confused when he said he didn't have a land yet, or slaves, or anything else. Was he starting anew? Or was he really not cruel?
Xercese claimed a land, easily stealing Hayashi's heart throughout the night. She couldn't help but fall for him. When she fell, she fell hard; and she was only glad he liked her enough back. Later that year, Hayashi and Xercese had puppies together. They had already begun to start a pack, and she was glad to watch over their land while he went and retrieved more members.
She was Alphaess, she was happy, she was free. And she was doing fine until she stumbled into Mirage. A twisted sensation always coursed through her veins as she thought her name, thought what she really could do to her life. Mirage came between her and Xercese, her and her pack, her and her mind. Hayashi couldn't think straight with her around. She never knew why she had a reaction as such, but it was there. Her anger was haunting her.
Life continued as planned, though. Everyone got a long fine, even Mirage. But then, Xercese vanished. Trying not to panic, Hayashi decided to give him a few days for him to return, but after a week, she still hadn't seen his face. She panicked. She felt as though he took something with him, a part of her. She couldn't concentrate on anything, and had to deal with Mirage mocking her in her subtle ways of her loss. Hayashi tried to ignore the wolves coming into her life; Malou, Remorse, wolves who passed by; anyone. She didn't want to be hurt again, she couldn't trust again.
And then he came back, just like that. She was confused beyond belief. Why did he leave? Why was he such a mess? Her happiness couldn't shine through her empty shell. She didn't know how to react. He still loved her, she knew. But she wasn't sure at first. He seemed like a different wolf, distant to her. Hayashi had just finished a fight with Malou, so her mind was muddled, and she was in physical pain, too. She continued blocking everything out.
And he was gone... again. She couldn't explain the numbness that followed. And after, everyone left. Even Mirage. Her puppies... gone. Remorse, Malou... gone. Xercese was gone. And she only had one option. She left her land, trudging to the Auction Rock. Back to being a slave. Back to the torture. Back to the pain. Back to her nightmares.
Hayashi stumbled through the auction rock, her mind blank, her feelings muddled. She felt betrayed, alone. And scared of being a slave again. And as she was being pushed around by a future buyer, she saw Micara, and old pack friend. Something from her past. The feelings that rushed through her at that moment they locked eyes, was unexplainable. She felt overjoyed, but pained, ecstatic, but cautious. And was Xercese with her? Could she handle seeing him?
They left the auction grounds together, leaving a mess behind them. They catch up on the way, sharing experiences after the pack broke up. The pain they both felt. As they ran, the bumped into none other than Xercese. Hayashi was stunned into silence, and she could only watch as Micara spoke for her, as Mirage showed up at the clearing also. And could only run as Xercese chose Mirage, over her.
Thats the last memory she has of her mate, her lifelong partner. Of any of her pack members. She doesn't like to think of her past, and doesn't dwell on what could have been. She could have spent the rest of her life with Xercese, with Micara. But her stupid heart had got in the way of that, her frail heart that couldn't handle the pain that came with seeing him again. Hayashi wandered to new lands, the lands of Ravensbruck. She vowed to herself to start anew, to start strong, but her pain still grows.
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AGE: 6 years of age. GENDER: Male. BREED:Eastern wolf. HEIGHT: 30 inches. APPEARANCE: Kaden's coat is a honey-golden brown that blends into a pale white on his legs, belly, and chest. He has coarse fur, though you can't tell from just looking at it. It appears to be soft, thin, and moves around with the wind a lot, but it's rougher and he doesn't clean it much. He has a black stripe going half-way down his shoulder, mixing in with the golden fur. On his back he has several black stripes and marks on the darker hued fur. His head follows the same pattern, although he has black ears and stripes coming away from his yellow left eye, and his pale blue discolored one. His tail is a mix between gold and black, with the black overruling the other color.
Cay has a masculine build, but not to the extent that it shows. He's not as beefy as the other larger, tougher wolves, but he's not weak either. His skin still ripples with each step, but more blatant. Kad has large paws, thick, more fluffier fur, and a few scars on his right shoulder. His muzzle is also more abnormally sized, but it fits in with his off sized body.
thoughts that make me go insane,
PERSONALITY: His disorder today would be known as ADHD, mixed with tourettes with a little bit of a child's heart, or he's just special. He's always smiling distantly, and his face is really blank and it never looks like he's paying attention to what was going on around him. His eyes are constantly rolling and moving, and he fidgets a lot. He moves and flexes his paws, plays with his tongue, bites and chases his tail, or paces and wiggles his whole body. With him, he has to move. He ends up bouncing if he can't, or when he's sitting or laying down. However, he always appears happy.
He doesn't believe there's any evil in life, and if there is he doesn't see it. Some crude comment would go in one ear and out the other without registering. He almost skips when he walks, and sways. His tongue lolls out, his common I'm-not-here-all-the-way look. Kaden enjoys sitting with himself and playing with odd objects, and has a large, rather giant, imagination. He sees and points at things that are not there.. or speaks of something non-existent. Nothing about him seems to communicate so it's common he might walk funny, his voice slurring, or he acts mute. Kad's unpredictable, and likes taking the road less traveled by, or one not even there.
all over my shoulder,
FATHER: Kahira. MOTHER: Sayahna. SIBLINGS: n/a HISTORY: When he was born, he was odd from the start. Maybe it was because his mother was already dying when she went into labor, so it seemed to him he just appeared into the world rather than born. Some say he hit his head on the way out, but they never did come to a conclusion. Kaden had a goofy smile on his face all through his first fews days, and had a weird growth pattern. He'd hang by himself playing with sticks and rocks, tripping and stumbling and crashing into things. His face always looked dazed like he was zoning out, but he never missed a beat in his pack life. Others thought it was because of the loss of his mother, or some gene messed him up. But he looked normal, he just didn't act right.
He was one when things really started to go downhill. He was getting more and more distant, and making less sense by the minute. When he was asked a question, he'd reply with some crazy statement. Slowly people started backing away from him, and soon he was the pack's outcast. Not that he was bothered by this; he still played and smiled crookedly to everyone he saw, not even noticing how they sneered. Life was happy for him, and nothing could go wrong in his little world. He didn't care if his Dad didn't accept of him, he'd go his own way.
During meal time one morning, all mouths paused as Kaden walked straight through the group, his eyes blank and jaw clamped. He kept walking and walking.. looking more serious than he ever had, but he wasn't all there. He walked out and up a path, and no one knew what he was doing. They were all hushed as they watched. Not a soul stopped him, and he just kept going, paws catching themselves on everything. He wandered through numbers of forests, playing with birds and squirrels and rocks and sticks. The sun was up 24/7 for him, everything happy. Every once in a while he'd get stuck somewhere and not eat for days, but he recovered like it was just a scratch. Since then, he doesn't stay one place for a while.
[color=460041][font=matisse itc][size=3]"Fairytales [/font][/size][font=verdana][size=1] live in me,[/font][/size][/color] [color=460041][font=matisse itc][size=3]fables[/font][/size][font=verdana][size=1] coming from my memory,[/font][/size][/color] [color=460041][font=matisse itc][size=3]fantasy [/font][/size][font=verdana][size=1]is not a crime,[/font][/size][/color]
BREED: Arctic x Grey wolf HEIGHT: 28 inches. APPEARANCE: Adelina is almost a spitting image of her mother, Kasimira, in all aspects. Just as stunning and sleek, Adelina is strikingly beautiful and powerful in stature. Her bold personality shines through her appearance, giving her a domineering feel about her. She is well-bred, with rounded muscles and chiseled bones. Her shimmering coat is colored all black, except for stark white tips on her ears, tail, and paws as a slight reminder of her father. To top it all off, her soft, yet piercing eyes are a light baby blue. She's a beautiful wolf, no doubt.
thoughts that make me go insane,
PERSONALITY: As the third born pup, Adelina's personality is in between those of her siblings; she's a blend of both her brother's dominance and her sister's meekness. She is slightly arrogant like her brother, but not to the same extent or fashion. Her arrogance is more confidence than anything, not a boasting self-pride. She doesn't cast herself on others, but rather has that courageous air about her that seems to be contagious. Adelina's positive outlook on life makes her a rock for others, and she doesn't let much keep her from smiling. She's strong willed and outgoing, the most adventurous of the bunch. She's always wiling to try something new and isn't afraid of a good challenge. Because of this, and her slight temper, she enjoys butting heads with her brother. Oftentimes they can find themselves fighting and bickering, but mostly for good-natured fun.
Adelina is deathly protective of her sister. Although she knows that Dresna can take care of herself, Adelina would do anything to keep her sister safe. Naturally, she is a protective of all the wolves she loves, and her love is strong. Once Adelina bonds with a wolf, to her, that bond is unbreakable. She would break her back to do something for them, anything for them and is the kind of wolf that always has your back. She has slight abandonment issues as a result of this, and can't stand losing someone she cares for.
all over my shoulder,
FATHER: Tortuga MOTHER: Kasimira SIBLINGS: Dresna [f], Marzell [m] HISTORY: Kasimira gave birth to Adelina and her siblings last year, and they all had a solid upbringing. Adelina enjoyed her family life and took pride in them. She adored her siblings and would spend most of her days romping around and playing games under the sun. Although she didn't see much of their father, the busy alpha that he was, she felt that their family was strong, unbreakable. She was proved wrong once the fire came.
She was separated from her siblings, pushed by the fire to the north. Her mother had not been with them when the fire came, and the three small pups couldn't manage to stay together. As chaos ensued, she thought she saw Marzell manage to hang on to Dresna, but she couldn't see much through the veil of smoke. Sure that she wouldn't be able to find her siblings, she headed for safety. She ran, dodging fire and debris, to any place that she could. for days she ran until she left the fire behind, becoming completely lost in the process. Alone and unaware of her surroundings, Adelina knew she had to make it back to her family. She felt responsible for them getting separated and couldn't bear the thought of any of them being hurt or injured. She was worried sick; she had to know. Now, it has become her quest to find her family in the wreckage she once called home.
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