Rules
Don't use any chat speak except from Lol and G2g (not cya, u, gr8)
Use Ooc & Bic
If I ask you to go for whatever reason, please don't be difficult and argue, just leave.
This is a fantasy wolf roleplay so you may have on you're characters wings, jewellry and powers.
Please don't have to many powers and make you're wolf the best fighter, leader etc etc.
Just to check if you have read the rules.. say *Throws red skittles*

Setting
To the west, mountains rise into the clouds, only ice/wind wolves can possibly survive up there, Down to the east green lush empty fields are where many rabbits graze. To the north there is a large dark forest; Wolves do use for hiding. The south holds a river, with a waterfall, it is clear blue and ussually warm from the sun's rays.
It is summer and it's hot, good time for hunting.

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If you would like to do a list intro here is the list you can copy & paste

Name:
Age:
Breed:
Pelt/colour:
Looks:
Personality:
History:
Powers:
Jewellry:
Wing Colour(s):
You're Nickname I can call you:

Ooc: My Intro
My Character

Bic: A blur of white and blue flashed past through the tree's brushing against the twigs. Deep blue eyes focused on a ball of brown fur. A sensitive nose detected the animal. A hare. Her ears pricked at every twig that snapped under her padded feet. Her name you ask? She was known as Porfiria. Suddenly she pounced her muscles rippling and flexing. Claws outstretched and before you know it she was munching cheerfully at the kill she had made. She may hunt like an adult but she had big feet that could sometimes go in wrong places clumsily and a dopey expression of a young wolf. She couldn't quite remember her past but she did remember, in her previous pack that once, she had been angry, furious in fact. Rage had bubbled up inside her and she wouldn't let anyone stand in her way not even her Father who she loved and adored. Her chewing came to an abrupt halt as she suddenly didn't feel strong enough to eat. Not even strong enough to breath from that painful yet powerful memory of the slashing claws, the violent snarls. Which once had slit her fathers chest and chopped off an ear. A blue tear trickled from her huge wonderous eyes. She sighed and curled in a ball, cuddling the rabbit like it was the only thing she had left in her life. She shielded her wings over it and licked it like it was her own. But her eyes felt heavy and soon, she was fast asleep.

Name: Nyxala
Age: 18
Breed: Ice wolf
Pelt/colour: black
Personality: She is stern, but definitly has a fun side. Aiming to be an alpha someday.
Powers: Can shoot ice when angry, from mouth.
Jewelry: A single gold earring
Wing Colour(s): Black and gold
Nickname: Nyx

Ooc: Finally someone posted ! :3

((You may want to make profiles a separate post, and repost your original action.))

Nyxala sniffed the crisp wind. It was chilly, even in the height of summer. She smiled, as wolves do and seeked the source of that delicious smell.

Name: Stephanie
Age: 15
Breed: cat
Pelt/colour: blue
Looks: aswome
Personality: friendly
History: to be written
Powers: can make people do stuff for her
Jewellry: big shiney pendant
Wing Colour(s): white
You're Nickname I can call you: Kittykat

Porfiria padded through the trees, weaving in and out. Her paws barely touched the ground. Rarely other wolves could walk such a light and flowing pace. Her nose was high above her and she sniffed the air. The lovely scent of lush green grass awaited. She finally got out of the trees into a clearing. She started playfully rolling in the grass. She then stared at the blue sky and the clouds. Gave her wings a quick glance and thought better of it. She shouldn't fly now because it was very windy up in the skies. She could tell because the clouds were moving so quickly.

Name: Shadow
Age: 18
Breed: Ice wolf
Pelt/colour: Brown/black
Looks:http://th01.deviantart.com/fs13/300W...SpiritWolf.jpg
Personality: he looks like a really mean person which he is sometimes. But has a nice side to him but does not talk to much.
History: He has never been welcomed fully into a pack since the leader always says that he will cause trouble for them so he just wonders around helping other packs by giving them food. He does not let himself be seen when he gives the pack the food so they say that he is a spirit that comes to help those in need.
Powers: Invisibility
Jewellry: None
Wing Colour(s): Black
You're Nickname I can call you: Shadow

Shadow wondered threw the forest looking for food. He needed food because the last thing he had killed he gave to a small pack of wolves that had three small pups. He soon found a few deer and crept closer to them slowly.

ooc; Welcome everyone (:

((thank you))

Ooc: Anyone going to post?

Nyxala ran and ran. It felt good, the crisp wind ruffling her hair. She was hungry so she hoped she could reach it soon. She stopped midway to check the scent trail, before hurrying on. She flapped her wings a little, hurrying her up.

Shadow ran after a deer and caugh one of the slow weak ones. He howled with with happyness as he started to eat the deer

Porfiria looked up towards the clouds once again, they had slowed but it was still to windy for flying so she decided to keep walking into the trees. Her belly rumbled as a reminder on her hunger level. She sniffed the air and a strong scent of deer was in the air. But it smelt dead. Porfiria walked on, slower now, warily. She could see a wolf. Her eyes narrowed as he munched on the deer carcus. She licked her lips but stayed away.

Nyxala halted. There were already two wlves there. One cleaning the carcass, and the other with its hackles raised. The blue and white one seemed to be intent on the dark brown one, and the maple colored one was concentrating on its kill. She froze and tired to figure out her best course.

Shdow senced two other wolves and looked up. One was blue and white and stared at his kill. The other one was black and was just looking around. He stayed where he was and stayed calm, he wanted to see what the two wolves would do.

Nyxala took a step forward, but went no farther. She was unsure what either of them would do.

Porfiria glanced at the darker wolf. Was it brave or stupid? As Pofiria could see this was a fully grown male. Porfiria also took a step forward but, in acts of respect, she bowed down. Her right leg went forward, her left kneeled and her head on the ground. After 3 seconds she stood up again. She hoped that she didn't look too young with her big paws and she tried to hide the dopey expression with a stern look. By the looks of things it wasn't fooling anyone. She knew she could hunt like an adult but she was a bit too small to bring down such a big deer. It looked like a stag.

Shadow stood up and bowed at the two of them. He saw that they did not want ot start a fight and were just hungery. He backed away from the meat so that if they wanted some they could come and take it

Nyxala walked forward, trying to hold herself back. She had not found food in a while, made harder by by the fact that she was the last of her pack. Perhaps, she thought to herself, I could make a new pack. It was always easier to hunt together than alone.
Nyxala reached the stag carcass and took a bite. Delicious. She would have closed her eyes if she dared. There was still a sliver of doubt about these wolves within her. Perhaps more than a sliver.

Porfiria warily padded forward, her eyes flickering between the male and female wolves. She took a bite out of the deer and wagged her tail slightly; Keeping her deep blue eyes open. She was curious about these wolves. But she was curious with any new wolf. But these ones seemed different...

Shadow smiled as he watched the two eat. He knew that he should have eaten more but it looked like they needed it more then he did. He layed down a few feet from the other two and watched them eat.

Nyxala finished and bowed her head in respect. She said "Thank you" and waited.

Shadow smiled at the black wolf "you are welcome my friend."