Gavaar lifted his head, pleasantly wagging his tail. Vermillion was next to him, scenting the air hopefully. The pack was spread out behind the Alpha Male and the Healer Wolf. Millie rarely ever participated in hunts, but this one was special. This one the night of the full moon, when the entire pack gathered together, no matter their age or the strength of their skills, and they hunted as one. Their minds seemed to merge together and they moved so fluidly together. It was on the night of the full moon. Only the full moon. No other pack did what Pack Honor did. It was amazing. It was like the pack became one being, one spirit, one wolf. And on this night, Gavaar led the charge.
There was a large male moose. The bull didn't notice the wolves yet, for the wolves were stealthy and were as silent as the still air. Then, an attack. Together, united, the wolves could bring down any prey on this glorious night. The full moon lighted their way as the wolves, one by one, brought down the impressive beast. The moose tried to escape, but to no use. Its attempt was in vain. The howling pack slashed with blunt claws, their fangs sharp and their eyes hungry. Each move they made was carefully planned, all symmetrical to the other wolves that were attacking. At the same exact time, three large wolves leaped onto the moose's back while four wolves fanned out and flanked the moose, slashing and hacking evenly and with fluid grace. The moose was slain within minutes, but to the wolf pack, Pack Honor, it felt like the most wonderful lifetime. Each move they made, each precise, clear, flawless movement, was permanently etched into their minds. The world seemed to go in slow motion, making their attacks perfect and more precise. Their senses were heightened and sharpened on this clear, shining night. And just as fast as it had started, the hunt was now over.
The pack dragged the moose back to their camp and feasted that full moon. But that night, that night, while the wolves were all sleeping comfortably, their bellies full and their pelts warm and soft, their nests lined with moss and feathers, disaster struck. A huge forest fire wiped out the entire forest that the wolves lived in. No plant was spared, no piece of prey still alive. Half the pack perished in the mighty, unforgiving flames. Half the pack, gone in the bl
ink of an eye. Gavaar and his pack are starting anew. They are on a journey, travelling far and wide, searching for a new home. His pack, although weaker and much smaller in number, are still strong. They are steadfast and are united. They stand tall, and they will find a new home. Will you join them?
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RULES:
1. Please use the form I give you, or else you will not be accepted.
2. Wait until you are accepted before you start RPing.
3. Please be as realistic as possible in your posts. Try to include a lot of detail!
4. No power-playing, god-modding, etc.
5. You may have as many characters as you like, as long as you can handle all of them.
6. Try to keep the number of females and males as equal as possible.
7. Be nice to other RPers! Try not to start any arguments.
8. If you read all of the rules, please put the word United in your form.
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PACK HONOR:
Alpha Male: Gavaar - SugarSnow
Alpha Female: Angel - mercyme6
Beta Male: Korven - queenkira
Beta Female:
Delta Male:
Delta Female:
Healer Wolf: Vermillion (Millie) - SugarSnow
Omega Male:
Omega Female:
Members:
Aerya - queenkira
Nursing Wolves:
Pups:
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LONERS:
Aislin - Yummiland
Xylon - queenkira
Taro - mercyme6
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Crushes:
Mates:
Gavaar + Angel
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Season:
Spring
Weather:
Warm, sunny, breezy
Prey:
Plentiful and fat