(OMG COOL 8D

Hm... how many people should come before this starts? o3o

-will make a male charra or so later- )

[[Oh yay! :D I think I will start now.]]

Selak's slept on the ground littered with leaves, ignoring the ones falling on her nose. Another leaf fell, with dry, sharp edges, making a small cut. "Ow!" she exclaimed. Brushing the leaf off with her paw, she stood up and went to the stream, ducking her nose under, and lifting it back up when she felt no more stinging. It was cold, so her nose might have went numb. A wolf walked by her, black, with flecks of grey fur. Who is he? The wolf faded away. That water must have messed with my head. She thought.
Walking back to the pack, she thought about the wolf. Wolves do not just fade away. I'm not speaking of this to anyone. Atleast, not now. She curled up outside the den, watching the little bit of clearing that Windsor pack lived in. Yawning, she was about to doze off when Furfall padded up to her. "What is it Furfall?" trying to hide the agitation in her voice. "I saw you run off to the stream." Oh brother. She thought. "I was wondering what was wrong, so I followed you." Great. Anything else you didn't tell me? A growl emerged from Selak's throat. Furfall lowered his tail. "I saw this wolf infront of you, then I ran off." Selak's eyes widened. I'm not crazy. He saw it too. "Did you see it fade away?" she asked. Furfall barked, "Fade away? Wolves don't---" Selak's whacked her head into him. "Keep quiet!" she snarled. Furfall shook his head. "Wolves don't fade away Selak." Selak growled, "But I did see it!" Furfall shook his head. "I'm sorry, I know we are friends, but I think that that pinecone hit you too hard when you were sleeping. Furfall walked off. Stupid wolf. Selak thought. I did see that wolf fade away.
 

(Um where should I start owo

And is the fading wolf visible to all stone-holders?  And is it the same one for every one or different?
Oh and what's the power of balance -stupid- )

( -ignorethispost- ;A; )

(So do they have their stones already? o3o )

Sierra awoke to the sound of a soft breeze.  It was sort of like an eerie silence in the camp, apart from some muffled voices that were probably Selaks' and and Furfall's.  Getting up, the she-wolf shook her fur loose of some random leaves that probably straggled into her den sometime in the middle of the night.  Padding outside, Sierra went into the forest.  All of the autumn leaves were scattered across the forest floor, their colors bringing a sort of warm feeling.

The sun poked its head out from behind the fluffy white clouds.  It seemed to wave 'hello' to the Alpha that stood below.  Sierra looked down from the sky to see an odd wolf walk through the trees in front of her then.. fade away?!  What the... Wolves don't just fade away!  Is this some sort of restless spirit, perhaps?  Almost a million thoughts zoomed through Sierra's mind just as the wolf faded.  Shaking her head, the probably-deluded Alpha walked back to camp, clearly frazzled.

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Riker lay below a tree that occasionally let down some leaves to fall on his fur.  He didn't mind.  The leaves were just on their natural path to winter, where they will decompose and leave the trees bare.  The trees then get freezing cold and pure white snow falls onto their branches, signalling the first snow of winter.  Riker liked every season in their own way, except they also could all get boring over time and all had their downsides.  Winter meant prey was not plenty and the pack could far easily starve.  But nonetheless, the fun in the snow made up for a little bit.

The fighter's tail swished, stirring up more leaves which crackled and crunched as he brushed them.  They flew about, one even landing on Riker's nose.  He let out a small sneeze from the leaf's tickle and watched it float away onto the ground before him.  "Oh, little leaf," he said with a smile.  "You made me sneeze."

Name: Diamondfang

Gender: Female

Rank: Fighter

Personality: Friendly and playful with pack members, deadly with enemies. 

Appearance: Petite white wolf with black paws, muzzel, tail tip, and ears, crystal blue eyes

History: Mother died when she was little, her brother has been caring for her ever since. They have traveled a lot, looking for a pack that would let them in. She secretly fears Silvermoon, and wishes she could escape him and start a family of her own. She knows Silvermoon is only trying to protect her, but she knows she can protect herself, and she wants to do what she wants. She wishes her brother would at least care for her feelings, instead of just her health, and let her meet other male wolves, for she longs to have a mate.

Power:

Requested Power: Flight

Name: Silvermoon

Gender: Male

Rank: Hunter

Personality: Lone wolf, as some say, silent but deadly. He gets into lots of fights, and always ends up doing damage. He cares only about his sister's safety.

Appearance: Large black wolf with white paws, muzzle, tail tip, and ears, hazel eyes

History: Mother died when his sister was young, and he has been caring for her ever since. He is overprotective of Diamondfang, and you don't want to be on his bad side. Because he's a loner and a protector, he has been kicked out of several packs when he started to fight. 

Power:

Requested Power: Shape shift