The Wolves of Glory Falls

This RP takes place on an island off the maps. This island isn't ordinary. Not at all, for wolves live here, in a pack. Not ordinary wolves though, ones with a power, and a trait. These wolves live here, hunt and survive. Will you join them and be offered protection? Or will you be a loner, hunting for you, and you only?

Rules
1. Be nice!
2. No godmodding!
3. No power playing
4. Code your forms!
5. Put a smile any other color than yellow in your form to prove you have read the rules.
6. Keep it PG
7. I am goddess. Follow my rules
8. I have the right to edit these rules at any time.

Form

Code:

[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Description:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Trait:[/b]
[b]Ability:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Crush (optional):[/b]
[b]Mate (optional):[/b]
[b]Young (optional):[/b]
[b]Other:[/b]

Ranks

Spoiler:

Dens

Spoiler:

The Pack

Leader-

Twix:

Healers-

Ivy:

Fighters-

Showa:

Hunters-
Sitters-
Elders-
Trainees-

Star:

Omegas-

Username:Violet270
Name: Raiia Verisessë
Gender: Female
Age: 4 years 5 months
Description:Eye Color- Brown
Coat Length- Long
Coat Color- White
Secondary Coat Color- Cream
Height- 26 Inches
Markings- N/A
Build- Small and bulky, with large paws.

Personality:Raiia is a darling wolf doing her best to look out for those around her . She is very playful when around those who she is close to but can become very competitive. She can be extremely affectionate to those she loves and she can keep secrets fairly good though she usually doesn't have any words of advice to give. Despite all this, she can be very harsh to those who find themselves around her when she is moody and unhappy. She can be hard to reason with and rather quarrelsome when someone challenges her beliefs and will stand by them until the end as some might call her “stubborn” because of it. She can be very outgoing and is usually out talking to others or doing something with someone. She seeks good attention from all directions and can be very flirtatious with others. She can be very laid back at times when she is one of her moody phases and can avoid solving her problems even if they are important. All in all she is usually very cheerful, happy, and playful, sometimes stubborn, competitive and moody.
Trait: Retractable set of fangs. As in a second pair.
Ability: Power over the wind
Rank:Hunter
Crush (optional): Maybe..
Mate (optional):Nope
Young (optional):Nope
Other:

Please look at my form for reference and re-read the rules.

Username: SoftPink
Name: Showa
Gender: Female
Age: 5
Description:

Spoiler:

Personality: RP'd
Trait: Large fangs.
Ability: Invisibility
Rank: Fighter
Crush (optional): None yet.
Mate (optional): None yet.
Young (optional): None yet.
Other: Nope.

Accepted, but a trait is something like wings, retractable fangs, enormous muscles etc.

Username: Albinosilver
Name: Kif
Gender: Female
Age: 4 years
Description: A light gray she-wolf with white spotches along her back and tail. Her eyes are an icy blue with white streaks under them.
Personality: Generally easy going, but quite hard to deal with if angered. I'll RP it d:
Trait: Looming webbed wings, topped with feathers. (I'll have to draw a picture to show you what I mean x3)
Ability: Her wings are actually invisible most of the time, so she can use them to fight without anyone noticing what hit em ;3
Rank: Leader? ouo mebbe d:
Crush (optional): dunno
Mate (optional): dunno...
Young (optional): meh d:
Other: We'll see..

There isn't really a plot, actually. It's more of a free-reign sort of RP. Accepted, Softpink.

Username: StarShaper
Name: Ivy
Gender: Female
Age: 2 years
Description:

Spoiler:

Personality: Sweet, kind and caring. Will RP the rest out.
Trait: What if I want her to look like a normal wolf?
Ability: Ability to heal.
Rank: Healer
Crush (optional): -
Mate (optional): Bronze (my other wolf character, but I won't RP him)
Young (optional): Star (another one of my wolf characters)
Other: -

Username: StarShaper
Name: Star
Gender: Female
Age: 9 months
Description: Looks like Ivy, but with bronze wings.
Personality: Energetic, ambitious and a tad bit annoying and loud. She loves to play bug her mom. Other will be RP'd.
Trait: Bronze angel wings, not too large but not too small either. Big enough for her to fly.
Ability: Super-speed.
Rank: Trainee to be a Fighter.
Crush (optional): -
Mate (optional): -
Young (optional): -
Other: Mother is Ivy, Father is Bronze.

((Accepted, but maybe Ivy can have fangs that she can hide if she wants to. It could come in handy. We may start now. :3))

Twix opened her eyes ever so slightly and stood up. The bright sunlight filtered into her den, dapples coating her pelt. She unfurled her wings, ruffling them. She took a deep breath, ready for a new day, and quickly lick her chest. She walked out of her den and headed to the fresh-kill pile. Grabbing a rabbit, she laid down in a bright patch of sunlight. Twix bit into the juicy meat, smiling.

Ivy lifted her head, her jaws stretching into a huge, silent yawn. She squinted from the light shining through the rooftops of the trees. Ivy looked to her left, saw Twix, and started to slink over toward her leader. "Morning Twix." She said shyly.

"Greetings, Ivy. Have you been to the Falls lately to look for any signs?" Twix asked. Her purple eyes were twinkling, and a half-eaten rabbit sat at her paws. Her head was slightly cocked to the side, the way a domestic dog would when they were confused or questioning.

"No, but I'll go if you wish for me too." Ivy responded. Her tail twitched. "I've been a bit busy and all, with Star and her wings that just grew in. Even though the Sitters are great at their job, Star just seems to get away from them too much." Ivy sighed and sat down. "I think her greatest joy is to bug me while I'm working. At least she's quiet when she's sleeping..." She glanced at a den over to her right.

Twix chuckled a little bit. "Well, she's still young. And she's decided to become a fighter, yes?" She asked. "Then Showa will train her. Oh, and I almost forgot, no you don't need to head to the Falls right now. In a bit." And with that, she began eating her rabbit once again.

Ivy stood next to Twix, unsure of what to do next. "Okay, thank you, Twix." She dipped her head respectfully to her leader then padded away. Ivy spotted a small mouse in the fresh-kill pile, and took it. Ivy curled up under the Healer's Tree and nibbled on the mouse. Although Ivy always seemed skittish and unsure, she was very sure when it came to healing, and took her job very seriously. There had never been a wolf that had died in her paws.

Star opened her eyes a crack, the morning light shown in, and she closed them right away. "Urrrrgh..." Star moaned and stood up, once again opening her eyes. She stumbled out of the Trainee Den and squinted at her surroundings. She saw Twix and... ooh! There was her mom! Star bounded over to Ivy with great joy.

OOC: I edited my post

((You still need an ability. And could you change the name, by any chance? ))

Desertstar wrote:((You still need an ability. And could you change the name, by any chance? ))

OOC// That's like my wolf name. I can't sorry. What could be an ability?

((Finished mine~))

((Albinosilver, an ability is a power. Haha, and Violet, the only reason I'm asking you to change it, is because it's easier for everyone else if you made it simple.))

(( can she just not have a power d: ))

OOC// I'm sorry but I won't :/

Ivy's ears perked as she heard a call for help. I must help! she instantly thought. Ivy lept to her paws and ran as fast as as she could to the cry for help. Wait! she thought again. [i]I should get some herbs before going there, they might be too hurt to move from that spot.[i] Ivy ran to the Healer's Tree, skidded behind a puddle and quickly grabbed some herbs, cobweb and wet moss, then continued to race toward the call for help. Once she got there, she saw Showa, the mentor of Star, and quickly rushed over to help. "What happened?" Ivy panted, out of breath, as she started to clean the wounds with the wet moss and wrap them with cobwebs to stop the bleeding. "Here, have a drink first." Ivy nudged another ball of wet moss toward Showa's mouth.