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• Table of Contents

1. Introduction
2. Rules
3. Ranks
4. Season
5. Territory
6. Skelly

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• Introduction

Paw steps beat against the sodden grass. The air is heavy as you make your way through unknown territory. The rain pours down in sheets, soaking you down to the bone. The clouds are a angry grey and the menacing booming of thunder rolls of the sky. Squinting your eyes through the blinding water you see a dark forest. Desperate to get to shelter, you plunge in, not noticing the scent that marked the border. As you shake the water from your fur you see a pair of shocking blue shards peering through the tall grass.

She appears from the grass, revealing herself. The storm has not passed through and beams of sunlight filter through the canopy of pines, illuminating a ivory-furred wolfess that stands about three feet from you. Her tail dangled over her back, the traits of an Alphess. The she-wolf's pelt was sleek and healthy, her razor-sharp ivories flashing as she bared her them.

"I am Algaliasirace, owner of these lands. Speak your name or leave this territory and never return. If you fail to do either of these tasks you will have little time to regret it."

You answer back your name, trying not to be intimidated. Her fur blows in the gentle breeze that sweeps across the lands.

Will you stay and make this your home? Or will you flee?

• Rules

1. First of all, no powerplaying. This includes killing another wolf without permission, dodging everything in a fight, and doing anything to someone's wolf without their permission. No godmodding either, which means your wolf can't be perfect. You can't be the strongest, biggest, or the prettiest wolf in the pack.
2. Be realistic, I'm not a fan of powers either. I may make an exception as long as you don't use it as an advantage or threat in a fight. Immortality is allowed, I suppose. Also one wolf can't catch a herd of deer in ten seconds.
3. You may insult a wolf in character form (but please don't take it literally), but not in out of character. This leads to fighting. Don't disrespect other members or me, it's very rude and immature.
4. I like literacy, but that doesn't mean a expect you to post as many paragraphs as me. I don't mind how many sentences you post.
5. Cussing is allowed on a certain level. Damn will be accepted, but please keep it PG-13. I don't want you to curse on every post.

• Ranks

Ranks will be kept on my profile so I may update them.

• Season

Winter

• Territory

Will be posted later on my profile, or when I finish the website.

• Skelly

You may use this skelly, or you may use your own.

Name::

Nickname::

Gender::

Age::

Rank

Personality::

Looks::

My wolf's, Agalia's, information will be put later on my profile.

Name:: Faerall

Nickname:: Just call me Faerall

Gender:: Female

Age:: Immortal

Rank:: It's a gift not a right

Personality:: Faerall is a calm wolf but she can also be aggressive towards other wolves.She is not afraid getting killed while protecting another wolf she's not afraid of anything it amuses her when a wolf get's mad at her.

Looks::   

Name:: Lisk

Nickname:: Lie, Lies

 Gender:: Brute

Age:: Young Adult

Rank:: Loner

Personality:: Liesk is sweet and can be super nice. He never thinks about hurting someone's feelings and tries not to start fights, unless he's involved. He loves to swim and play, he can sometimes act immature and be a pup sometimes.

Looks::     

• Algaliasirace

Agalia was loping around the trees, her crown positioned at a authoritive height. Her blue gaze was fixed up, searching the lands cautiously. A slight breeze was blowing, wafting all the scents of the forest to her nostrils. Her gait was soft and slow, not rushing herself and taking time to scan the area. She was currently allowing other pack members to join, seeing how unpopular the area was.

Finally, she reached the borders of the pack and remarked them as a warning. It was winter, and a thin blanket of slow covered the forest floor, along with her pelt. Snow flakes glittering her ivory pellace, she tilted her head back and let out a low, bell-like howl. The notes hung in the air for a moment before slowly dying down. She took one more moment to servey the area, her irises repeated their ocean and sky blue pattern as she scanned her area.

Faerall walked around her black fur swaying in the gentle breeze and she and parted her maw to inhale some scents one of which she distinguished from all the rest. Agalia's. Faerall heard her howl and replied with a melodious howl of her own.

• Algaliasirace

The ivory Queen heard Faerall's call, then let her melody slowly smooth into Faerall's. Yet Agalia's call was much lower in tone; proof she was the Alphess. Her forepaws beated against the ground in a even rhythm, her lush banner high over her back, displaying her rank. Then she spotted her black-furred friend and gave a nod. Faerall was always near by: especially when she needed her.

Along the eerie ceureal blue light, her fur was illumated by this ghostly darkness, the shadows inviting her in. Her blue gaze drifted among the tree tops, they left and came back every year, reminding her of Faerall. Yet Faerall never stayed away that long. Her audits flicked toward the she-wolf as she smiled sweetly.

"Welcome back, Faerall."

"Ah, yes I am back indeed"she spoke softly and bowed as the alphess approached her. Her dark blue orbs were mysterious as the dark forest itself. She chuckled and sat on her haunches, flicking her tail patiently back and forth. "Agalia, my friend; it has been a while hasn't it?"she asked and looked at the scar where Fang; her ex-mate, had bitten her nearly a month ago.

• Algaliasirace

The mysterious wolfess nodded, simply sitting down and neatly tucking her tail around her paws. Agalia's hypnotizing blue eyes bored into her, as if seeing her very soul. Yet her gaze was friendly. Her voice was silky, with a hint of a British accent. Somehow intoxicating... and untrustworthy. With a sly devilish smile on her lips she relaxed in the blue mist of the forest.

"Yes, Faerall. I'm sorry of my travelings- you know how I can be. But it's a pleasure to have you back. I haven't seen you in at least two weeks, have I?"

She chuckled, the sound coming from her muzzle as smooth as red wine. Allowing herself to recline on her haunches she continued her formal posture. Her head was level and high.

"Yes, it is a pleasure to be back"she said each word dripped off her tongue with such intensity but also kindly. Faerall huffed a sigh and licked gave her chest a few licks before she looked back Agalia. "It seems each time I come ere it gets......different"she said her dark diamond blue orbs shone in the mysterious light that filled the forest.