Roleplay Rules

1.) Eve's Rules Above All (naturally)

2.) Respect Me As Your Host ; I Have The Power To Accept/Deny Your Application. If You Want To Know Why I Didn't Accept Your Form - Just Shoot Me A PM, I Don't Bite!

3.) I Expect A Decent Level Of Activity From All Those Joining. I Wabt To See At Least 2-3 Posts A Week. Please, Don't Join To Just Not Be Active - I Also Would Like To Say That Real Life Comes First, So If Something Is Happening & You Need To Step Back For A Minute ; Just Let Me Know And We Can Work Things Out. However, If You're Inactive For Seven DaysWithout Informing Me - Then Your Character Will Be Removed From The RP. Hide Chicken Somewhere In Your Form.

4.) This Is A Semi-Literate To Literate Roleplay - So, I Expect A Minimum of 300 Words Per Post. So At Least Two Paragraphs Per Post ; Also, I Expect Proper Grammer & Such.

5.) There Is A Max Of 4 Characters Per Person - With Each Person Being Allowed One High Ranked Role.

6.) Reservations Lasts For 24 Hours - And Once Your Time Is Up, Your Reservation Ends. If Needed You Can Get One 12 Hour Extention.

7.) Don't Be That Guy ; Don't Have Your Character Constantly Breaking The Rules - It Isn't Cute Or Fun, It's Plain Annoying. Also, Don't Control Another Person's Character Without Permission - Make Sure To Discuss It With Them When It Comes To Injuring And Or Killing A Character.

8.) Please, Properly Credit All Images Used In Your Form & Do Not Hotlink. If You Need Help In This Department; Just Let Me Know :)

9.) I Fully Support Drama Within The Roleplay But OOC Drama Will Not Be Tolerated. This Is A Fun & Safe Space - So Let's Not Do That.

11.) This Is A Semi-Realistic Roleplay - So No Neon Wolves. Make Sure To Do Your Research On Wolf Sizes And Builds. Also No Wolf Will Be Able To Take Down A Whole Moose By Itself, So Please Keep That In Mind - Be Realistic When It Comes To Hunts & Things Like That.

12.) You Are Given Three Strikes And If You Continue To Break Rules Then You'll Be Removed From The Roleplay. You Also Get Three Chances To Fix Your Form Before It's No Longer Accepted. Hide The Missing Number In Your Form.

13.) Make Sure To Read Everything; I Will Know If You Didn't. Put A Fun Wolf Fact In Other.

14.) Most Importantly - Have Fun!

The Ranks Explained

Honorable Lord/Lady of The Bluffs
This rank is equivalent to that of a second-in-command. They are in fact the enforcer of pack law - the bringer of justice/destruction if you will. They are judge, jury, and executioner - of course at the command of their leader. This wolf deals with the internal affairs of the pack - they know everything, they find out everything , they have eyes and ears everywhere. They are the ones who deal with civil disputes and complaints and other issues within the pack - such as den space, lack of prey in a hunting ground, and small things like that. But of course they give their reports and findings to their superior for verification. They also can and will act as a stand in if their superior is unavailable or under the weather. They are extremely loyal to their leader and would not bear this position if they weren't. This wolf is usually a close friend of the the leader and has their complete trust and faith. So, to disrespect this wolf is to disrespect the leader themselves. And they have full permission to punish you as they see fit for the disrespect . After this is a wolf that the Emperor/Empress cares for dearly. You are to address this wolf as , "Your Grace."

Second Ranked Consort
Unlike the Royal Consort, this wolf is the chosen partner of the Lord/Lady of the Bluffs. The Lord/Lady of the Bluffs may only ever have one partner and for them to become greedy as to want to take more is taboo and very treacherous. Much like their counterpart they don't have a formal title, just the respect that they are due for being the partner. They are moral support of their lover along with being their to help them make decisions and can give advice to their partner. They can become a confidant and advisor to their partner as well and hold some sort of sway but not as influential as the Royal Consort. They are also said to be good friends with the Royal Consort and her personal confidant at times. Anyone trying to steal this wolf form the Lord/Lady shall face the full account of their fury. This wolf is to be referred to as, "Precious Lord/Lady."

Master Chieftain/Chieftess Of The Wild Hunt
This wolf is one who usually leads the hunts when the ruler is not, and they are usually in charge of a secondary hunt. This wolf is known for their expertise in hunting and has made it their primary skill and weapon - they have an excellent nose and sense of direction, able to track even the hardest prey in the worst conditions . They have proved themselves a skilled and masterful huntsmans and tracker to keep the pack fed and healthy. They make sure that juveniles are being trained properly and that the pack is fed . They are in charge of keeping the pack fed and making sure the food stays in eatable condition . They keep an eye out for exceptionally bright juveniles who make take their position and if they find one, they snatch one to mentor ( especially if they're older )

The Apothecary

The spiritual one of the pack. The lore-keeper, and pack storyteller - usually an older wolf who has seen a long life, their paws heal those who are wounded and hurt within the pack . They still are expected to know how to defend themselves but they don't have to hunt or patrol like other wolves. They may take a mate, and have a family, the role of this is usually familial - the parent passing down the lore and knowledge of medicine down to their children. Yet, there are cases of the Apothecary having children who aren't interested or not having children , that's when a juvenile can rise to the challenge and be taken on to take the role. While this wolf may heal and care for wounds , they also deal with affairs of the dead - often leading services for the deceased . And they also make sure no foul play was at hand at the death of a wolf. They have are also sometimes called "the Undertaker" as well. This wolf may be called "Sir" or "Ma'am"

The Herlads
These four wolves are personal attendants / guards of the Emperor/Empress , Lord/Lady, and the Consorts. They are in charge of their safety and protection, they also make sure the children of their charge are protected as well. They remain at their charge's side whenever they have an outing or are visiting another pack, they remain as their bodyguard. They are to be ready to die for the one they protect and if not they they're doing their job wrong. If their is no one for them fo protect they they are in charge of making sure the pack is well trained and the High Paladins are doing their job, and helping out where they can. They are referred to " High Lord / Lady "

Rangers
These are the bulk of the pack. The regular members if you will, they are the heart and important to the pack. These are your hunters, scouts, patrollers, and any other miscellaneous role that you can think of. Those who haven't made an impression within the pack quite yet, but they are official members , usually younger members of the pack are here until they have matured and proven themselves worthy. They have earned their place within the pack through hard work, and have proven that they belong. They work hard and as a team, and they always make sure that morale is up because that's very important for them. They are also the ones who voice their opinions in maters that they can, and are also watched to see who has earned a way to climb up higher. It's common for them to have someone to train, but if they do it means they are rather promising in their training or skills. They don't have a specific title.

The Youth
These are the pups of the pack. Their responsibility is just to learn and become official members of the pack. They are to be protected at all costs.

D E C A Y

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Reputation

To outsiders, he is exactly what his name suggests: a haunt, a demon, a menace. Death and carnage are left in his wake, according to some, and he doesn't bother trying to quell those theories -- he got stuck with an embarrassing name, so he might as well make the most of it. However, to those that know him on a more personal level, he is not so wicked a creature. He can be many things: a loyal friend, a confidant, a leader, an irritant, a cold acquaintance.

Thoughts on the Trials

He appreciates that they are good determinants of resolve, courage, and overall skill, but they are mighty inconvenient.

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Appearance

This male is, frankly, massive. He stands at 34 inches and weigh in at nearly 170 pounds. He certainly has all the qualifications for brute force. His body is well-muscled and set in such a way as to provide him with impeccable strength and endurance. His speed and agility are hindered by his size, but he is not in a deep deficit of such things.

Decay's thick coat has a deep black base coloration. Slate and silver hairs create a rippling appearance and lighten him in some places. His neck, shoulders, and hind ventral are most decorated with this color mixture. His elbows and along the inside of his shoulder blades are also significantly lighter. A few light gray patches reside on his flanks, elbows, tail, and back legs. His face is a shiny black; how light it appears depends on the sun's strength. His coat, overall, has an almost liquid-like appearance to it.

His eyes are a pale yellow. They almost appear gray, though the slight hint of gold offsets that notion. His stare is intense, unwavering, and cold. While Decay does not make an effort to really hide his emotions, his relaxed face often appears as though he is much more mysterious than he is intending to be.

Battle scars are hardly few and far between; crisscrossed lines of flesh dance into view as his coat ripples, and two parallel slashes rake across his nose and jaw. A nice chunk of his left ear is missing off the outside. Decay is no stranger to the art of war. He's danced with the devil and flirted with death time and time again.

Combined with his foreboding coloration and large stature, this male is quite intimidating to those who don't know him -- and even some who do. His walk is a powerful, languid stride. There is no uncertainty to this male; he has a steady, eerily calm way about him. Decay's low tone is composed and collected, even in the most heated of arguments.

Personality

He is not a wolf to be crossed lightly. Going based solely off his relatively young age is a fatal oversight. His tactical skills and battle prowess make up for his slower movements, and those he has fought certainly remember him -- if they lived.

This wolf has a cold stoicism to him. As his appearance suggests, he is a very capable individual, and not just in physical strength. Decay's mental prowess is just as great; this wolf is extremely intelligent and strategy-driven. He is a warrior through and through; his plans are always centered around the goal of maintaining his wellbeing and success, or that of his group's. The means by which that occurs is completely in the air. Decay can play fair, or he can fight dirty.

He is loyal to his group as a whole, if he has one. Certain wolves hold more respect or admiration than others, but he would never cause harm to any of them from a place of malice. Unless, of course, they were traitors or otherwise unworthy of any wolf's respect. This male has no problems with bloodshed. Decay has killed before and he will kill again, and perhaps one day he himself will be killed. It is simply the way of life.

Even during times of peace and overall relaxation, this male is calculating. He is not always thinking up plans for battle or hunts; occasionally, Decay thinks of more normal things as well, such as trying to figure out another wolf's mind or predicting the weather. He can be a fairly easygoing creature, though he is never one to be stepped upon. This male will not hide his dislike for a wolf, no matter their rank, especially if they treat all those below them as wretches.

Decay is patient in some ways and short in others. When dealing with pups, executing strategies, and hunting or fighting, he has all the time in the world to watch, respond, and perform perfectly. However, when it comes to fellow adults or adolescent wolves, whining, blatantly snide comments, or picking fights, this male becomes the "you started it and I will finish it" figure. And he will act on his words, usually to the hurt ego of the other parties.

He does not share his feelings or thoughts outside of working. Even those who consider themselves to be closest to him have but a small glimpse into his emotions, his desires. He has a strong set of morals and does not deviate from them; he can be described as quite chivalrous, though he is no respecter of rank alone. Lineage means nothing to him, and anyone who banks on their heritage for sway in anything disgusts him. Decay does not tolerate obnoxiousness, whining, laziness, lying, or anything else of the sort.

He is a rule follower. Decay can be fairly snarky when annoyed or agitated. He is mature, though, and he almost always acts as such. He will become playful around pups and perhaps share a joke or two with other members of her group, but he is mostly just a wisened wolf with leadership capabilities. This male is ferocious when need be, especially when protecting those he feels loyalty towards. When at his most angry, he enjoys watching his enemies suffer and feels absolutely no remorse after the fact. While he is a collected individual for the most part, he has a somewhat maniacal side that feeds off his malice.

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Crush: Ha!

Mate: None

Familial Ties

High Emperor/Empress: sire/dam

First Consort: dam/sire

Familial Relationships

Open

Pups: None

Pack Affiliations

Open

Other

L A R K S P U R

Credits for images go to landkeks-stock on DA.

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Reputation

The daughter of a loner and a Ranger, Larkspur was always a sort of outcast. However, she proved herself to be a proficient and productive member of the pack, and she managed to snag a role as Herald. Her happiness was not meant to be, as not long after, one of the royal pups was injured and five of her own died under her care. While it had been an accident, Larkspur's failure to protect the most indefensible members of the pack earned her an immediate demotion to the low of the low, and the world that she had tried so hard to build collapsed around her.

Thoughts on the Trials

$#%€ them and &@^% you for asking.

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Appearance

Larkspur is a lovely wolf. She stands at a solid 33 inches and weighs in at a healthy number for her height, albeit on the slightly lighter side. Everything about her is long and relatively slender. Her build is muscular and lithe all at once, giving her boosted agility while still maintaining a considerably formidable strength. She is certainly not the strongest when it comes to brute force, but she has impressive stamina and is surefooted and nimble.

Larkspur is lighter in her coloration. Her coat is made up of an array of honeys, tawny browns, and ambers, with the occasional dark streak or extra light section making a more jarring appearance. Her fur is on the shorter side but is thick and soft, providing her with ample warmth and basic protection against claws and teeth. She doesn't leave gobs of fur lying around, so that's a plus. Six butterflies. Her scruff is thick and the fur is longer here and around her ears, giving her a semblance of a short mane. This fur dwindles back down once it reaches her shoulders and just past her shoulder blades.

Larkspur's shoulders and along the sides of her back are the darkest areas by far, reaching a near black color. They contrast with an immediate transition to a paler creamy tan, which gives in to grays and more honey and tawny colors. Her face is checkered with a little bit of every color, and the bases of her ears are nearly red-orange. Her tail tip is black.

Larkspur has piercing yellow eyes that are surrounded by darker fur that resembles winged eyeliner. Her eyes often appear to hold no emotion and can easily be described as unsettling. Her left eye hosts a scar just above the browbone at a slight angle and another that appears to be a continuation of the first, streaking across and beneath her lower eyelid. It is not a very deep scar, though, with her shorter facial fur, it is more noticeable. She hosts many other scars that are scattered across her frame. Such is the life of a warrior. However, none of them have been worthy of stories, in her opinion; they are simply from doing her job.

Larkspur has a fairly sultry voice, low and silky, that matches her appearance well. Her words and movements, when she is not in danger, are languid and steady. They are always well thought-out. In the heat of battle, her voice takes on a scary harshness, and her movements are quick and nimble. Deadly. She is deadly. Larkspur is a poisonous rose.

Personality

On the outside, this wolf is rather sweet. She charms those around her with words they want to hear, feeding their desires in a subtle, innocent manner. Larkspur is witty, charismatic, and persuasive. Her softer appearance and her approach to things give her a harmless look about her, allowing her to get close to multiple wolves. From there, she continues to work her magic until her own goals are achieved.

She may appear docile and perhaps even submissive, but she is a fierce creature. Larkspur is ambitious and constantly works to prove herself, to her pack, to be reliable, strong, loyal, and worthy. Worthy of what, she cannot say. Love? Fear? Respect? A rank? ...Acceptance? In her younger years, and now still, she was looked down on by many. She knows this, and she cannot let it go. She lives to be the greatest.

Larkspur is cunning, intelligent, and wily. The line between facade and reality with her is so blurred that it's impossible to tell whose side she's on or what her real plans are. The only firm, set-in-stone, foundational truths to this she-wolf are these: she is loyal to the pack, she works hard, and she's after the high ranks. She respects the wolves holding them, obviously, but even the greatest legends leave the world.

Her emotions are unknown. She messes with everyone, but only a few are genuine. The question is, which ones? In summation, she is a different kind of dangerous. Larkspur whispers in many ears. She turns many hearts. She lulls wolves into a dangerously relaxed state. Whether or not her intentions with any one wolf are malicious is unknown. She is an enigma -- a smart, calculating, devious enigma. And a fierce warrior to boot.

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Familial Ties

Cairo -- son

Familial Relationships

Cairo -- It's complicated. She does love him, but her desperation to rise back out of this hellhole has driven her to live vicariously through him. She has effectively taken over his life.

Crush: Maybe?

Mate: Used to

Pups: Cairo

Pack Affiliations

Open

Other