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 Silence of memory
08:17:00 Zyra_the_wolf
Is it bad that i love writing wolf memorials? I mean yeah I'm sad when my wolves die, but I. Genuinely love writing them.
Plus you can easily tell which wolves I'm more attached to
 Aestralis
08:15:09 They/Them Hi! o/
Good morning gang :)
 cavendish
08:13:34 caven
praising the hotel motel holiday inn right now, i lost one custom that wasnt a big deal we win these
 cavendish
08:09:30 caven
i forgot its monday, i didnt breed my over 15 customs, lets see how bad i fucked up
 Wind Song
08:08:46 Roxy | Rox
Aw, I'm so sorry Amy
 Amygdala
08:02:48 Amy/Anpmygdala
Noooooooooooo
-WP Click-

And cae's viti also didn't make it 🥲
 Silence of memory
08:01:37 Zyra_the_wolf
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Nooooooo ;-;
 The Poisoner
07:55:58 Poison 💚
NoT mY nAmE qUaRtErBaCk trips over a branch.
Stats: Wisdom +3
Mood: Sheepish

ha
 MLadySkylar
07:55:46 P'Sky
To ease my pain I bought 3 more melas
 distant-lands
07:54:31 katy | beetle
-WP Click-
name ideas?
 MLadySkylar
07:54:28 P'Sky
Yea I'm sad I did
 MLadySkylar
07:54:11 P'Sky
I don't want to look
3 game mail
 Quasar Hoarder
07:49:35 Quasar, QH
guys I am running out of quasars, they are all dying :'(
 Quasar Hoarder
07:46:05 Quasar, QH
goodbye sweet winter star
 Lovely Natives
07:25:27 Twin/Triplet Keeper
Anyone here seen the show vikings?
 purdy
07:16:43 P
P'Sky---
I feel that so much, it's the only way to keep me from going into dept..
 FrostMoon
06:58:58 
hiy<3
 MLadySkylar
06:55:57 P'Sky
This saving thing is going well me xD
I hide my mush so I don't see it
 Malcuth
06:49:39 Wander
-WP Click-
Any decor suggestions?
 Feiella
06:29:13 Pack of Sharp Snap
I don't think I can decorate Quiet Snap anymore. He is too pretty

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 Silence of memory
08:17:00 Zyra_the_wolf
Is it bad that i love writing wolf memorials? I mean yeah I'm sad when my wolves die, but I. Genuinely love writing them.
Plus you can easily tell which wolves I'm more attached to
 Aestralis
08:15:09 They/Them Hi! o/
Good morning gang :)
 cavendish
08:13:34 caven
praising the hotel motel holiday inn right now, i lost one custom that wasnt a big deal we win these
 cavendish
08:09:30 caven
i forgot its monday, i didnt breed my over 15 customs, lets see how bad i fucked up
 Wind Song
08:08:46 Roxy | Rox
Aw, I'm so sorry Amy
 Amygdala
08:02:48 Amy/Anpmygdala
Noooooooooooo
-WP Click-

And cae's viti also didn't make it 🥲
 Silence of memory
08:01:37 Zyra_the_wolf
-WP Click-

Nooooooo ;-;
 The Poisoner
07:55:58 Poison 💚
NoT mY nAmE qUaRtErBaCk trips over a branch.
Stats: Wisdom +3
Mood: Sheepish

ha
 MLadySkylar
07:55:46 P'Sky
To ease my pain I bought 3 more melas
 distant-lands
07:54:31 katy | beetle
-WP Click-
name ideas?
 MLadySkylar
07:54:28 P'Sky
Yea I'm sad I did
 MLadySkylar
07:54:11 P'Sky
I don't want to look
3 game mail
 Quasar Hoarder
07:49:35 Quasar, QH
guys I am running out of quasars, they are all dying :'(
 Quasar Hoarder
07:46:05 Quasar, QH
goodbye sweet winter star
 Lovely Natives
07:25:27 Twin/Triplet Keeper
Anyone here seen the show vikings?
 purdy
07:16:43 P
P'Sky---
I feel that so much, it's the only way to keep me from going into dept..
 FrostMoon
06:58:58 
hiy<3
 MLadySkylar
06:55:57 P'Sky
This saving thing is going well me xD
I hide my mush so I don't see it
 Malcuth
06:49:39 Wander
-WP Click-
Any decor suggestions?
 Feiella
06:29:13 Pack of Sharp Snap
I don't think I can decorate Quiet Snap anymore. He is too pretty




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The Free Range

Scene Two: The Free Range
Roleplay Type: Wolves And Humans, Realistic

Human villiages dot the landscape in an inbetween world...the untouched forest on one side and civilization on the other. Don't get too close to those humans as many of them see the wolf as a predator to be hunted.

Last Post: 9:08 PM Observers: 2 Posters: 1


Darkseeker
The ShadowSeekers
Regret  View
waiting for Lanaria to post something))

Darkseeker
The ShadowSeekers
Regret  View
(Part two)
Now that she thought about it, this wolf had no real reason to kill her. She was just a pup, and the wolves hunting her were far from here by now. Feeling slightly more trusting towards the stranger, she let herself relax. As the wolf continued on, she thought she caught a bit of understanding in her tone, though she couldnÂ’t be sure. Had this wolf been like her once? *No, she could not have been like me! No.* she thought.

She was not an enemy, she didnÂ’t know what this wolf was. And she was scared, alone, being hunted, in a dark forest that was probably haunted, and the last she had seen of her mother had been seeing her bleeding, injured, and telling her to run and not stop running. To trust no one. But here she was, trusting this wolf she had never seen before. She would just have to let her help her, even if she wanted to be on her own, away from wolves.

She listened to what the wolf said next, maybe she would help her find her mother, and a safe place to live, away from her clan, and most importantly, away from the alpha of her pack. Obediently, she sat down, head low with the exhaustion that had at last over come her. She was more tired and even more scared than she had ever been before. She had no choice but to let Luniara help her. *But after that, its finding my mother time. * she thought with the last spark of energy and determination she had. *Â…And getting my revenge on my pack that betrayed me!* her eyes glowed a little and her star shimmered in non existent light, and maybe, just maybe the air grew a bit colder and frost spread across her tail. Just maybe.

Darkseeker
The ShadowSeekers
Regret  View
The small black and white pup watched the golden eyed wolf. She noticed how the wolf seemed to be staring at her star shaped marking. She could sense the uneasiness it created, and looked down at the ground, but refusing to lower her head nor relax her dominant stance.

The scoffing sound made her glance down at the ground. She could see that the adult wolf had seen her injury, and her head began to droop. Her confidence was slowly ebbing away as she continued speaking. Her tiredness was beginning to catch up with her, yet it didnÂ’t really show.

As the black and grey wolf stepped closer, she blinked, clearing the blood from her vision. She wanted a better look at the she-wolf. She didnÂ’t appreciate her saying that she should be scared, sense she was scared on the inside, though she said nothing. She still didnÂ’t really trust this wolf, but she did have a point. She could have killed her easily.

(Will make part two soon)

Darkseeker
Lanaria
Luniara  View
Luniara shifted back, giving the pup space. The shadows seemed to retreat with her, loosening their unnatural grip on the ground. “But if you’d rather bleed out alone to prove you’re not scared, then be my guest.” Her tone was flat, but there was a flicker of something deeper — understanding. She had once been that pup: angry, wounded, and too stubborn to accept help.

“I’m not your enemy,” Luniara said after a moment. “But if you want to survive this night… you’d best let me tend to that wound before you collapse trying to prove your pride.”

She turned her gaze to the faint path behind her — the one that led back to her dying fire. “You can leave when you’re able. But for now…” her golden eyes met the pup’s once more. “Sit down, before you fall down.”

Darkseeker
Lanaria
Luniara  View
Luniara’s golden eyes locked onto the pup’s unwavering gaze, noting the way she lifted her chin despite her trembling limbs. The faint glow of the star-shaped marking on her head caught Luniara’s attention, stirring an uneasy feeling in her chest — a reminder of power often misunderstood, just like her own.

“You’re not scared?” Luniara’s voice was low, almost a scoff, though there was no mockery in it. “Then you’re either brave… or stubborn.” Her gaze flicked to the cut above the pup’s eye, fresh blood trickling down to blur one of those vibrant blue eyes. The pup was hurt, and no matter how fierce her stance, Luniara knew that wound — paired with her exhaustion — would catch up with her soon.

“You should be scared,” Luniara added, stepping forward slowly. “You’re bleeding, you’re alone, and you just ran blind through a forest that’s claimed stronger wolves than you.” Her voice held no malice, only cold truth. “If you push too hard, you won’t survive.” She paused, lowering her stance to appear less threatening. “I’m not here to pick a fight.” Her gaze softened just slightly, yet still held its sharpness. “If I wanted you dead, you wouldn’t have heard me coming.”

Part two to follow //

Darkseeker
The ShadowSeekers
Regret  View
The pup stood trembling as she watched the golden eyed wolf. She had no chance of escaping now. A cut above her right eye from when she crashed into the tree was bleeding, the blood blurring her vision. The star shaped marking on her head glowed faintly, and her vibrant eyes were wider than ever.

She watched as the wolf stepped forward. She watched as the wolf spoke to her. Suddenly she narrowed her eyes, swiveled her ears so the faced forwards, and lifted her tail. Despite the black and grey wolfÂ’s words, she did not display any signs of trusting the stranger. *I am NOT scared* she thought to herself, lifting her chin to meet LuniaraÂ’s eyes with a steady gaze, as if she had not been shaking with fear only moments before.

“I am NOT scared” this time she said it aloud. “I refuse to be.” She growled, half to herself, half to the other wolf. She stepped forward so she was only a foot away. “What do you want?” She tried to sound menacing but her voice had become slightly shaky. “I don’t trust you.”

Darkseeker
Lanaria
Luniara  View
Luniara’s golden eyes glinted in the faint glow of the dying fire as she observed the small, trembling figure that had just crashed near the tree. For a long, silent moment, she remained still—listening to the soft rustle of leaves and the distant, forlorn howls echoing through the forest. Memories of her own long-forgotten pain and exile stirred deep within her, and she recognized that same raw, vulnerable fear in the pup’s vibrant blue eyes.

Slowly, Luniara stepped forward, her movements deliberate yet gentle, the shadows at her command swaying in quiet accord. Her voice, low and resonant, broke the heavy silence. “Do not fear,” she murmured, words carrying both an invitation and a warning, “for in this cursed forest, even the darkest night may hold a spark of solace.”

She recalled days of loneliness and the relentless cruelty that had once driven her into exile, and now she extended a cautious, open paw as if offering the only comfort she had ever known. “Stay close, child,” she continued, her tone softening with unspoken empathy. “Together, we might find refuge from the torment that haunts these woods.”

The forest itself seemed to lean in, as if waiting for the pup’s response. Luniara’s presence was at once a promise of protection and a reminder of the burdens borne by those who had known pain. In that quiet, precarious moment, the solitary guardian in the realm of perpetual twilight silently awaited the next step—a tentative chance for the lost to find a fragment of hope amid the darkness.

Darkseeker
The ShadowSeekers
Regret  View
If you want to see what she really looks like you can find a picture in my characters.)

Darkseeker
The ShadowSeekers
Regret  View
(I used too many characters lol. I've never done that before)
and shivered. after the events of that day, she was not about to reveal herself quite yet. She had no idea what this wolf would do to her, and if she was trustworthy or not. She stood there, silently watching the wolf's golden gaze bore into her. Her black and white was bristled, and she was convinced this wolf could see her very clearly. She took a step back and a twig snapped. She yelped and began to run. Her head was turned to watch and see if the wolf followed, and so she did not see the tree as she crashed into it...

Darkseeker
The ShadowSeekers
Regret  View
A small figure huddled beneath a hollow tree. Strange, vibrant blue eyes that was like no other's where wide in fear and pain. Fear of what would happen if she was found, and pain from the loss of her mother, Bloodmoon. She sat in silence for a long while. She was about to make a run for it when she heard voices.
"Did you find the pup?" the words had a growl impeded in them, as if the wolf already knew the answer.
"Uh... no... Sir. We found no sign of her. Can we please just get out of this cursed forest? It's creeping us all out." She realized who both of them were. The beta, and the scout.
"Keep searching."
"But Sir-"
"Go!!"
"Y- ye- of course."
She heard the scout scamper away, and then the sound of a wolf approaching her hiding spot. She stayed completely still. Until the fallen tree was lifted. She yelped in fright. scrambling to her paws, she took off at a surprising speed. The beta roared with frustration and pursued. He was catching up; she would have to go to a place with denser undergrowth. She quickly veered to the right and pelted through the forest at top speed. Up ahead was some thorn bushes. She would be able to lose him in there. She reached the bushes and darted between the branches lined with long, sharp thorns. She could hear the beta struggling, and when she tumbled out of the bushes, it was completely silent once more.
Tired, she dragged herself over to a tree stump, where she flopped down. Now that she was deeper into the dark forest, she could make out the faint sounds of a dying fire. She had seen fire only once, from a ways away, but she still recognized the crackling of the flames. hauling herself to her feet, she began to head towards the sounds, curious of what had made the fire.
She spotted a wolf near the dying fire and stopped abruptly. She saw the wolf's golden eyes look towards her

Darkseeker
Lanaria
Luniara  View
The forest stretched endlessly, its towering trees swaying in the wind, their skeletal branches clawing at the sky. A pale moon hung above, half-shrouded in mist, casting silver light upon the forest floor. Here, in the heart of the Shadowed Forest, few dared to tread. The land was cursed, or so the stories claimed– whispers of a presence lurking in the dark, watching, waiting.

Luniara sat near the dying embers of a fire, the faint glow casting flickering light upon her dark fur. The warmth had long since faded, much like everything else in her life. Shadows curled around her, shifting unnaturally in the dimness, as if drawn to her presence. She stared into the embers, golden eyes distant, unreadable. The night was quiet, save for the occasional howl in the far distance—packs that still thrived, wolves who still had a purpose. Not like her.

A cold breeze swept through the trees, stirring the ashes and sending a trail of sparks spiraling into the air. Luniara barely moved. She had long since grown accustomed to the cold. It seeped into her bones, a quiet reminder that she still existed, that she had not yet faded into nothingness.

She did not know why she remained here. Perhaps it was because the Shadowed Forest was the one place no one dared to follow. Or perhaps because, deep down, she was still waiting–for what, she did not know.

Then, the wind carried a scent. Foreign. Unfamiliar.

LuniaraÂ’s ears flicked, her body tensing ever so slightly. She had spent so long in solitude that the presence of another felt almost unreal. Slowly, her golden eyes lifted from the dying fire, piercing through the darkness.

Someone was near.

She did not rise, not yet. She merely waited, letting the silence stretch between them. If they had come for her, they would regret it. If they had come for something elseÂ… well, she would let them decide their own fate.

Neutral
Sunnysidecove
Drift  View
(joining in) Theres a rustling in the bush next to the one spot is in, skull a black wolf with a white facemask has been hiding and watching from the rustling bush but his scruff was snagged and he started snarling. And due to him being a farely aged wolf his snarl sounded a bit gruff and odd.

Lightbringer
Howling stars
Spot  View
(Restarting rp.) a Black wolf pushed Spot forward, he continued shivering and ran into the brush once more, "I am not touching those humans!" He whimpered.

Darkseeker
The ShadowSeekers
Regret  View
(Oof. My internet is horrible. It was supposed to get fixed but it never did XD)

Darkseeker
DarkClaw
Týr  View
(I wonÂ’t be here for a while because my Internet is getting fixed.)

Darkseeker
The ShadowSeekers
Regret  View
“Let me see your paw” Regret inspected the rabbit trap. She quickly bit down hard on the wire, trying to snap it. It almost worked so she did it again and this time it broke in half, releasing the trapped wolf. “There we go.” She said, looking at Soul.

Darkseeker
DarkClaw
Týr  View
(Sorry for taking so long to reply)
After a well-earned nap, Bat woke up only to find himself dizzy and light-headed. He crawled out from under the thick bramble bush he had used as shelter, stretching his paws out on the ground. He trotted into the woods, beginning his daily hunt. A faint scent of rabbit led him deeper into the undergrowth. As he was chasing the prey, he noticed that he seemed to be back onto the femaleÂ’s territory. Bat growled, frustration causing him to frown. His sense of orientation seemed to have been lost.
‘I knew I shouldn’t have eaten that bird.’ Two sunrises ago, he had found a bird left for dead in a bush. Looking for an easy prise, he had swallowed it without much consideration towards its weakened state. His carelessness seemed to have payed off: he now found himself nauseous, dizzy and confused. That bird must have carrying some kind of disease. His legs were already starting to fail him, meaning no possible hunting the next few weeks, or even longer. He hated the idea, but it seemed as though he might have to ask for help. Towards wolves. In normal circumstances, Bat wouldn’t have even thought about the idea. However, his sick mind had resorted to all solutions and despite despising the mere thought, Bat had to admit his helpless situation. Even to backstabbing, arrogant animals of his kind. If he was going to survive, as he’d learned, he would have to use all the solutions that he could find. ‘Perhaps even wolves.’

Lightbringer
Meile
SOUL  View
Soul hungrily swallows the rabbit whole, and drinks up the water from the moss in an unusual speed. Then she says "Thank you"...but then she remembers...her foot, she looks down at her foot thinking what to do...

Darkseeker
The ShadowSeekers
Regret  View
(Sorry I havenÂ’t posted in a while)
Regret considered the options. On the first paw, she could leave the wolf to die, but then she would have to deal with the smell of dead wolf. On second paw, she could help the wolf and then she would be able to leave on her own. *I think I might have to go with the second option.* “I will be back in a minute.” She sprinted away, off to find a rabbit to give the pathetic wolf. She picked up the sent of one and crept along the undergrowth. She spotted the rabbit. It saw her and tried to get away. Regret was faster, she leapt and landed both front paws on to of the rabbit. With a swift bite to the neck, she killed the rabbit and began to head back. She reached the brown and black wolf and dropped the rabbit in front of her. “Im going to get some moss, I can use it to bring back some water.” She ran off again, and appeared a short time later carrying a clump of dripping wet moss. “Here.” She set the moss down and studied the wolf.

Darkseeker
DarkClaw
Týr  View
(Waiting for others)


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