We live in a land of unimaginable beauty, where the mighty branches of the trees in our forests brush the very Heavens, where the sunsets turn our vast plains into calm seas of gold, where the lush grass beside the shimmering rivers hide all kinds of life. It is also, though, a very strange land. It is a land where pools of colored water hiss and boil, where strange mouths in the earth spit out magnificent plumes of steam and where the angry Earth thunders and shakes and splits itself into great yawning cracks. It is a land of fire and steam, but also a land of life.

Strange things have been happening in this land, however. The pack has been having a harder time procuring food from the great herds of elk and bison that roam; it’s as if they’ve been leaving. Every day the hunters have to travel farther to find the prey. And three nights ago, when the waning crescent was at its highest, my mate woke me and warned me of a dreadful dream he’d had.
”The spirits of the Other had me in their icy grasps, and they only let go when I woke up! The lands were empty but the Gods of the Under told me, they told me! Their anger hissed through the Earth and they made me watch, oh yes, they made me watch the ground explode. The ash of great fires fell from the sky like snow, blanketed the ground like snow, it caught in my throat and choked me. When the red fires of Death were past, there was nothing but winter, winter for our whole lives, and our children and grandchildren’s lives, winter forever! The Earth will swallow us. There is no escape! There is no--goodbye. Goodbye, my pack! Goodbye, my land! I will see you all in the depths of the fiery Earth where there is nothing to eat but the molten blood of the Gods of the Under!”
After the speech, during which he didn’t take a single breath, and drooled like a dog and trembled like the leaves of the aspens in the autumn, while I was too stunned to respond to his warning, he ran like all of the Under was after him. And I suppose he thought it was.

Notes:
There is no magic in this RP (at this current time, anyway).
The roles are listed by importance, top to bottom. Everyone would care about pups, however, unless your character is cold hearted.
The setting is a place that is similar to the Yellowstone supervolcano, but not the same.
If you have questions, we’ll be happy to answer them!
The pack will start to flee once this starts, so they don't have one fixed living space.

Roles:
Alpha(s): Ibis (CLIW)
Beta(s):
Hunter(s): Lumen (CLIW),
Omega(s):
Pup(s): Luna (datadogie),

Loner(s): Ahoy (Espatier)

Rules
0. Gms are CLIW and Datadogie
1. No godmodding
2. No killing players without their permission
3. Do not do things that majorly affect the story without permission from a GM or CO-GM
4. If you have read the rules, put ‘Bread’ somewhere in your CS
5. If someone is upsetting you, let a GM/CO-GM know
6. No focusing everything on your character. Everyone is involved in a way
7. Romance is allowed, but don’t go too far, if you do go to Pm, or fade to black, as it is PG-13
8. Any other common roleplay rules we may have missed
9. There is a maximum of three characters per person
10. We have the right to change or add rules

Character Sheet

Appearance:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Role in Pack:
Personality:
History:
Other:

Appearance: Pale gray fur for the most part, with darker ear tips, muzzle, and tail. She has slightly dappled darker marks on each of her flanks, and a white belly. She has large amber eyes, a few random nicks on both ears and a minor scar on her shoulder from a close call with a grizzly bear.
Name: Ibis
Age: Seven years
Gender: Female
Role in Pack: Alpha Female
Personality: Very level-headed and calm, she thinks thoroughly through every decision. She feels a need to balance action and discussion, and if one of her decisions is challenged, it will most likely make her rethink things. Despite this, she's a confident leader, and is skilled at leading hunts and such. Although mournful over the loss of her mate, she is determined to push this to the back of her mind, because she has a pack to worry about. When not giving orders, she is quiet and observant. She is even (mostly) calm when angry, and gives punishments with such a level voice that one might think she has a heart of stone. Of course, this is not true, especially as she usually gives very light discipline such as, "You are to miss the next meal."
History: Ibis was born and raised in the Land of Fire, as she grew to call it. Her history isn't really unusual; like many wolves she left her pack at around two years old because of food availability problems and because she wanted to see the world. She wandered for a few years until she found another lone wolf, who later became her mate. They had three litters, two of which have dispersed, and the third of which was attacked by parvovirus. The only surviving pup is Luna. The next most noticeable thing is, of course, her mate going cray-cray and running away.
Other: (SCREAMS) BREAD

Appearance: Dark, reddish-brown fur on his muzzle, above his eyes, on his belly and his tail. All his other fur is black, with small flecks of brown. He has big paws that somewhat resemble that of a pup's (but don't mention that to him), a slim build, and a broad muzzle. His eyes are a bright yellow-green color, and they almost never blink.
Name: Lumen
Age: Three years
Gender: Male
Role in Pack: Hunter
Personality: Lumen is a confident young wolf, but that doesn't stop him from being as polite as he can. He can be a little bit of a clown sometimes, and is playful when he's not hunting. When he is hunting, he is focused, silent, and serious, and it's probably the only time at all he is, unless maybe he's in lethal danger. He doesn't know what to think of the Alpha Male's recent disappearance, and he doesn't want to think about it. He would rather brag about how his contribution to the most recent hunt, explore, chase butterflies, or admire his reflection in a pond or something like that.
History: He was born in another pack, but forced to disperse early (at about 1 year) due to a short famine in which most of his pack fragmented. His uncle stuck with him, teaching him how to hunt until he was two years old. At this time, Lumen's uncle was killed in a mudslide, and shortly afterward, Ibis and her pack found him. He had a difficult time integrating into pack life again, but once he did, he adapted well.
Other:

Appearance:
Name: Luna
Age: 4 months
Gender: Female
Role in Pack: Pup
Personality: Luna is a normally happy pup who likes to run around, and particularly likes to explore. She gets upset really easily, though, and is quite shy, but is nonetheless quite nice to people. She gets upset when her father disappearing is talked about. When she feels threatened, Luna will usually run to her mother, Ibis.
History: Luna was born to her mother, and was raised happily, even though her brothers and sisters died of parvovirus or had dispersed. She would always run around and explore the surrounding area, but get brought back or run back on her own. Her nights would vary between waking up continuously and falling back asleep, or just having a nice long nap, but she would (most of the time) wake up happy and refreshed. Luna had always loved her father, but it struck her deeply when he had left, making her quite upset.
Other: Luna gets tired quite easily. Bread.

Bump.

Appearance: Pelt is Black,Eyes are golden.
Name: Ahoy
Age: old?
Gender: Male
Role in Pack: Loner, outsider
Personality: I lose my temper very easily, but I would never intentionally hurt another. I'm quite but at times rush into things without thinking. I challenge authority and sabotage others in leadership roles. I'm a opportunist if I feel that I can get away with it. Now I'm trying to mend my ways and learn to be more part of a pack member.

Appearance: I am a scraggly pelted he-wolf with large golden eyes and several long scars along my left flank, these are marks to remind me of the punishment that I have received in the past and from the fights that I've had. Ears have been nipped quite a bit from fights lost with alpha males that I have challenged and lost to. My stance is that I'm ready to fight always, ears back and down with my tail low.

History: wandering lone wolf. with all my bad marks I have been learning alot of hard lessons and ready to become more humble, share and contribute to the pack. But my time before that was of darkness. I broke rules, was punished, left several packs due to my bad choices in life. Yes, I'm a bad wolf... the one that Den mothers talk about staying away from. I'm a scrapper, I like to fight, win, lose or draw... I'm the one that drew blood and alot of it. I'm a good hunter as well when it comes to smaller game but of course with bigger game that you will need alot more member of the pack to help run down and kill it. So I've had some good points about me but my time with other group was short lived or I wasn't able to gain ranks, so I left. I liked being on my own for several years but I miss the comfort for mating, the howls of others. I'm looking for a way into a new pack. I have travel for sometime and still learning about this new area that I have come across this strange area where the grass smells funny and the game is good for now. human has followed me from time to time and I sport a tag on my ear that I haven't been able to get rid of.

Other: wheat, rye and white bread are favs.

Would love input.... via pm or posting

The only problems I have are, you've put a lot of appearance traits into personality. I'd like to see some more depth in both appearance and personality, and also in history, as in, how did he become a wandering lone wolf, etc.

OMgosh, *L.. I sure did.

Opps I'll change that.

Holding

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