AcaciaMalikov

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

Watched silently as the Ulfric began to speak, pointing to Acacia and waggling a finger she slowly began to approach from behind the strange female, ears forward as she made mental notes of everything, "Tour the House, Introduce, Guest Not Pack, Clothes to Wear, Bath and Food... Got it, I think..." realizing he'd probably heard all of that she dipped her head slightly and then would suddenly glance towards the emerging pair of more dominant pack members, she herself visibly slunk lower to the ivory sheeting below at the sight of the Geri.

At this point Acacia would slowly move past the submitting wolf, looking in her direction she gave a light gesture of her muzzle in a motion to follow, barely waiting to see if she did Acacia began to take long strides, head hanging just below shoulder height and tail dragging just behind her as she didn't look back. Just from these actions it was obvious she wasn't too confident nor was she too high up the pack chain.

She'd guide the guest more sooner towards the guest section of the building, mostly for the ability to shift away from the others and also for the collection of clothing before introducing her. She'd listen for the paws behind her, the odd beat audible from the lame leg, though Acacia didn't do much since she was given orders and being, well, visibly one of the lowest ranking wolves, didn't want to stir any problems.

As she neared the area of interest, the cold snowy earth would suddenly change to the chilled wooden porch, and slowly over time, the oddly pelted werewolf would begin to cringe, back arching tightly and head falling between her fore limbs that now stretched forward, her eyes wide open filled with partial pain from the changes her body had to make, these were the beginning stages of shifting, though it varied widely from were to were and their ability.

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

Acacia watched as the dark wolf suddenly took off down the length of the house, she'd picked up the light tap on the screen door and seen the figure that stood behind it.

As she stood half in the open, she was unsure whether she should follow the retreating bodice or not before she'd suddenly perk up. The sound of metal tapping metal in a chinking rhythm made her look off along the further foliage, barely hearing that mixed tune of crunching snow.

As she stood stiffly where she was staring off at what could easily be nothing, she figured one intruder was enough. She didn't want to know if another was lurking about, but she couldn't tell if she looked right over them without knowing. Before long she heard the heavy voice of the Ulfric speaking. This caused her head to drop slightly, wanting to see what was happening she shook out her scruff and began to lightly trot through the snow, completely emerging from the tree line and moving through the open, ears falling back then perking up once more as she neared the location of the sudden confrontation.

A grimace almost spread on her maw as she saw the were on her stomach, tail wedge between her thighs, visibly hugging her undercarriage while her ears buried themselves within the equally toned fur upon her cranium, no one stood up against an Ulfric, except maybe another or someone who'd already gone against his enforcers.

Acacia lightly stood a few meters off, listening with focused ears as she gently puffed a warm breath from her nostrils, she was entertained by the happenings and tried to keep that to herself as she remained out of the way, not wanting to get in any form of trouble herself.

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Name: Ace

Age: 36

Gender: Mature Male

Appearance: In large stature, this male glistens with the pale sky blue scales, blending in to the almost transparent violet of his under scales, spinal and wing webs, his head topped by two golden cream spiraled daggers and his neck and tail tip coated with gentle ivory strands of hair. This is matched by sapphire gem orbs that seem to soften or harden with his mood.

Size: Ace stands at almost 15 feet tall (to the shoulder), 50 feet long from tail to nose and has a wing span of 65 feet.

Mate: Once Before - Lost to Humans, May Eventually Settle.

Territory: Seeking Lands Suitable for his Needs.

Clan: Lost - Now has None.

Personality: A gentle giant, Ace spends his time caring for the one thing he cares about the most, his ability to selflessly defend and protect is seen through the numerous scars, slowly healing over his body from the attack on his clan and mate. The giant beast, appears to be rough and blocks out strangers quite easily until he warms up to them.

Bio: Roaming freely the mass of bright colored scales avoids any topic of his past. He's wary of opening up and only shows his real emotions to the little lump of life he carries on his back, almost identical to himself and blending well. At barely even 1 he carried the young like her mother would have if necessary, rarely a male would be seen in most lands carrying his own young, heck, most young never new their father, but Ace seemed different. He roamed quickly, stopping when necessary to ensure his little Lady was getting everything, avoiding occupied areas and those who visibly requested he not come near. He seeks a place to call home once more, a place to raise his young and maybe meet some other dragons that accept the way he chooses to live.

Other: A fast flyer by nature, Ace doesn't match most dragons with a rather chilly breath compared to their hot, flames. He enjoys relaxing on the river banks, strolling through the coverage of green forestry and most of all, spending time with his little Lady.

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Ace smiled lightly as he glanced about, wings tucked closely around his form as his tail wrapped around to once side, the little creature between his forelimbs yawning widely as she curled up snugly tight to the grey dragons chest.

With a light puff of breath he'd lower his own head and completely cover the hatchling from sight though without crushing her in the slightest. He'd take another look at the settling figures within the crevice and with a hefty sigh he'd allow his eye lids to slide shut, readily dozing off after his long journey.

He'd await for the storm to end and night to pass before awaking, but for now he'd savor the ability to just relax and go limp.

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

As she gently puffed, Acacia allowed her nasals to draw in deep breaths, slowly approaching that familiar location after a decent bit of travel, every scent trail that lingered in the frigid weather about it was depicted one by one, until she came to a halt, a strange scent danced upon every nerve in her nostrils before she grunted.

Paws pacing one after the other collected to a trot as her hackles began to raise upon her neck trailing down over her shoulders and along her spine, muscles tensed as she attempted to make herself look larger than she was, and, well braver too. She'd approached from behind the house unknowing which direction she'd wandered she could have ended up anywhere around the building. As she edged towards the edge of the forest's cover she'd halt for a mere moment, the moonlight illuminating those mix toned orbs.

Having a small spike of courage, her vocals began to rub, a rumble rose from the depths of her chest and up through her maw, nasal bridge rippling as she dipped her head, ears forward and tail low yet stiff as she stuck only her nose out of the forests line. Barely visible except the coloring of her sights as she made herself audible to the lurking wolf peeking through a glass door.

As she slowly began to take another step out of her hiding place she'd eventually realize what she was doing, the sudden shift of courage to uncertainty was visible in her eyes and in the motion of ears falling backwards, then forwards quickly along with the almost immediate silence. She prayed that the Ulfric had heard her, or at least, that the other wasn't quite as interested in her.

Acacia stood stiffly, fur still raised as she watched the other werewolf, puffing hefty breaths as she watched every movement of the other closely.

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

G'night @Spybuster! Sleep well.

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

As the sudden sound of two bullets echoed over the mountains ranges, bright eyes suddenly flashed open, velveteen nasals racing as their side panels pulled inwards and outwards with every breath drawn.

I must have dozed, damnit! Acacia thought to herself, those gun shots were something she'd heard before, the Ulfric, shaking the waters of the forest by sending hunters on their way, with little game on the table it wasn't worth hunting with others already out.

At this point the chill in the air barely bothered her, the puffy fur lining her body bristled lightly with a gentle shiver. Slowly she arose to all fours once more, chest dipping as front legs extended in a cat like stretch, jaws parting as she yawned.

I guess it's time to head back, was her last thought, with an ungrateful puff of breath her haunches all tensed eventually sprung, launching the bright ball of fluff forward as decently sized paws sunk into the ivory sheeting, powering forward at a full gallop she grunted lightly, leaping over a fallen tree here and there as she barely slowed down.

Upon the collection of herself, she'd listen lightly to her surroundings, she'd only slow after realizing she was a tad further away than anticipated, tail low as she paced herself at a trotting speed. Fine tuned ears picked up almost every sound around her and for a decent distance, while observant eyes sensed even the slightest movement. She was a well aware creature, then again, she needed to be if she wanted to keep herself safe.

Briskly moving through the chilled terrain, Acacia tried to recall exactly how far she'd wandered this time, it seemed to be a habit to mindlessly wander through the surrounds of her home territory, she'd been told numerous times by many of her higher ranking pack members that she should stay near, but, she never listened.

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Followed suit as the pair of siblings found their way amongst the rocks crevice. He'd begin his descent and as rain began to catch up attempt to latch onto the rocky surface bellow the entrance, sharp talons scraping and leaving partial marks as he began to scramble his way upwards. The young on his back well attached as she watched the things around them, still complaining as she began feeling the chilled water upon her scaly flesh.

As Ace reached the crevice he'd draw himself inwards, heading for the back corner as he shook lightly, wings tucking close to his body as he looked towards the sisters, they were as attached to eachother as his mate had been with her own. Before long he'd lower to his stomach in a laying position, glancing over his shoulder as he smiled lightly to the shivering hatching, "Come here, you." he puffed towards her.

While staring off with bright eyes at the other dragons within the dry crack, the pale little figure began to shift and slide, rotating so she was going bum first before dropping to the floor with a thud, a very graceful landing it would seem. Though she barely seemed to care as she climbed over one of her fathers large limbs and once on all fours curled up close to his chest in what seemed like a very very safe spot.

Ace merely smiled as he lowered his head and nudged her, thick nasals blowing a heavy breath upon her to warm her up from the sudden gusts outside and he flickered emerald sights upon Rala with that same grateful look.

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

Can't you do 3 people in Private Messages? - I've done that before for other RPs.

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

@The Emperors Blade - Now why on earth would I do that?