The Land of the Mightyena*

[Neko]

THIS RP IS RATED TEEN

Well, with my luck, I came back here as soon as all the rp's spots were taken. Now I'm going to make my own ^^

The Land of the Mightyena*​

The land of the Mightyena is a land that stretches far, for miles on end. The land has never once been invaded by humans or other Pokemon of the larger species; It's only inhabitants are Mightyena, and smaller Pokemon species, in which the Mightyena use for prey.

The land is divided into four pieces, each containing the territory of one of the four packs; River pack, Mountain pack, Forest pack, and Field pack. Each pack is separated from the others by boundary markings. The boundaries have been there for over centuries; forbidding each pack to mingle with another. If, by any chance, one pack member does wander off into another one's pack, they will most likely be immediately killed by a member of that territory they "invaded."

However, there is one thing that ties all the four packs together; the Crystal Pool.

The Crystal Pool is a larger than normal pond, located in the middle of the land, not belonging to any of the four pack's territories. This pond, however, is different from most ponds, not meaning just it's size. The Crystal Pool, surrounded by a forest of great oaks and other large trees, can tell the future or tell prophecies of what will happen to the four packs, whether it be a storm, a territory invasion, or something much larger.

What's stranger is the prophecies and futures of the packs are foretold by their ancestors, who have already passed away long ago, whether it be a grandfather, or a dad. Any member of any pack can go to the Crystal Pool at any time, whether they feel alone or need someone to talk to, or have a problem with something. All they have to do is lean over the Crystal clear water, and it will immediately start glowing a soft pink color, and the spirit of an ancestor from that pack will appear on the water.

Some of the luckier ones, don't even have to go to Crystal Pool; they receive prophecies in their dreams, from their ancestors. That is what will happen to us…

Ok, so we rp as Mightyena from either of the four packs. When we start your first post has to be about the dream you receive (the prophecy will be in my first post, so you must use the same one, but receive it in a different way in a dream).

I will post my sign-up a bit later.

Name:
Gender:
Age: (Mightyena years)
Pack:
Position: (Leader? Deputy? Warrior? Queen? Apprentice?)
Description:
Personality:
Rp sample:

Rules:

1) All of Pc's rules apply (except for the cursing one, if I can >.>)
2) No godmodding
3) Type out FULL WORDS (meaning don't type "u" for "you")
4) No script rping
5) I am allowing to kick you out (only if you start fights out of the rp or don't follow the rules)
6) All posts MUST be over (or at LEAST) 3 lines

~_____~ *dies*

 

[Wolf_Goddess]

((Got this idea from the Warrior series? Mrf, I love those books, but the newer ones are...eh. Personally, I prefer the old ones.

But my main question is, how do you want their names to be? I'll edit it if you want them some other way.))

Name: Hawkstar

Gender: Male

Age: 4

Pack: River Pack

Position: Leader

Description: A large powerful male Mightyena with long legs and a muscular chest. His muzzle is battle scarred, and his paws are webbed in between the pads to help him swim better. They are also quite large, enabling him not to sink as much in the Marsh. His pelt is also thick, and his front right paw is ivory. His eyes are the strangest part, for Abisso possesses multicoloured eyes. His right eye is a deep cobalt, while his other eye is emerald. Though it may not be entirely obvious, his right eye is entirely blind, a birth defect that formed due to some disease in the eye. If one looks closely at it, they would see that it appears somewhat foggy.

Personality: He may come across as a gruff individual because of his battle scarred appearance, but he can be quite kind at moments. Though he does possess a temper, he saves it up until he needs it to defend what is most important to him, his pack. He's loyalty is undying, and it also gives him the strength to keep going even in the toughest of times. As a cub he used to be reckless, but after and incident that involved starting a small fight with another Clan and almost loosing his life, he has learned from it.

Rp sample: ((Ripped off another RP, but still a sample nonetheless. From War Over Hoenn: Beginnings, my opening post.))
The Vulpix in her arms began to squirm as they entered the area of the Safari Zone. Satomi looks down at her curiously, tightening her grip upon the fox Pokemon. She had read somewhere that Pokemon could sense things that were about to happen, but normally that was with Psychic Pokemon, not Fire bred species. Besides, nothing bad was to happen, it was just her weekly visit to the Zone. Looking down at the small creature in her arms, she figured that Pixie was just excited, especially with all these trainers around. It hadn't been this crowded for awhile...or at least as long as Satomi was here...which in retrospect was not quite long at all.

Many looked curiously at the Vulpix, pondering over the strange markings on the tail. All six of them were tipped in a deep charcoal black before regaining their usual red-hued brown colour. Whenever someone asked about the strange colour of the tails, the girl would reply that she had dyed them that colour. The truth was, Satomi was quite the rebelious teenager. Her eyes were heavy with black eyeliner, and she looked suited to be at some sort of rock concert, even though she was cladded in a normal black tank and plain blue jeans that were loose and held up with a large, simple black belt.

'And why did you dye them?' Many would continue, looking curiously at the girl. It was then that Satomi would smile, fingering her scarlet hair that was streaked with black.

'I had the time.'

Noticing that yet another trainer was about to ponder over the mysterious tails that Pixie possessed, the redhead scurried away in a nonchalant manner, and was shortly stopped by a guard. The look on his face read that he obviously did not want to do this job. Who would blame him from the looks of this crowded place?

"Pokeball." He says gruffly, poking at the belt roughly. He was intelligent enough to know that this was a belt used to hold Pokeballs from the small clasps on it, and yet he saw naught of the contraption.

"Uh...?" Satomi said, blinking her brilliant cobalt eyes in somewhat of an innocent manner. She truly had no idea what he meant.

His sigh was coarse, and her rubbed his five o'clock shadow. "If you're paticipating in the hunt, then you have to put your Vulpix in a Pokeball."

Satomi cursed mildly at herself. How stupid could she get, she left Pixie's Pokeball at home...and it was too late to get it now. Her mother was out working at whatever the hell she does, and her father was out doing whatever the hell he did. She possessed no keys, and the house was undoubtfully...locked. Dammit.

"I forgot it at home," she snaps coldly, still pissed at how stupid she had gotten.

"Then I suppose you shall just watch." The guard said, looking at her roughly. She glares at him, her blue eyes filled with a ominous feel to them, but obliges, turning away towards the crowd. She finds herself standing next to a man with a small scratch on his nose. A girl had just recently said her goodbyes, and Satomi accidentally caught his name. Ned, if she heard correctly.

Pixie still seemed a bit nervous, and then again, she wasn't used to being by so many people. Satomi held the black-tipped Vulpix closer to her chest, feeling the slight tremble of the nervous creature vibrate throughout her body.

"Why are you so nervous, hm?" she cooed at it, rubbing Pixie between the ears. "It isn't like anything bad is going to happen..."

((If something in this sign-up is unacceptable, then please alert me and I shall change it to your specifications.))

 

[Neko]

Yeah.. I currently have all of the ones that are out now <3 (Jut waiting til' August for Twilight lol. True, the older ones are better, but I still love them all lol

Umm, about the names...I was hoping for names like those of the Warriors series, but many people probably don't read the book so they won't know ;__; My name is going to be based on the Warriors ranks though, since I find them...kewl 8D XD


Name: Snowfang

Gender: Female

Age: 2 1/2

Pack: Mountain Pack

Position: Deputy

Description: A Mightyena leaning towards the more leaner side of things. Her legs are long, and slender, and her paws are if smaller size. Light gray fur covers the lower part of her body, while darker fur covers the top. Her fangs are slightly bigger than an average female's fang, and tend to stick out a bit, though nobody seems to notice since they don't stick out much to begin with. Her ears are of average size, but are more slimmer than a Mightyena's usually are. Her tail is longer too, and a bit on the fluffy side. Most male Mightyena tend to get attracted to her looks, and most female jealous.

Personality: A Mightyena who has high determination and who seeks adventure almost 24/7. She enjoys going through the forest where lays the Crystal Pool, though lately she has been getting very bored. She wishes to experience something new everyday, but mostly it is the same thing. Thats why most of the time some will just see her as tired, lazy, etc. It'd not really that; she just hasn't the potential. While the males drool over her, in the end it is her who ignores them and pretends that it is no big deal. She is not interested in any of the warriors; the only one she does have a slight interest for is Boulderstar, the leader of the pack. To her, he is the only one worth competing for in a relationship, though she thinks it will be fairly easy, since she has been noticing the same signs from Boulderstar.

All the females tend to get jealous over her; jealous over her looks, and her luck in life. Snowfang doesn't tend to think much of it though, just as a part of her normal life. And though she may not be very close to anyone in her pack, being hated by females and not interested in the males, she still vows everyday that she will protect the pack whole until the moment she dies, without hesitation.


Rp sample:

"Lady Snooowfang!"

'Oh god, not again' Snowfang rolled her eyes as she walked swiftly into the cave in which her pack lived. Weaving through the warriors, she ignored all the calls of "love" from the males and shouts of anger from the females. 'God when is this pack ever going to grow up' She slowly started trotting through, getting to the back of the cave.

"Hey. Snowfang>" When she had finally reached the back she was greeted by the lean, muscular, shape of Boulderstar, the leader of the Mountain Pack.

Snowfang, now totally ignoring the shouts of the warriors, which were slowly dieing anyway, set down the rabbit at Boulderstar's paws, which she was carrying. She looked up. "Dinner"

"We can share. Bring it to our den." Boulder (which is what Snowfang likes to call him), bent down and nuzzled her ear for a brief second, before turning and going into a tunnel that was dugged through the back of the cave in front of then, which led to their den.

Sure, most may ask why Snowfang and Boulder share dens; usually it's the warrior's den which the deputy sleeps in; but Snowfang doesn't have the time or care to answer their questions. She thought they were pointless questions anywas; as almost any smart wolf could obviously see that Snowfang and Boulder were together.

Shaking off those troubled thoughts, Snowfang hastily picked up the rabbit again and trotted slowly through the tunnel, ducking as she went. Once she got out the the other side, where lay Boulder in what was their den, she placed the rabbit down in front of them and she too, sat down. They began to feast..

~~

After the meal Snowfang lay next to Boulder, their pelts brushing against one another's. "Good night my little Snow.."

Snowfang was already dozing, but what she didn't know, was that this was the last night for a long time, she will ever spend with Boulder again...

 

[Wolf_Goddess]

((Okay then, I changed his name (because I like the names too! ^.^). Not too original, I know...But I was planning to do that name if you did want it like the Warriors. I used to roleplay them often, but now I've sort of lost all the sites I used to belong to, mainly because they grew inactive...XD

I have a feeling a lot more people on this site have read them though...I tried to get my sister into them, but she was like "WTF, a book about talking cats?" so I sort of gave up on it...))

 

[Heart-felt]

Aww, awesome! The Warrior series are top-notch! Just though I'd drop by to say good job in twisting this into Pokemon style, and most importantly--good luck X3!

 

[Ibuberu]

Edit- Feebas, I decided to change Sona's pack, along with some of her profile. Hope that doesn't cause any inconvenience. X3

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Name- Sonaraku [She hates the name. X3 Call her Sona]
Gender- Female
Age- Barely past a year and a half
Pack- Forest Pack
Position- Apprentice

Description-

Sona's fairly young and inexperienced, hence the lowly duty of 'Apprentice'. Despite this[and the fact that she was always made fun of because of her smaller size] the Mightyena still manages to look mean and intimidating[like all her pack], her shiny black pelt and all. Her composed hazy grey eyes stand in stark contrast with her unkept fur. The grey tuft of mess roughly cleaned and straightened out. Sona has nice, lean legs, all four equally 'well built'. She was from the Forest Pack after all, they were known for the fact that they could run ample distance, while jumping from branch to branch of a tree.
Her dull-looking paws are of average size, though her claws seem blunt, like a butter knife. Well, if she knew what a butter knife was anyway. Her tail is prone to having a mind of it's own, swinging whichever way it wants. Tending to stand out due to the fact that it's a great deal shorter than most Mightyena.

Last but certainly not least, her name means 'Fulfiller' in her pack's olden language. It speaks that one who posseses the name is destined to guide herself into finding and fufilling her dreams.

Personality-

This female Mightyena has a high-strong personality. Though, her unusual clumsiness manages to shy it away most of the time. Tripping over her on paws for no apparent reason whatsoever, bumping into others of her pack. Being laughed at every given time of the day, having to endure hearing the taunts, of her only amounting up to 'a bumbling child'. It was embarassing. Truely, embarassing.
But- She sees at this with another outlook. Better noticed than not!
For some strange reason which drives her on, she still manages to laugh along with the others! Apologising for her mistake, before trotting off, acting like it had never happened.

Turning away from this part of Sona, one can never neglect to notice the fact that she tends to... let herself go. Her messy fur, ruffled pelt. The Mightyena had never given these 'trivial' matters a second thought. Mostly growling, claiming that 'One should never waste life's finer points by licking themselves silly! I mean, the Sun isn't going to stop rising if you don't do it!'. She takes things too lightly most of the time, and rarely thinks about the details in situations. Rather, looking at the big picture on a whole basis.

She's an energetic youth, but, with being so young, also means that she's rather ignorant and naive of what the world really looks like beyond the dense undergrowth of the forest. Though, with her would-be care attitude, she never even gave this a second thought.

Other than this, Sona has a good temper, her mad outbursts few and far between. Granted, one should never take advantage of this trait.... Who knows when she'll snap.

RP sample-
[I'm still lazy... For now, this'll have to do. If you need a fresh new sample, please tell me. X3
Apologies!]

From- Showgan
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Jena didn't have much to comment on. Zach and Amelia seemed to be talking to themselves, Maxie wasn't around, Kayley and Silver were acting rather quiet, she had to admit, this was a strange feeling. Not as strange as the one she had felt a while back, though. When she was at home, well, you weren't supposed to talk while meditating and, it would seem weird to talk to yourself when you were training alone. Pokemon didn't count, since you were only allowed to shout them attacks. Since she had met these great trainers, they were all talking, now, the lack of conversation didn't seem right to the girl.

She'd just have to make do with thinking to herself. Again, apparently.

If her mother was to ever see this, what she was doing right now, the explosion caused would have most likely destroyed the Earth. Her mother... Zhena was always prone to losing her cool, but never had she actually caused an uproar, albeit one time...

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"GAHHH!!!"Zhena's shout of frustration was the first sound Jena heard as she entered her mother's office. She was a little shorter, and her hair covered both her eyes as she stood at a corner of the room. The girl had to be about eleven or twelve at that time, age didn't really matter.

"Eehh! People now these days!! She thinks she's all great and superior! Just because she's a gym leader! I'm just as good! Eh! Even better, much better!!"her mother clenched her fists together tightly, as she continued ranting to herself.

"Eh, thinks she's better just because she managed to become the Champion!! And she says that I'm the barbarian..."she marched around the room while her daughter stared at the floor, arms tucked behind her body.

"I'll show her! Ehh!! Definately!"the woman's voice was full of anger and determination, as she punched the air with one balled fist, her knuckles seemingly whitening due to the fact that she was clenching them a tad too hard.

"..... I-I'm sorry, mama. Eh, but, why'd you call me here..?"Jena managed to pluck up the courage to speak, lifting the hair covering her face with one hand, so that she was able to see her mother properly.

Zhena's face was as red as a Torkoal, as she closed her eyes, taking her pent up anger to the wall with a punch. Her daughter resented asking the question immediately, as she saw that there was a small dent in the wall where she had hit. Perhaps, it was made of a cheap something... yes, that was it!

"EH!! Isn't it obvious?! You're here so I can tell you! Next time you see that no good gym leader, give her a good beating!"she told her child, sighing as she received a confused blink for an answer.

"Eh, whatever. Can't remember what her name was. Bet she didn't even bother to tell me, that show-off. All I know, is that she's a leader with a son, both of them think they're the best! With their 'perfect' blonde hair.... and 'captivating' blue eyes, not to mention their proud, arrogant, I-know-I'm-better-than-you act."the mother waved her hands around, explaining to her duaghter.

"Eh.... Don't we have blue eyes?"

"Eehh! That ain't the point! Either change the color of your eyes, or make sure they're better than her son's!! As long as you keep this in that empty head of yours! If you ever meet anyone like that, make sure you beat them till' they say they're sorry for insulting the Minanes! Understand?!"she jabbed the girl's forehead with one forceful finger.

"Eh, Y-Yes!! Yes, Mama!!"Jena rubbed her forehead, nodding to her mother. She was used to this happening, though, this time, instead of it being her, another family was the one in the wrong. Knowing Zhena, she had to be exaggerating again. But, the girl knew much, much, better than to question this. Especially when she looked like she had been pushed to her limit.

"Great,"the woman said, crossing her arms as she grinned,"Now, get your lazy self back to training!!!"

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The only one who fit the description was Rai. He was blonde, and he did have blue eyes. But, he wasn't proud or arrogant. At least, to Jena. One had to possess the three qualities before she could actually start 'avenging' her family's name. Since the boy lacked the last one, she had to look past this, shouldn't she? Of course. It wasn't like she had to be so unlucky, or that fate had deemed it, that she was to meet that gym leader lady or her son.

"Not like he's the son, Mama must've drank a bit too much herbal tea that day..."

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[Stantler]

OOC: This is the first rpg I have ever been invited too. I feel special, lol.

IC:

Name: Almor
Gender: Male
Age: 246 (1,000 Human Years)
Pack: Field Pack
Position: Leader
Description: A very old Mightyena with a full mane and longer fur. The mane, especially near the head has beads in them as decoration. Along with the beads, he also wears feathers of various birds. They run down his mane and hang off his fur. Along his neck we wears various necklesses made up of bone that form a sort of vest. On his legs he wears braclets that is made up of bone also. However they have curvings on them of the creatures native to the Grasslands.

His face and body are covered in various scares of countless battles Almor has gone through in his younger years. His left eye is completely scared. The entire eye is white, missing a pupil, while a large scar in the shape of a half moon is formed from hiis forehead to his cheeck.

Aside from these traits. Almor still looks healthy and fit which to this day still attracts many of his female pack members.

Personality: Almor is highly intelligent and is very down to earth. He admires the world he lives in and respects all aspects of life and creatures as a whole. Before and after a hunt he prays for the soul of the victim to find peace in its own afterlife and to thank it for giving him and his tribe, pack, another meal. Because of this he is very spirtual and superstitious. He belives in bad omens and good fortune and on certain days and times he would hold a ceremony of various dancers of the tribe perform dances around a fire while howling and music of the Mightyenas stomping their paws or playing instruments that they have created.

It is from this behavior that the Field Pack has become more of a tribe of one and has never changed for many years. It is also from this that some think Almor is crazy or lost his edge giving him some questionable tribe or pack members.

Back in his day, Almor was a very powerful and skilled warrior that won every single battle he has ever been in. It is because of this that Almor has become legendary and has been known as Almor the Invicible, or Almor the Wise. His legend still holds because even after so many years, he is still alive which upholds the legend of him being wise and invicible. Even in his now older years he is still able to hold his ground and is a force to be reckoned with. From this, the entire pack has great respect for him, even the questionable ones. However, though he was very aggressive when he was younger, over the years he has become very passive and always tries to find a peaceful solution to solve problems instead of fighting.


Rp sample:

OOC: This is from the RPG that I created known as Pokemon.

IC:

Tommy is right over a hill near the two trainers battling. He seems to be holding a Town Map and a confused look.

"Okay.. where am I? That right turn at Mahogany should of brought me to Golden Rod.. shouldn't it?" He asked himself confused as he stared at his map trying to figure out if he is going the right way.

Then it hit him. He turned his map the other way. He was holding it upside down this entire time.

"Oh... great!" He said to himself as he slapped his hand to his head.

"I'm lost!" He told himself followed by a desperate look for help.

He sighed and slowly began to walk around once more until he heard some sort of commotion. He raced across the hill he was on and looked down from the small hill and saw two trainers having a battle. The battle seemed to be of a Sneasel and a Blaziken. Tommy has seen a Sneasel before but he has never seen a Blaziken and without a Pokedex, he has no idea what it even is.

"Look at that." He spoked to himself.

He watched the battle and saw the new Pokemon do a Fire Attack as the Sneasel created a shield of ice around it.

"Whoa, I haven't seen anything like that before." He said getting excited by the intense battle.

Just then an idea came to him.

"Hmm.. maybe these Trainers know where I am. Maybe when they are done I could ask." He thought to himself.

He looked around and slowly went down the hill while looking at the battle. He was far enough to not be hurt or interfere with the battle.

 

[Alter Ego]

Name: Skye
Gender: Female
Age: 1 1/4
Pack: Mountain Pack
Position: Apprentice

Description: Very youthful and innocent-looking as Mightyenas go, despite being nearly full-grown physically, Skye still can't seem to come off as anything but an unusually large Poochyena with her strangely fluffy-looking - and nearly white - fur and large, innocent eyes, the effect being further enhanced by the fact that they're sky blue, unlike the conventional red. She has her fangs like any other Mightyena, of course, but even their intimidating effect seems strangely dampened, possibly because they tend to be locked in a slightly vacant smile.

Personality: Skye is...well, a bit strange. She is obedient enough, certainly, quick to oblige and rarely complaining, but for anyone watching her in a fight, it's obvious that the Mightyena finds no joy in fighting or killing, often withdrawing to solitude after particularly nasty hunts or border scuffles. She also tends to be distanced from those around her, rarely participating in conversations but gazing up at the sky instead, lost in thought. When she does speak, however, her words tend to be very carefully thought out and often almost completely incomprehensible. Skye, it seems, speaks only when she deems it necessary. only says what is absolutely necessary and apparently hates repeating herself. In contrast to her strange insightfulness, she can also come off as very childlike and almost unbelievably naive at times, often tottering after older members of the pack and following everything they do with unwavering concentration without letting as much as a single word cross her lips. The general consensus of the pack - often almost desperately discussed in various degrees of confidence - is that the young Mightyena's behaviour is just "funny influences" derived from her mother, a now deceased old female who had become notoriously eccentric after her mate and three pups perished in a ferocious clash between the clans. This explanation doesn't seem very satisfying, however, as it neglects explaining how the old, rattled, and completely undesirable female found someone to father the pup, but this little wrinkle is overlooked by consensus, nervously laughed away among the more gossipy members of the pack, and Skye has yet to answer the question for herself. She also seems strangely unbothered by the way most pack members try to steer clear of her, apparently fully content to stroll after her newest target of interest: the pack deputy, Snowfang.

Rp sample: Bleah, laziness is so contagious. I'll just point at Ancient Dynasty for now. Fair enough?

EDITNESS: Nyah, fresh sample up and running. I hope I didn't take too many liberties. ^-^

He knew it.

Ever since that near-fatal accident he had caused with the loose boulders, he had known that Boulderstar wouldn't let him off that easily. You didn't not trigger an accidental landslide and nearly kill off two warriors of the pack only to get away with cleaning duty, and even if he had somehow believed that, the fact that he was actually getting an apprentice to help - under the pretence of education - should have been enough of a warning. The older Mightyena sighed as he trudged over to the sizeable pile of debris and rocks clogging the passage. Of course, not everything needed to be cleared out. After all, the Mightyenas of the mountain pack were as sure-footed as they come, and a suitable amount of boulders would hardly pose an obstacle even for the pups, intruders, however, would probably not be quite as lucky. With a steep but sharp-cragged face of rock on one side and a deep chasm on the other, they could be easily bunched up and defeated- Yes, the job in itself wasn't hard, just tedious, but his supposed "assistance" was another matter alltogether.

"Flint-sama?" the voice of a younger, female Mightyena reached the older one's name, snapping him from his thoughts. He didn't even need to turn around to spot the speaker as he could already picture her perfectly in his mind: that strange, nearly white furr, all fluffy like a pup's, and those piercing blue eyes. The Mightyena gave an involuntary shudder, having felt that very pair focused on him with such intensity for the whole journey had been an unnerving experience to say the least. The apprentice had spoken only once this far, and completely ignored her elder's desire to be called by his proper name; Flintfang.

"Yes...Skye?" he replied in as even a voice as he could manage, forcing himself to turn his head in the general direction of the one who was adressing him, creepy though those eyes were. 'Get a grip.' he scolded himself mentally, 'She's just an apprentice like any other, even if she is creepier than usual. There's no reason to be this ruffled. She's probably just going to ask for orders or something.' it was a vain hope, and he knew it.

"Why do we fight?"

'Of all the stupid-' Flintfang thought for himself, but he quickly stiffled the urge to say it out loud; "To get food." he replied simply, "That's why we hunt. You do know how to hunt, don't you?"

"Flint-sama, that's not what I meant." Skye remarked with the strained patience of one who was trying to converse with a child, "Why do we attack others?"

"Because this is our territory." the older Mightyena replied irritably "And we must defend it from intrusion. That's what being a warrior is all about."

The apprentice considered his words for a moment, all the while persisting to look at Flintfang in a slightly disorienting manner, as if she was trying to stare at a point a few inches beneath his skull and the face was only getting in the way.

"Why...is this our territory?" she asked at last.

"Why?" the warrior echoed in disbelief, "It's because-" he took a brief pause. 'Why? Because it's ours, because it's always been ours. The proof of the territory is in the territory.' he groaned. No wonder Boulderstar had wanted a break from the pup, her silence was uncomfortable, but her questions were downright insufferable, and she had been following Snowfang like a shadow for almost a week now. The pack leader had probably wanted some private time with his female - well, it seemed obvious to him that the deputy was Boulderstar's by right, even if it wasn't 'official' so to speak - "It's because we live here!" he snapped at last, "Because we hunt here! It's ours because it's ours! Because we were here first!" he growled irritably, "Now enough of this nonsense, we need to clear out these boulders."

"Why?"

"Because they're dangerous and they're obstructing our passage!" he replied, becoming continuously annoyed with the constantly calm voice of the apprentice, in fact, didn't he detect a sense of pity in there? Was the pup thinking she was smarter?

For a moment more, Skye stared at Flintfang in silence as the older Mightyena trudged over to the nearest boulder letting out a howl as he charged for one of the cracks, knocking of a large chunk from the top with a Rock Smash attack.

"Flint-sama?" she remarked, interrupting him in mid-blow as he prepared to strike off another chunk, "How long have these boulders been here?"

"I-I don't know and I don't care!" the Mightyena replied gruffly, "Forever, I suppose. Why?"

"Well, if they've been here longer than us, aren't we intruding on their territory?"

"That's-they're-they're rocks for goodness sake!" Flintfang exclaimed in desperation, taking out part of his anger on the boulder by chipping off another chunk "Rocks don't have territories!"

"I understand." Skye said simply, proceeding to walk towards another one of the stray boulders and prodding it experimentally. However, just as Flintfang hoped that he had finally gotten to the end of the questions, the apprentice spoke up once again:

"Flint-sama..." she began, "Are these rocks attacking us?"

"Well...not as such." Flintfang replied, "Why do you ask?" talking to the pup was like picking at a scabb, you knew that the more you did it the worse it would get, but somehow you just couldn't stop picking.

"We're only supposed to hunt and defend." Skye said slowly, "But if we don't hunt rocks and the rocks aren't doing anything that we can defend ourselves against, are we allowed to attack them?"

"I-" the older Mightyena replied, noticing far too late that he had stepped into the verbal equivalent of a bear trap, "I-I don't-" he searched desperately for a way to wriggle out with his status as the wiser intact, finally coming upon something that seemed to qualify.

"Come to think of it, these rocks actually did attack us." he stated triumphantly, "They came rolling from above and nearly killed some of our warriors in a fight a few days ago. That's why we have to destroy them. Do you see?"

Skye's eyes widened slightly, a tinge of what the older Mightyena, much to his surprise, found to resemble sadness flashing across them. She merely nodded in response.

"Good." Flintfang replied, now being in far better spirits than before, "Now stop talking and help me fight off these intruders." he seriously hoped that none of the other pack members were around, referring to boulders as enemies would surely make him the laughing stock of the whole pack.

Skye nodded once again, trotting closer to the large pile of rocks and studying it carefully for a while before continuing alongside the main pile until she was almost at the cliff's edge.

"What are you doing?" Flintfang growled irritably, once again having to interrupt his work in order to check up on the apprentice.

"Studying the enemy." she replied in a tone suggesting that this should have been perfectly obvious, "Flint-sama. Strike there, please." she nodded towards one of the more sizeable boulders which had been wedged in a horizontal position in front of the pile of larger ones.

"Now look!" the older Mightyena growled, puffing up his chest fur in an attempt to seem more in charge, "I'm the warrior and I give the orders!"

"I don't have the strength." Skye explained in the politely bored voice of someone trying - for the tenth time - to teach a little child that one plus one is two, "Strike here, please."

"I-" Flintfang continued, "I-FINE!"

He growled in aggitation, gathering up power for a moment before charging at the rock and delivering a powerful strike to it that caused cracks to form along the boulder's surface.

As soon as the blow had been landed, Skye charged forward in turn, forcing the older warrior to dodge to the side as she delivered a careful imitation of the move to the central crack, causing the boulder to shatter, before quickly leaping back again.

The effect was nearly instantaneous, a deep rumbling suddenly becoming audible as the barricade of stone celebrated its release by beginning to tumble down the slight slope of the path and into the chasm below, first the smaller rocks and pebbles close by, then the larger rocks than had been resting on them, the entire blockade falling down like so many dominoes.

"That-" Flintfang managed to utter, gaping in awe, "How did you-"

He paused, suddenly realising that Skye wasn't with him anymore and soon spotting the peculiarly coloured Mightyena's departing back a good way up on the slope they had come down.

"Wait!" Flintfang called out, but between the rumble of the stones and the howling of the winds, even the full-grown Mightyena's howl was hopelessly drowned, and he could do nothing but watch, his gaze travelling back and forth between the peculiar apprentice and the now cleared passage while his mind stubbornly refused to grasp what had just happened. One thing was certain, though, this had probably not been what Boulderstar had in mind.

Meanwhile, up on the slope, Skye's attention had already been shifted tn a spot in the distance; the pack dens, her paws at full work with bringing their owner towards it as quickly as possible and her eyes glinting slightly.

"Snow-nee-chan." the Mightyena whispered quietly, "I'm coming."

 

[Neko]

Everybody that signed up *ish too lazy to mention names lol*: Accepted! ^^

I also finished my profile up (which is very hard after watching Black Cat x_X) And for my rp sample I made it the before-post for when we begin; it describes what happened before Snowfang went to sleep. ^^'

 

[Alter Ego]

Like, not to clutter up this thread with meaningless posts or anything, but I just wanted to point out that I've added a fresh RP sample now. I hope I didn't go overboard. =3 Oh, and out of curiosity, how many joiners are we looking for before starting? I imagine that there would be quite a lot since there are four packs and all, but still...*Is anxious to start*

...

Right, shutting up now. ^-^

 

[Neko]

^^; Well I still don't know what happend to Strider and the rest...I know Meeee<3 is signing up, she just doesn't have the rp sample yet. As for now, I am just waiting D; Cause I know how hard it is when you are behind in an rp x.X Though I also don't want this to die before we even get started....ummm....

...How about Saturday night then? If the people I mentioned join before the mentioned date, then we'll start sooner, but if they don't then we are starting Saturday night no matter what :3

 

[Clow]

It's been a while sense I RP here so I guess I'll join this baby, I've been working on this for a while.

Note: He's a Poochyena GS gave the go ahead

Name: ShadowPaw

Gender: Male

Age: 1 1/2

Pack: Forest

Position: Apprentice

Description: Shadow, is, for a Poochyena quite large and full grown in his Poochyena state, he could have evolved a long time ago. His coat is a dark shade of grey, his tail is normal size and quite bushy. His outer eyes are yellow, but his pupils are dark green. His mussel is a bit larger, and the pattern is cut of at the top, instead of pointed. His under claws are also nice and firm, perfect for getting up trees.

Personality: Shadow is a young proud member of his pack, he's confident, and firmly believes in his principles. Shadow for the most part is a confident, laid back Poochyena, but harsh words towered him, or others, can get to him, so he can be a bit of a hot head, he also hates to be considered weak, just because he has deiced to stay a Poochyena longer than most. Though Shadow is a bit rash, he tries to stay as open minded as he can, even if it involves other packs, he understands this much opened mindedness my get him in trouble, but he will not always fallow laws that make no sense to him.

Rp sample: ( Ok this is from a digimon RP on another forum, if that won't do I'll make one, I haven't RPed here in a while, this is one of my better post.)

Leon sighed, "I already like Elecmon, he is cool, but when he puts out my short comings, do you think I'll run over to give him a hug? If something happened I would be sad, and we just met, we'll grow on each other. And you may have a point, though much time to act my age, I'm one of thoughs slightly cliché kids who are glowed to a book watch over by a personal tutor, and not to mention acting may age, won't get me far in a world of digital beast, such as the one the orange one is fighting." Leon then turned to Lucemon.

"And when you say reformed…" Elecmon interjected "I can answer that, you see when a digimon, well let say dies, it turns into an egg and is sent too one of a few towns were digimon eggs form, and is lets say reset. Then he can be the digital worlds greats hero or villain, though there base personality may remain, this still doesn't seal there fate in any direction, good or evil. "I've been told, I was once a great digimon, that protected a young human, but sadly met my end protecting it, but that could have just been a story." Leon smiled, and patted Elecmon "Thanks, and I think they were telling the truth it doesn't seem like the kind of fairytale people shut tell to random kids, or… young digimon."

 

[Erin Moonnite]

Name: Venix

Gender: Female

Age: 3

Pack: Forest Pack

Position: Warrior

Description: Venix is a strong, well built female. Her coat is of a darker brown, her being 'shiny'. One of her eyes is a sky blue, the other, red. Her paws are the color of black, the same with the tips of her ears and the tip of her tail. Her paws are large and wide, perfectly built for running over thick brush. Her tail is long and flowy, like the rest of her coat. Her hearing and sence of smell are very sharp, as are her large teeth when bared.

Personality: In the heat of battle, she can be fierce and terrifying. When around the Pack she is respectful and very gental. Some say her body was built for battle, and her soul as built for care. When she is upset, she does not take it out on others. She runs away to be by herself to think about it over. Her trust is hard to obtain, but once obtained she can be fiercely loyal. When in the presence of a Leader or Queen, or someone who is of higher rank, she is very respectful. Shy around larger ones unless insulted. She usually only takes action when ordered to, insulted, or being attacked.

Rp sample:
Venix ran swiftly through the thick forest of trees. Dodging these trees made great practice for battle when another is attempting an attack on her. Graceful were she steps as she troted about the forest floor.

She came to a stop and inspected her surroundings. A light breeze blew past her, her brown and black fur flow in it. The sent of another Pack nipped her nose, but she acted as if she didn't notice.

Soon, she heard a twig snap from behind and she looked around the place she heard the noise. A large male bounded at her, but she quickly rolled away. She used her powerful legs to leap into the air and land on him. They bit at each other, rolling around, trying to pin each other. Venix came out on top of the other male.

"What business do you have doing in the Forest Pack's land?" She asked, baring her teeth.
The male didn't respond, but struggled beneth her.
"What Pack do you belong to?!" She asked, becoming annoyed.
"I don't have a Pack!" He spat.
"Then why are you roaming around in a Pack's territory?!" Venix persisted.
"I'm looking for a Pack to join!" He said despritely.

Venix sighed and hopped off him. "Come, I'll show you to our Pack." She walked up closer to his face once he got up. "But if you do anything to harm anyone of the Pack I'll personally rip your head off." She said warningly before swiftly turning and walking around the trees.

 

[Neko]

Well um....I can't exactly decide with your sign-up erin ^^; I've decided to put you on hold until Saturday, so then maybe I can decide whether to except you or not...*dies*

(|The description and personality is a weee bit short; I would reccommend fixing those ^^"|)

 

[Clow]

But I'm in right ~GoldenStar~? If not tell me what to work on, and if so IS there anything I need to work on?

 

[Neko]

No everybody has been accepted but erin now, though your description is a bit short, I know you can rp well ;3

 

[Erin Moonnite]

(( Okay! I shall get to it! x3 *edits* Sorry about it, then. I'll make it better! ))

 

[Meeee<3]

Name: Luli

Gender: Female

Age: Around 2 or 3

Pack: The River Pack

Position: Apprentice

Description: Luli has very dark fur and is quite slim for a mightyena, you can see her eaes easily as they are crystal-like. She's quite good-looking, but not the best, just over average looking.

Personality: She can be kind and all, but she can also be very cheeky. And don't get on her bad side, unless she's having one of her tired or weak moments. A few males like her, however she is totally unaware, this is a shame as she's been looking for a partener for two years.

Rp sample:

'Concentrate on the water... the sparkle and the reflecting sun... concentrate... C-O-N-C-E-N-T-R-A-T-E... The mightyena thought, her eyes fixed on the water, trying to 'free her mind', although it wasn't really working. But it would work any second soon, she couldn't give up. She replaced her crystal eyes onto a glimmer, a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope that would bring her life to love... why was this glimmer of hope glimmering, anyway? Maybe love was getting closer... 'Focus, concentrate, it's getting closer...' She thought, excitement screaming and squealing to her heart... it was getting closer, it was getting closer...! The wind let a moarnful whisper out to the open as it kicked up the river, and the glimmer with it.

"OH, I GIVE UP!" She screamed, kicking a twig into the river as her echo approached her ears. She frowned at the Forest Pack, she shook her head at the Feild Pack, and she glared at the Mountain Pack. 'I know it's wrong to judge others for what they are, but they are all traitors. As by law. As by law. As by LAW!' Her head screamed. '... But I wonder why it is a law?' She wondered, and that was it. There was no reason. She stared up to the mountains as this thought flooded her head. 'But it's my law. And I know there is a reason. There must be...

 

[Neko]

Well I am taking a chance with Erin, just to be fair because I know meeee<3 can rp good already, though her sign-up is a little too short like erin's was. I think you two will do good anyway ^^ You are both accepted.

Now, we begin lol

Snowfang rolled aroundin her sleep, covered in sweat and panting as she dreamed a most horrible dream...


Snowfang looked up, eyes wide with terror. She was in the middle of a blood-soaked battle field; the sky red and the grass stained with Wolf's blood. Hundreds of Mightyena were seen before here, along with many, many humans. They both faught, spilling more and more blood by the second. 'What's going on??' She began to run forward, just realising that she was invisible to the, as both Mightyena and human ran through her translucent-like body. 'Why is this happening???'

Snow stopped dead in her tracks, staring up in horror as a large Mightyena leaped straight at a human, jaws opened, and bit him hard on the neck, spilling large amounts of blood. The human screamed out in pain and, just moments before he died, lifted his gun and shot at the attacking Mightyena's heart, instanly killing him. The human then fell to the ground, and died.

"B-Boul...-" Snow couldn't finish her sentence. She fell to the ground, her eyes filled with tears and her whole body trembling.

Her head immediately perked when she heard a faint voice in her head. Almost instantly, the battle cries began to die down, the horror sceen before her turning black, until she was surrounded by complete darkness.

"Snowfang..you must...hurry....chosen one.."

"Huh??" Snow looked around, eyes wide with fright. "What?? Chosen one?? What do you mean who are you???????!!!" Snow's questions ran together and her voice shook.

"..Snow...fang go..to..Crystal Pool tomorr..ow..See...there...." The voice died completely, and Snow's eyes shot opened as she jerked her head up from her forepaws and looked around her den.

"W-wha...." She panted heavily, her eyes still wide with the horror of her dream. Slowly she got up, falling once due to her body still trembling. Once she was fully up she limped out of the cave, and threw up, the dream still fresh in her mind. "What...the hell happend. Boulder...Boulder!" Her eyes windened as she remember Boulder. Rushing back to her den, Snow let out a short, shaky sigh as she saw Boulder sleeping contently on their nest. "B-Boulder...." Snow's whole body shook as the dream came back. Her eyes filled with tears as she walked out into the open. Laying down on her side, Snow glanced up at the moon. "What...the hell is going on...." Shakily, Snow layed her head down on the cool rock, as the shaking slowly subsided.

Then, as she closed her eyes and felt her body go limp, she quietly began to cry.






Ok, so your first post has to be about recieving the messege from an anonomous voice to go to the Crystal Pool tomorrow. Then we shall continue from there on~

 

[Charon]

{ooc| *seizures* Roleplay.... based on the warrior series...? Wow, I used to adore those books. Will sign up! I hope it's okay if I play a leader... }

Name: Greyback (or Grey for short)
Age: Around 8 or 9
Gender: Male
Pack: Forest
Position: Leader

Personality:
Despite his years, Grey is still as mischievous as he ever was, and while his body is blunted, his mind remains sharp. He is a kindly fellow, and has plenty of sympathy to spare - he's a firm believer in self-worth, and often tries to inflict this on others. He was a womaniser in his younger days, but then he met his mate. Now he had a quiet respect for the opposite gender. In his old age he has a powerful love for his pack members.
However, he doesn't suffer fools gladly. He reigns kindly, yet with an iron fist, which gets him respect from amongst his packmates.

Appearance:
Pace is an incredibly grizzled-looking beast. In his old age, his fantastic coat is streaked with gray and white, his ears are riddled with holes and he wears his battle-scars with pride. Many criss-cross his face and neck. He has a rather standard-looking coat, save for a black streak along his back. He was an extremely lithe looking beast, which no doubt contributed to his speed as a young mightyena. Now he had slightly more of a bulk about him, but he's by no means fat. His back right thigh sports a large wound, half-healed.
He's a ferocious beast to behold!

Sample: Check out the Showgan Roleplay

Other: Origionally went as FleetFoot, but was wounded terribly in a battle with a seviper during one of his many wanderings when he was around nine. As a result, he lost the ability to run, and hence changed his name.

{edit: Oh, and Grey is 100% mortal. As in, he's really getting on a bit, he's actually physically aging, and probably won't be able to keep up with the others all the time. I've just noticed there's another oldie in this roleplay, but I've been dying to play a character like Grey for some time now. So...xP}