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Lion King: Shah's Pride (Always Accepting)

Hey, I could go for lions right now.

The Gems of Earth (Steven Universe RP)

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On the Mountain of Glistening Ice

Name: Nyoraa

Age: 2 years

Species: Wolf

Appearance: Pale, creamy brown, with more black hair along her spine and black ears, tailtip, and face markings. Her dark face markings create a contrast that can give her a pretty severe look. Clear claws, deep amber-colored eyes. A scar along the base of her muzzle on the right exposes her back teeth slightly.

Personality: She doesn't like sharing food, especially with strangers, and she's pretty particular about her personal space. However, she becomes loyal to those she develops friendships with, becoming overprotective if she develops a strong friendship with someone. She takes great pride in her physical abilities of strength and speed, and she is a proud hunter as well. She's stubborn, insistent, hotheaded, but truly loves those she is close to. Itching to do something important and make a difference.

Bio: From the Coast Pack, Nyoraa is a prime specimen of her pack, with slim, strong muscles and long legs. She was part of a large litter––eight puppies!––of which only three survived to adulthood, including herself and her two brothers Amequin and Jeeldi. She is overprotective of both of them to the point of unnerving aggression. The scar on her muzzle comes from her puppyhood: she fell down a rocky beach while wrestling with her littermates; if the tide were high she would have drowned. Instead, she was caught by a sharp piece of rock which became infected numerous times, almost killing her(lucky her?). Everyone expected her to die; she was too stubborn for that.

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Name: Arkalii

Age: Five years

Species: Magpie

Appearance: Your average black-and-white magpie, with iridescent feathers that can look blue in bright light.

Personality: Frank, blunt, to-the-point, honest. Doesn't care what anyone thinks of her. Has a habit of "borrowing" food from wolf kills. When she's feeling playful, any wolves would do best to keep their ears out of sight if they don't want a notch in them. She is often seen perched on the heads or backs of high-ranked Coast-Pack wolves.

Bio: At two years ago, Arkalii trained and came to the Roost to work as a messenger because she'd heard that messengers were well-fed and secure birds. She was surprised to find, once the Coast-Pack chose her, how much she enjoyed it and liked the wolves in her new pack.

Other: Coast-Pack messenger.

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On the Mountain of Glistening Ice

The Order of Three is the group of three wolf packs: Coast-Pack, Wood-Pack and Hill-Pack. All of the packs live in harmony, cooperating with each other to ensure as little violence between them as possible. They have lived here for as long as anyone can remember in this way, though legend says that their ancestors were guided here by the ghosts of dire wolves.

Little do the peaceful packs know that they are soon to be threatened by two unassuming wolves from south of the coyote lands. Aamas and Siimas are brothers from the lost Ember-Pack: a pack that discovered how to use fire to their hunting advantage and hunted the herds they relied on into oblivion. The deluded brothers, convinced their way of life was right if only it didn’t fail again, traveled north to impose their strategy on the Order of Three.

The Wood-Pack

The Wood-Pack feel at home in thick forests, using the dense trees to their advantage during hunts. They are known for having a fantastic sense of direction, are good at keeping hidden, and despite their tendencies of keeping to the shadows they have a reputation for being friendly (sometimes to the point of forgetting personal space).

The Hill-Pack

Quiet, alert, and suspicious, wolves of the Hill-Pack are not always the easiest to get along with. They are afraid of being hurt, and as a result, they are seen to try gathering as much information about others as possible. This can make them seem nosy and probing and distrustful. They are, however, quite loyal, and are known to have the longest, fastest legs.

The Coast-Pack

The Coast-Pack are strong, proud, and love water––especially seawater. They can be pushy, and they can be rude, but often they’re softies on the inside. They raise their pups near the coast, as they believe the smell of the sea makes them strong, and their summer site is far and hard to get to: up in the North Mountains. Pups have been known to die en route. As a result of the high mortality, the Coast-Pack has a reputation of being fiercely protective.

1. Coast-Pack’s territory.
2. Wood-Pack’s territory.
3. Hill-Pack’s territory.
4. Birthing den of the Wood-Pack.
5. Summer site of the Wood-Pack.
6. The Islands of the White Waters, where the mystic Neev lives.

Neev

Neev is a mystic, one of the majority who live apart from their pack of birth in part due to the power they possess. Neev is a white wolf with a black face and a black tail; she is blind in one eye and rumor has it that she can see into the world of spirits with that eye. She lives alone on the Islands of the White Waters, and in her old age relies more and more on its other animals to keep her from starving.

7. Solstice Beach, where the packs gather yearly on the Winter Solstice.

The Solstice Gathering

Each year, on the Winter Solstice, the Order of Three gathers on Solstice Beach and stay there for three days. During this gathering, the wolves live as one pack, hunting together, discussing news, making and catching up with friends, finding mates, and showing off their pups.

8. The Mountain of Glistening Ice, the sacred mountain where the heavens are believed to connect with the Earth.

The Mountain

The Mountain of Glistening Ice is, normally, rarely visited except by mystics looking for visions, due to its power as well as its harsh environment. It is home to massively powerful glaciers, which easily calf and kill anything in the way. Its peak is believed to connect the heavens––the realm of spirits–– with the Earth.

9. Birthing den of the Hill-Pack.
10. Rabbit Lake, also the summer site of the Hill-Pack.
11. Summer site of the Coast-Pack. (The birthing den is near the peninsula to the west.)
12. The Roost, where birds seek work as messengers.

Messengers

Each pack has at least one messenger, and usually important individuals such as Neev, Aamas and Siimas also have messengers. Usually they are ravens, but they can also be other corvids like magpies, jays, etc. In rare cases they can be even larger birds of prey such as eagles.

13. The North Mountains.

The North Mountains

The North Mountains tend to be home only to lone wolves and mystics, especially those in training to reach their full potential. Their harsh climate and lack of habitation makes for good hiding ground.

14. Scrubland; coyote territory.
15. Lookout Hill, marks the southern edge of Coast-Pack territory.

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The Gems of Earth (Steven Universe RP)

Oh man am I slow. I didn't even realize what you were hinting at.

The Gems of Earth (Steven Universe RP)

The hole in the earth was dark and silent, so very silent, until the small, smooth cabochon quivered and tapped against its stone surroundings. The gemstone, which had been completely still for so many centuries, continued its strange activity for several more seconds, looking somewhat like a little red egg that was finally ready to hatch. And then, as quickly as it had begun, it stopped, filling the cliff cavity with light.

The hole was so small that the humanoid shape sprouting from the gem broke some of the surrounding rock just by forming. The fracture calved off a large segment of wall from a cliffside, which crashed noisily onto the ground below and flooded the cave with daylight. Carnelian squeaked with fright and covered her face as if to shield her eyes from the sudden onslaught of sunshine.

It was so quiet... except for very soft footsteps down below. The gem brushed the dust off of herself and peeked down out of the hole. There was someone there, bigger than she was, clad in blue. No one else. She shuffled back from the entrance of her cave and then slowly, slowly, poked her head out again. The stranger was still there, and there was still no one else in sight in this horrible, eerie, dusty, abandoned-looking place. She let her eyes wander along the holes that dotted the cliffsides. Maybe there was someone just like her in one of them.

Casting one last glance down at the gem at the bottom of the cliff, she called out: "Anybody home?"

Just One Bite II

She ate in, for the most part, silence, trying to think over the situation. It probably wasn't safe or much worth staying here, but out there they'd both be fair game. Then again... they were already fair game. It just felt a little safer being holed up someplace with walls. One thing was certain, though: they weren't going to survive on nothing but hardtack.

Mattie was not going to starve to death in a Wal-Mart.

"We'll keep moving," she said slowly, unsure. "Find somewhere with food and water, stay for awhile, then move on. That's all I can think of. You got anything?" She finished her piece of hardtack with a grimace.