The Crystal River Pack: The Search for Paradise (Now's a good time to join if your wolf likes snow xD)

Name- Winterburn
Gender- Male
Description- Winterburn
Personality- Winterburn is very hard to read. He never really sticks to a certain decision very long, and changes his mind often about the things that he do. The only thing certain about him is that he is very unusual and weird, and doesn't apologize for anything. It doesn't mean that he doesn't feel sorry if he did something wrong, he just won't apologize for what he did.
Power- Winterburn has the ability to shapeshift into other animals.
Other- Normal member, has considered being alpha male.

((Wow, nice drawing! Accepted.
Do you think I should put a few graphics for decoration or something on this RP to make it more... awesome-looking? XD))

Hmm. If this RP gets good I'll do a couple of drawings as well.

Name- Neamhiomlán (Nickname: Am - Irish for "incomplete")
Gender- Male
Description (may be picture if it's not copyrighted)- https://2img.net/h/oi54.tinypic.com/hra29t.png
Personality- Despite missing his right forepaw, at which the ankle fades into darkness, Am likes to spar but not kill. He prefers to have enemies as well as friends but does not necessarily attempt to insult everyone he comes across. Normally he's calm and quiet but he can be aggressive and argumentative, even defiant or rebellious at most some times. Needless to say, he prefers not to have strict rules and wants a bit of freedom instead.
Power- Am still has a missing paw, but the other three are unnaturally strong due to having to carry the weight themselves - it's not a noticeable difference during battle unless he swats you really hard, but he is slightly stronger than most wolves.
Other- Picture from http://wyndbain.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d2ytg7v

small backstory: Am wasn't always one to have nightmares, but at one point in his life an especially bad one did occur. In his sleep, he was very stressed, and unknowingly chewed his own paw off. (Yes, I did dream this. xD)

The Spellchecking Bean wrote:

((Wow, nice drawing! Accepted.
Do you think I should put a few graphics for decoration or something on this RP to make it more... awesome-looking? XD))

((If you want. I don't really care too much))

((Mad MOAI, accepted. You can have a better power, if you like, since shapeshifting and water-melting-things are pretty good, but if you want to keep it at that, you can do that, too.

Adding a picture to the front to make it look better~ I think we should wait for another person before we start. What do you guys think?))

((I think we should wait - roleplaying with less than four people can get hard. And I'll probably adjust Am's power a little.

Here. If this RP gets really popular, I'll start drawing pictures of Am and maybe some other wolves. >:3 I think we should advertise this in the "Visit my Pack" section.))

((Just did, way ahead of you. XD~
I wrote something else to add to the plot, so look in the plot at the beginning if you want to know. It's plot important, I think...))

Name- Lily
Gender- female
Description- A ligth purple she wolf with white paws, and underbelly. Her ears and tail are tipped in black, and her snout has both white and black on it, giving the impression of an oreo.
Personality- Kind and generous, she loves to help others and keep the pack going. She loves o hunt, and is delighted that she can help here pack in this way.
Power- She can grow plants at will, or reverse the plant's growth, however, reversing can be very tiring because it isn't natural, if she's starts growing plants out of normal context then she becomes tired quickly.
Other- She is a normal member, and is a huntress

((Okeydokey, Lily is accepted! Very creative power.~
We can start a little later today, hopefully after another person joins but not necessarily.))

((Sweet. Now, can we assume we are all in the pack, or does someone wanna enter?))

((I was thinking you would enter the pack instead of starting inside it.
We can start whenever you guys like now.~ It might be easier for one of you to post first, since I've pretty much already done my first post in the introduction/plot.))

((M'kay))

Winterburn had been traveling the deserted area he had no name for. It seemed like life had been banished from the land he was in, and almost felt like it was time to just give up and travel somewhere else. But something, someone, somewhere kept him from leaving. His pace grew slower before he decided to lay down and rest. Winterburn felt like he was going to pass out, or worse, die. There was nothing he could find that was edible or out of reach or too fast for him.

Swallowtail's ears twitched as she heard something nearby. It sounded like something falling down...? Curious, she turned her head toward the noise. What it was definitely caught her off guard. It was another wolf. She didn't think that there would be anyone else alone out here. This one was purple with a white underbelly and some black ticks. Odd coloring; Swallowtail hadn't seen that many wolves of that color before. She padded over to the wolf that was lying down, stopping a few feet away, about a leap's distance, just to be careful. "Why are you all the way out here?" she asked, although she wasn't sure if she would get an answer. "The humans have destroyed this place." Her head was held high, but her sapphire eyes were focused down on the other wolf.

((Could you make a map of the place? It doesn't have to be colored, and you don't have to - I just think it's easier to roleplay with a visual of where you are.))

Am wasn't wandering, exactly. He was standing over the edge of the dry riverbed, staring down into its lifeless depths. The first thing an onlooker would notice was his odd way of standing. He stood with his hind legs slightly farther apart than what looked sensible, and his left foreleg was positioned more towards his spine. Upon closer examination, the reason was clear - where his right forepaw was supposed to be, the leg faded into a swirl of darkness, disappearing before it reached the ground. There wasn't much of a long history behind his missing paw, but he didn't seem to mind it.

Am's fire-colored eyes burned into the landscape - if it could be called a landscape and not a wasteland. But the memory of the blue wolf was still in his mind; where was she? It sounded like there were voices nearby, or perhaps in the distance, but he didn't bother to look. He was probably hearing things, since nothing lived around here much. No friends, and no enemies. The thought of enemies raised his mane, but it was a silent gesture to himself. No need for whatever sad life around here there was to notice it.

Winterburn looked up to see a blue and white wolf, with an unusually large tail. He shook his head to make sure that the coloring was correct, because he thought that he was the only strange colored one. Also, he wanted to make sure he wasn't hallucinating, which seemed highly possible at this point. "Well, I just had a feeling that some- Wait... What are these "humans" you speak off?" He asked. Having limited education, he had never heard of such a thing as a human. And what should the she-wolf need to know about him? He was regretting his decision to stay here every minute.

Swallowtail paused for a moment, unsure of how to describe the creatures. "Humans are dangerous," she replied, turning away just a little bit. But her ears pricked as she thought about what he had said. Some feeling? "What were you talking about a feeling?" she asked curiously, looking toward him again. She swished her tail for a moment, her eyes still pointing toward the purple wolf. For a moment, she thought that maybe she would be making him awkward, but she quickly dismissed the thought.

Winterburn reluctantly nodded to the she-wolf's mention of "humans", whatever they were. He returned his focus to what the wolf was saying. "Oh, yeah, right, I just had a feeling something, someone, was here, keeping me until I find it. More of a gut feeling, yah know?" He tried to explain, getting up and moved towards the wolf. "Why are you here?" He asked, curious about the stranger.

Swallowtail's ears twitched as she listened to the violet-colored wolf's explanation. Instincts were strong in canines, that was true, so it wasn't exactly bizarre for a wolf. But the thing that caught her was the question of why she was here. For a moment, she struggled for words. She didn't like remembering what this place had been like before the humans had grown nearer and nearer until it was all gone. She swallowed, and then answered, "My pack and I used to live in this territory before it was destroyed." She looked down, her sapphire eyes focused on the ground. "Those of us who survived dispersed..." The blue-and-white wolf didn't want to give too much information, so she stayed vague. "Now I'm looking for somewhere else to go." Her eyes seemed to waver for a moment, then they grew strong. She looked up at the purple wolf, but it was as if she was looking through him, not at him. I'm going to find a place that's like paradise, she told herself silently, turning around and gazing at the barren expanse before her. The fur on her hackles bristled as if she was about to start running, but to someone who hadn't been paying much attention, it might look like irritation.

Winterburn moved closer towards the blue and white wolf, finding a bit of pity to give her. "I'm sorry," He said sympathetically. "Well... You're looking for a place. I'm looking for a place. Why don't we, you know..." He blushed a bit and turned his head, "find a place together?" It seemed like a pretty strange thing to say with someone he had just met 5 minutes ago. However, for the sake of survival, he might as well starve and wilt if he didn't stick with the stranger. "My name's Winterburn. What's yours?" He introduced himself, waiting for the no-longer-stranger to reply.

((I was just running out of other words for stranger XD))

Swallowtail's ears pricked and she narrowed one eye at the wolf's strange question. She then looked over her shoulder and introduced, somewhat humorously and somewhat irritatedly, "My name is Swallowtail, and I think I'll stick with traveling together for now." She turned her head back and lifted her nose to a brief wind. However, there was a strange scent on this wind. She tried to ignore the scent, but as she continued along the dry riverbed, the scent grew stronger, and she couldn't help feeling that it was another wolf. Briefly, she looked back to see whether Winterburn was actually following, but she didn't stop.

((And that scent is Am's. Come on in, Mad MOAI~ xD))

Am flicked his ears to the left. The wind was blowing away from him in one direction, and towards him in the other. Not that it didn't always do that, but a sense of warmth emanated from the distance, which meant he was downwind of something alive. If he moved in a wide circle, he should be able to smell what it is. If it was prey, he would get to satisfy his prickling belly's growls.

Am loped on his three paws in a fairly straight path, apart from the fact that he was slowly aiming to the left. His plan was to make a wide arc around this moving life and see if he could tell what it is. If it was another wolf - which was extremely unlikely - then he would be able to move somewhere else without bothering it. He kept his fire-colored eyes on the center of his planned circle, biding his time to see if he could find out what the living thing in the middle was. After all, trees didn't give off that kind of warmth...

As Swallowtail saw a flash of movement against the gray landscape, she stopped. There wasn't much to hide in here, so chances were, she could see something even from a distance. She was absolutely sure the scent was a wolf. For a moment, she moved her head from side to side, trying to locate the scent. It had blown away by now, but she knew exactly where the wolf was. The dark brown shape was somewhat distant, and blended in a little to the barren soil, but it was moving, so she could see that this was the wolf that she had smelled. She angled her ears forward and growled toward the shape, suspicious. It was strange that there would be so many wolves in this dead area.

Something had caught his scent. Am's lips curled back slightly - this wasn't his territory, but whoever might have snatched it first must have been at least half-blind. He hadn't smelled any scent marks, but there was nothing really to smell out here in the first place. Whatever out there was alive was heading straight for him. He still couldn't detect the scent very well, since the wind wasn't in his favor, but a moving shape farther ahead told him that he should do something about it. Fleeing wasn't necessary until he had to, although standing his ground against a faster wolf with all four paws intact would probably not be the best idea. He could fight, though. Maybe he should stay to check it out.

He kept his paws still and kept his narrow head angled toward the moving blue thing.

Lily was in the process of bringing down a small doe, when the scent of other wolves blew her way, the deer smelled it as well, and bolted in fear. Growling, Lily began to follow the scent, mad that she had lost her lunch. She came up behind a bush, that she had grown, and watched as a wolf stood before her. He was the one who cost her her lunch. She stood up, growling, letting him know she was there. She hoped to distract him enough to turn around, but then seh noticed the scent of another wolf, she stopped growling, and paused, seeing a flash of blue.