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Have you ever wondered what its like living in a timeless world and in a constant season. Well, now you do. Blazing Serenity constantly stays within the fall season, the almost perfect climate. We have adapted to our beautiful environment. Still willing to join? Please read the following below. Welcome to the home of the Blazing Serenity pack.... Friend or Foe? Do YOU have what it takes to get into this pack? Proceed to the chat below and test out your skills. Be tested by the Alpha below for your rank.... The following people are allowed to quiz you and allow you in... Be literate. No insulting. ONLY ARIAL and 12 SIZED font. Wait patiently for the alphas' to reply or if they aren't there leave a thread! Name Gender Description (REALISTIC) ex (Brown wolf, White wolf, Black wolf) RP paragrapgh (go to members and click .:Sparrow:.'s profile for example) |
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Name: Ayrie
Gender: Masculine Description: Ayrie is a massive, lagre male thus a great strenght and and okay stamina follows. His hide is white as an base color, but shades of greys are about everywhere. His platform is rather dark, and around his two amber orbits he does have nearly black rings around them. His four limbs are a darker coloaration of greys. RP paragrapgh: [I'm currently have an major writer's block, so I'm copy pasting a recent little paragraph if you don't mind.]: Ayrie walked through the foliage with his frame of greys, his own apex swinging back and forth reminding of a horse as the masculine wolf laid himself under a lagre tree. His gleaming orbits stood out greatly from the dark hide, as Ayrie glared at the moon washed vixen for a slim moment. Ayrie's swatter flicked to the side before he put his lagre crown at his pads, and closed his eye lids over his yellow luminaries, trying his utter best to sleep. Obviously, I'm still learning. |
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