Leads/Alpha Auditions Starting!!

[.:Aryan:.]

Auditions for terras and packs will be hosted soon. the code is below:

Horses

Name:
Breed:
What Terra:
Why they would be the best choice: (At least one paragraph please, c'mon, this is the time you get to brag^^)
Sample Post:(At least two paragraphs)

Wolves

Name:
Breed:
What Pack:
Why they would be the best choice: (At least one paragraph please, c'mon, this is the time you get to brag^^)
Sample Post:(At least two paragraphs)

[!.dreamscar.!]

. . d r e a m s c a r . .
surviving.this.insanity

[/color][/size][/center]

name; Dreamscar
breed; Gray Wolf x Timber Wolf
pack; Ane Dras /or/ Tannerai
why; -coming-

sample post;

- c o m i n g -

[/color][/s]







sorry, never mind this one lol

[sonjanine]

Name:Pyro
Breed: Arabian stallion
What Terra:Mixed fate Hills
Why they would be the best choice:Pyro is the best choice because he is not all good and he is not all bad. He knows the difference between asking for something and commanding it. Thereby does he also know when the time is to be stricked and when rules can be bent. Pyro has a sense of humor and he is not afraid of showing it. Also a reason why he is the best choice is because he is not a stallion that would easily fall in love. His heart will be for one. He will as long as he does not have a mare at his side produce foals with other mares if they would wish but he will not once he has a mare. Then a other good thing is that he will allow colt to stay with the herd longer then other stallions would be chase them off if they become a danger to the herd. So overall he is a strong but sure stallion, strick but with compasson. Humorous and serious.

Sample Post:His land , his hill and his herd. well what would be his herds terrain. On a morning like this as the sun was just coming over the hills and the morning dew drops had not all been touched yet was the time the arabian stallion would stand on his hill and look out over the land he would call his own. Pyro shook his manes as the wind started to blow harder. A small bird that flew by gave him the startng signal and Pyro reared up and set off to catch the shadow that was slowly disappearing as the sun came higher into the sky.

With the sun in the sky and Pyro wet from running he settled down to eat from the grass that was beneath his hooves. There was enough food here at the moment to substain his herd when he got one and he knew that one day he would stand on the hill he had started off and see his mares grazing beneath him. Beside him would be his own mare and inbetween would be their first foal. Pyro looked at the sky. One day.

[.:Aryan:.]

Beautiful job with Pyro, accepted as Stallion of Mixed Fate Hills

And Icy, its all good, take your time

[tazzindawg16]

Horses

Name: Diesel
Breed: Mustang x Quarter Horse
What Terra: Black Fog Canyon
Why they would be the best choice: Diesel is a very well mannered, yet dominant stud. Willing, prideful and always willing to welcome a soul with opened arms. But he's not a push over. My boy is the type to protect, the type that never asks for much but for respect and honesty. Rather you have some hidden skeleton's in the closet or unwanted by all. Diesel is the one to run too, gives his word to protect anyone and everyone. Never backs down, very loyal. A giant teddy bear that everyone loves or will love. He's not the perfect nor maybe the brightest cayon in the box, but he's possibly closer then most. Guaridan Angel" is what you could call him. All though, he'll never ask to be called anything but Diesel and only that.
Sample Post: Why? Why did she leave me?. What did I do? I did everything right.. I gave her everything she wanted... Am I not good enough?" all this ran through the brutes mind. As the cross breed walked into the lands, "Welcome to The Black Fog Canyon" he spoke to himself. Well not just to himself, but to his buddy. Oh yes, this brute was not alone, he had a buddy call him crazy. But the snow fox and Diesel seemed to have a connection. Ears perked, he smiled as he looked down towards the fox. "Well Comatose..What do you think?" he questioned the fox.
He stood there beside his large companion, ears perked. Nose going work as he smelt around "I see nothing wrong with it"He replied, smiling back to his friend "Welcome to your lands Diesel" he chuckled, basically mocking him friend but none the less, it was all fun and games. Nothing serious of the two, standing there. The fox finally sat out, watching as the big bay walked on. The surroundings were beautiful, new, larger then where they were from. Of corse, giving a huff. The fox was up at his feet away, following.
It wasn't long before Diesel turned his crown. Eyes roamed the ground, laying upon his friend before snorting. Eyes squinted, dark clouds were rolling behind them closely, but where they stood. The sun shined bright and shared its warmth. Sides expanded, taking a deep breath he continued to stand there for a short moment. "You have to just let her go..." Comatose finally broke the silence between the two. Head tilted to the side as he looked up at his friend.

Silence remained for a few extra minutes before he smiled "I am." husky vocals replied "But its not like I can just dusty of my shoulders and poof. Her memories are gone" he replied with a wicked grin. Oh yes, the two were quit the type to entertain themselves, odd wasn't it?. A fox and horse?. Traveling together.. Well they didn't mind one bit.
Picking up his daggers. The two were off again. Only this time they were on their way to find a river, or at least a small creek of water. Caramel eyes scanned, a good eight minutes later and they had arrived at a river bed. Crown turned side to side, watching, scanning for preditors before lowing his neck. Velvet mug pushing itself towards the cool waters, taking in every little bit he could at a time. Ah the water was refreshing, feeding the thirst both males held. Head rose, a smile glued upon the lips of the bay steed. This was his home, his pride and joy, a place all is welcomed.

[.:Aryan:.]

Well done Tazzin, You are now the Lead of Black Fog Mountain

[sonjanine]

Name:Timo
Breed:Mexican Wolf
What Pack:Tannerai Pack
Why they would be the best choice: Timo is a serious wolf who would not let anything put him of from protecting the pack. He is not always nice and demands obediance and respect ut at the same time if he he protects he protects till his last breath. Timo is neither good nor extremely bad but he can be bad when you cross him.

Sample Post: As he lay in front of the den he had made Timo looked with his normal look over the lands he wanted to be his. He would grow his pack here, have pups and be himself. Here he would e the one that would say if he was what he needed to be and how he would react. Beside him lay the kill from that evening and he had his fill. Soon he would clean it up and then he would see what he would do.

Rising onto his paws Timo did what he had set out to do and cleaned up. Then he walked to above the den and sat down. Throwing his head into the air he howled into the air making his claim. He wanted to proof that he was no different then the others only because he fur colored differently. He would be the alpha and he would come back to them to proof it once and for all.

[.:Aryan:.]

Accepted Sonj, ^^

[tazzindawg16]

Wolves

Name: Simba
Breed: Tundra x Timber
What Pack: Caro Intra
Why they would be the best choice: Simba is an easy going all round male. He can be a little "childish" but dominate in rankings and mind. He is intelligent, a quick thinker, hardheaded, willing, and very headstrong. Always willing to make the best of things, always willing to get his point across. He is not only just that, but a strong leader, a fiece soul, and a loving being. Caring and protecting the one's he cares and or loves. Never letting his guard down, but always giving others the chances to prove themselves and make a differance.
Sample Post: It hadnt even been a day the male claimed the lands, ears perked. The massive male walked forth upon his lands, excited and thrilled. Bushy tail rose with dominance, yet there was no aggresion held upon his face. Instead, joy and pride claimed it. Massive crown turned, green eyes of the mixed colored wolf looked over his shoulders towards Star. "Welcome home" husky vocals greeted her. There was nothing more, Simba could do to make himself feel so proud and full of joy inside. Tail wagged wildly, attention turned back to the vasc lands. Sides extended, lungs filling up with air as he took in a deep breath, exhauling as he finally broke into a swift run. Head lowered, nose running across the tall grass and he finally turned and slowed his paste. Gaze turned to Star, awaiting the female to join him in this short celebration. Never would they have to worry about being rouges and or loners for a long period of time any more.


As he awaited, the sound of an eagle over head destracted him. Nose rose towards the sky, eyes watched the bird gracefully fly across the sky before leaping with joy once more. He snorted, throwing back his head. Simba let out a loud, joyful howl across the world. Giving everyone and everything the knowledge of his presents. Nothing could stop the happy go lucky male wolf this time.

[.:Aryan:.]

Accepted^^

[Night]

Name: Slade
Breed: Gray Wolf
What Pack: Damia Fres

Why they would be the best choice: Slade is a strong leader. He protects anyone who doesn't go against him. He'll listen and take action depending on the situation. He may negotiate with others, depending on what it's about. He will respect any great wolf who is strong or wise. If someone goes against him or disrespects him he will give them a warning, but if they do it again they get two choices, leave or death. He will also protect his pack with his life.

Sample Post: Slade looked at the deer. He was slowly stalking up on it. This was a good chance to feed the pack. Ever since the forest fire a few weeks ago, there was barely any prey. At most the pack was catching a few rabbits and squirrels a day. He closed his eyes as he tried to focus on the hunt instead of what has been happening. He suddenly heard a snap and opened his eyes to look at the doe.

The doe looked up and looked around, obviously getting ready to run. As she dashed off, Slade ran after the long-legged creature. He was easily on her heels and leaped up onto the doe's back. He bit the neck, before she tried to throw him off. He brought her to the ground and bit harder as she struggled to get up. After a few moments she went limp and he let go. "The pack will eat great tonight," he said to himself.

[.:Aryan:.]

ACCEPTED^^

[calamity]

Hiya! I was wondering if there were any horse herds left for grabs? If so I'd like to apply for one. The alliance doesn't matter, I'm versatile. c: I'll fill out my application as soon as I know which one is open. Please and thank you!

C.alamity

[.:Aryan:.]

About your available terra's, There is one open, but it is a dark terra.

B . U . T

I am in need of more available terra's, we need more space for the oncoming members!!
So tell me what alliance, Name, and description!

[calamity]

name;

[/b] grievous
breed; thoroughbred
herd; slaughtered hopes
why; now this is a tricky boy to define. he is a fast thinker and a cunning fighter, two things valued in a lead stallion. he is very capable of keeping those in his charge safe, and those that are not afraid. this is a force not to be reckoned with. his body may seem slender compared to others, but his legs are strong, and his movement is fast. he may not seem intimidating to the eyes, but he could destroy your mind with his webs of words. he isn't one to seek conflict, but if it comes upon him he enjoys solving it.

The mud squelched in protest underneath his hooves. The sound was trying to drive him insane, but he wouldn't let it. That was what it wanted. This was his fifth day on this wretched quest, and he knew not whether it would be his last. He was searching for his own land. He could no longer willingly abide by another's rules, especially when that other had still not succeeded in gathering any mares. The idea had been promising to him in the beginning, join with another brute like him, and together they could take all the maidens in the land. It hadn't worked like it should have. The other stallion became more of an obstacle. He hated Grievous for his charm and good looks. Grievous had learned how to have any mare, even those ignorant lights, begging for more. A trick that few stallions had managed, especially a dark one. It wasn't long before his "partner" grew jealous of this ability, and so it wasn't long before the fighting started. Soon it grew out of hand. His partner attacked him in his sleep, which ultimately ended in his partner's death, and so he had been traveling since. He had yet to find a land unclaimed by another, and that was what he was searching for. He would find mares, and claim them for his own, but he would also keep them safe within the borders of his land. A task that he knew he was made for. That was why he was here.

His mind returned to now. The sound of the mud had eased, but just barely. He was under the cover of trees. It was good to be free of the rain. He took a moment to gaze at the area around him, and the place he was in. He rather enjoyed forests, his dark coat allowed him to hide among the trees, and only be seen when it was his wish. He was rather notorious for sneaking up on mares just to give them a good scare. A slick smile stretched his velvet trap. He could smell no stallion, which meant that this stretch of land was no one's. There was a faint smell of wolves, but perhaps he could work out something so his harem wouldn't have to live in fear. Finally it looked like his luck was changing, o course this didn't mean that he wouldn't have to work for mares, but he could do that. That was a welcome challenge. He shook his mane out, and settled comfortably in "his" mud. He could get used to this. He raised his skull, and opened his trap. A large challenging bellow of triumph escaped from him. He had accomplished what had once seemed impossible, and soon he would have more than just the land, but the beauties to go along with it. The idea made his body tingle with anticipation. He was more than ready to find a mare, preferably one in heat. A sly grin traced itself on his maw, and a haunting laugh echoed in his forest. "Hello Beauty, call me Grim."

grievous

take me to my grave[/right]
[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]