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Sanith stood over his fathers body, the taste of his bitter-sweet blood in his mouth. Ah, he had killed him. His father had known this night would come, but he had not expected it so soon. And nor had Sanith. Tonight his fathers temper had flared, but Sanith's had matched it - which was usual - but tonight, it had gone farther, and Sanith's temper had overpowered his fathers, and then his father had realized that he had indeed chosen the strongest of his offspring to live. Sanith's mother had already been taken care of by his father, ah, his father's temper was great - for he was the alpha. As for his other offspring, he had killed them when they were just forging a bond with each other. Sanith hated his father, as was right for his breed, oh how he hated him - as did his mother, whom he had loved dearly. But now it was all over, for he was dead, and Sanith was alpha - but he didn't plan on keeping the rank, for now he was free, free to live a normal life, to run away. Or at least try.




Plot:

Sanith is a special breed of wolf. His type do not do things like normal wolves or dogs, they do things in a strange, horrifying way. Two of their breed will be paired up, they don't love each other - very rarely do they love anything other then their offspring, and mostly the males love nothing. The father brings food for the mother, to feed the pups. At eight weeks old, the father chooses one of them to live, and kills the rest. Once the chosen pup is weaned, he kills the mother. Then, once old enough, in a final battle of wills, the father and chosen offspring will have a final battle, in which only one of them will survive. If the father survives, he goes through this once again, in a another year. If the offspring survives, they go on to kill their own offspring, or if they are female, be killed.

But Sanith doesn't think this is right. He does not want to live this way, nor does he want to live with these monstrous murderers. His duty is to be alpha. But he will not, so he has run away, to a town, far away from his breed. He wants a normal mate, and a normal life, not with killing, no love, and death, but of softness, tenderness, and love. Post Death-Wolves-Death if you have read the plot. But his temper is great, like his fathers, but it had been proved to be worse - he could not help it. He does not want to kill his mate, or pups, if he ever gets a mate and pups, he must keep his temper in check. But as much as he wants a mate, a normal one, and a normal life, he is scared. Scared he will brutally murder all that is dear to him. But still, Sanith has run away now, and there is no turning back.




Sanith has on oath
To never kill without one having very good reason.
Only to kill when one feels it is absolutely necessary.
To never kill ones own offspring.
To never kill ones own mate.
And to bring an end to the horrible ways of the Death-wolves.




Characters:
Sanith - Me
Layla - Me
Songbird - Angel12349
Ash - Alueiscute
Toffee - Alueiscute
Todd - Alueiscute
Ben - Alueiscute
Pepsi - Alueiscute

Characters are created by you.




Rules:

Basic Balto source rules.
Swear with *** If absolutely necessary
No one-liners.
Try to be active, and post at least once a week or so.
Only one Death-wolf - Sanith
Only one wolf, as well. (Sanith)
Post Oath-of-Sanith if you have read the rules.




Bios:

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[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Breed:[/b]
[b]Stray/Owned[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[b]History:[/b]
[b]Crush[/b]
[b]Mate:[/b]
[b]Pups:[/b]
[b]Picture:[/b] ([i]Optional[/i])
[b]Extra/Other:[/b]

Sanith's bio:

Name: Sanith
Age: Two years
Gender: Male
Breed: Death wolf
Stray/Owned Stray
Personality: Sanith is reserved, and often quite and observing. He hates fighting and death, and he will not stand up for himself, only for those he cares about. To those he know, he loves to have a good laugh, and loves to be around friends. He is rather shy, but longs for the company of others at times - although at others, he desires to be alone. He gets shifty if asked about his past, and usually makes up a half-mumbled farm-dog story, or says he can not remember.
Appearance: Sanith is light, agile and slim. He has Deep Blue eyes, like those of his father - the sort of eyes that entrance, and make some not be able to look away. He is a silvery-grey colour, and it glows in the moonlight - like his mother. In the light of a full moon, he seems to glow, and others often find it hard to tear their eyes away in the entrancing light of the full moon.
History: He was born in a cave, at eight weeks old, his father killed his siblings, and then when Sanith was weaned, his father killed his mother. At a later point, he killed his father, as he hated him for killing all he held dear. This made Sanith the alpha, but he ran away from his duties in search of a more peaceful life, not in the ways of the Death-wolves.
Crush May develop
Mate: None
Pups: None
Picture: N/A
Extra/Other: None

Yes, it means no other wolves, only dogs. Town dogs. ^_^
And nobody knows Sanith is a Death wolf.

Accepted. Now we need more people to join.

OMG I have to be in this!!! Oh, and Death-Wolves-Death, and Otah-of-Sanith.


Name: Ash
Age: 2 years
Gender: Female
Breed: Husky, 1/4 death wolf
Stray/Owned: Stray
Personality: Hyper, sprty, loves to play. SHe cna be preety serious at time sthough, and is willing to killherself for another dogs- or wolves, livfe. Shes also street-samrt.
Appearance: Look at picture
History: This NEED to remain unkown... for now.
Crush Small thing for Sanith
Mate: Nonee
Pups: None
Picture: (Optional)
Extra/Other: Wears a collar made of rope, with an intresting type of rock hanging down for a name tag. The rock is about 2 inch tall, and 2 inch wide.


Name: Toffe
Age: 1 and a half
Gender: Female
Breed: Pomeranian
Stray/Owned: Owned, wishes to be wild and free.
Personality: SHes diffrent then you expct her to be. SHes hyper, na dloves to outdoords. Hates prissys.
Appearance: Picture
History: She has been a doggy-pet her whole life.
Crush Open
Mate: None
Pups: None
Picture: (Optional)
Extra/Other: Wheres pink blue studded collar



Name: Todd
Age: 2
Gender: Male
Breed: Corgi
Stray/OwnedStray
Personality: Hes not ery street-smart, he would better be off in a home. And thats what his great wish is to, to have a home.
Appearance: Picture
History: UNknwon
Crush Has a small thing for Toffe
Mate: None
Pups: None
Picture: (Optional)
Extra/Other: None

Name: Ben
Age: 6 months old
Gender: Male
Breed: St. Bernard pup
Stray/Owned: Owned
Personality: Ben is more of a 'plauful' kinda pup.
Appearance: Picture
History: Ben doesnt know anyhting about his history.
Crush Open
Mate: None
Pups: None
Picture:
Extra/Other: None

Name: Pepsi
Age: 2
Gender: Male
Breed: Chocolate Lab
Stray/Owned Owned
Personality: More ofa street smart guy, even thought he has a home.
Appearance: Picture
History: Unknwon
Crush Sonbird
Mate: None
Pups: None
Picture: (Optional)
Extra/Other: None

Wow, thats a LOT of bios, but, great, it means we can start! If it gets too much for you having all those charries to play, just say so and someone else can take one over.

All accepted, except... hmm.... I don't know about the first one, she can be wolf/husky (sorry i didn't mention that there could be wolf/dog hybrids, Angel12349, I forgot) , but i don't know about death-wolf...... hhhmmm...........
She may be 1/4 death wolf at the most, if you plan to have her know of her part death-wolf, or of her having a death-wolf parent using death-wolf ways, then one of the parents would have had to have been 1/2 death wolf.

Either way, We can now start, oh, one more thing.

No. No, I did not get the idea off Beverly hills chihuahua, actually, even though it seems like it........

Name: Layla
Age: two and a half years.
Gender: Female
Breed: Border Collie
Stray/Owned Is now a stray, since she got stolen.
Personality: Shes sweet, and not snobby, even though she came from a rich house-hold, was very pampered, and barely ever used to have to walk around, with all her luxuries right next to her. She also has a diamond-studded specially-designed bracelet, and a Green Emerald-studded collar. she loves Emeralds. She lost her collar, though, when she was stolen.
Appearance: She is a Border Collie, she's brown, light brown, with bright, vivid blue eyes. She has typical Border Collie markings, and a long, flowing coat.
History: She was once owned by a very rich owner, pampered to the extreme. Then she was stolen, by some people out for some money. They sold her to a fighter, who soon realized she was worth money. After no luck with finding her owner for a ransom, he took her collar, and shoved her into the fighting ring, for practice - with luck, and good jumping skills, she soon got away. She was then lost one the streets - with mud, and dirt, and no food, or luxuries. Shes not doing well.
Crush Will develop, if all goes to plan.
Mate: None
Pups: None
Extra/Other: She can have quite a temper when all goes bad, and she soon finds out more about herself and her personality as shes trying to get back home.


Don't worry, I'm not going to make it all revolve around her or anything, It'll still mainly be about Sanith.

I shall start.


Sanith stood at the edge of town, the wind blowing in his face. He closed his eyes and leaned into the wind. Here was a new town. Here was a new start. And here was his new life, his chance to start over. Without a thought of turning back, he walked slowly towards the town. It was midnight, and not a soul was to be seen on the streets, except for the occasional cat out on a midnight prowl. He padded silently along the streets, momentary darkness and lightness hanging over him as he went under the street-lights. His eyes were on the alert, every movement was taken in, and thought about thoroughly before he looked away and continued on without another thought about it. Eventually he came to a warehouse, it was old, abandoned, and yet it had the presence of something alive in it. He shrugged the feeling away, then entered slowly. He found a corner, dark, musty, and warm. Perfect for hiding until the morning, when he would come out and meet the town dogs.


Layla took a careful step, then another, and another. She was slowly getting more and more confident, when - "Oh, fiddlesticks!" She had stepped in a muddy puddle. "Oh" She said, shaking her dirty paw as if she had stepped in something foul. Her ears, drooping almost as low as her tail, it seemed, suddenly pricked up. She felt warmth, and smelt an unoccupied building. Truthfully, she was scared. She had never been out at midnight before, without a single person or creature around, and it scared her. She walked hurriedly to the building, which turnt out to be an old warehouse. She slipped inside through a hole, which she had made by pushing aside an old plank of wood. Once inside, the warmth washed over her. With a grateful sigh, she slipped into a sack, which was warm, and had a musty, old smell, which was, although disgusting to her, still good. Although fearful and hungry, she was soon fast asleep.

Ooc: Actually these posts should be the other way around.. Layla finds the warehouse fist, then Sanith.

((Hehe, I know, in one RP on a diffrent form, i have over 20 charies.))

Ash pranced along the snow landscape around her, the snow landing on her back, but quickly mentling because of the warmth of her fur. She got a clump on her fur, and shaked it of, mkaing if fky off her, landing back on the ground for people to step on. The she-dog was the only one out at this hour of night- or so she thought. She sighed havily and pranced into a small shed that had a couple wood panels broken at the backm, which was how she got in. She squeezed in, and circled a towl a few times, than layed down, ready for a goo nights rest. Her eyes slowly closed.

Toffe was sound asleep in her little doggiebed, her legs twitching in her sleep, caused by the dream the little pomeranian was having. Her eyes flashed open, to see the dark skys of ngiht threw a window. She thought it felt a little errie at that moment, which made her badly want to go back to sleeo so she wouldnt have to face this horribale feeling. But there was no thing she could do about it. She crawled bac to her bed, a trying to go to sleep.

Todd was looking in the window of Toffe's home, and quickly fleed when he heard er coing, He sighed, he needed to get home- wait, he didnt have a home, and ndver will. tHat thought made him sad. He will never have someone to love and care for him. He tighed and just layed down where he was.

Ben, the little playful puppy was aslleping with his owner, which she had feel asleep on the couch, Ben sitting on her lap. He was still preety tiny, but he wouldnt be for long.

Pepsi was also alseep.

I will join! bio soon!

((I shall wait for Wolfie.))

O_< FINALLY no general error, and right when i was about to post, it crashed.....
Anyways,

Angel >> Accepted, lol, BHC charrie!

Hype >> Can't wait to see your bio.

Alue >> 20? That's a lot of characters!!

Sanith's dreams were interrupted as another presence entered the warehouse. He watched, and waited, to see if they found him. He had chosen a good spot. They could not find him. He saw them walk past, it was a town dog, and thye must have seen him come inside. By now it was about 5am, and the sky was Grey with very little light. Sanith got up and crept past the new dog, quickly slipping out and heading away from the warehouse.

Layla yawned. It was about 8am, very early, she would usually sleep in. But the smell here, the new smells, feels, the darkness, had awoken her. She sniffed sadly when she remembered why she was here. Then she got up, and stretched. She walked over to the entrance, before noticing another dog asleep here. She walked up to it, a little warily, since she had learnt the had way that not all dogs could be trusted.