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The RP is based on the song "Going Under" By Evanescence.

Plot:
Jamie, a small female timber wolf, is in love with Grander, a rather large timber wolf. Or so she thought...
One day, Grander attacks her, and Jamie is forced to stay with him. Grander dissapoints her everyday, letting her know how stupid, and ugly she is. She has enough of his torture, and runs away. She runs to a small town named Forks, Washington, and finds a handsome Rough Collie named Rye. She wants to meet him, but she's too afraid. Will she overcome her past? Will she meet him?

Rules:
No cussing
No god-RPing
Don't post pitiful, one-line posts
Stay active
Don't kill, breed, or take over someone character without permission
Turn signatures off
Put "Wolves can be nice" on your bio
You can play up to three characters
Don't leave unless you tell me

Characters:
Jamie: EMERY_DEVERAUX
Grander:EMERY_DEVERAUX
Rye: Me
Rye's best friend: Hannah(Me)
Other town dogs:
Other wolves:

Bio Info:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Mate:
Pups:
Personality:
History:
Picture(s):
Extra:
RP Example:
Post Color:


My Bios:

Name: Rye
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Species: Dog: Rough Collie
Mate: None
Pups: None
Personality: Rye is a humorous dog, who loves to make jokes. He is out-going, and thinks life is a competition. He is very talkative, and many dogs hate that. Rye's personality is very colorful. He has many sides of himself. Rye is very sly, and loves to spy on others. He loves to be sarcastic, and make fools out of others.
History:Rye was born under a small dumpster on the cloudy night of August 12, 2005. He was the first pup to be born in his litter, the other, was a blue mearl collie. Rye grew up with his parents, two farm herding Rough collies, who lived on a farm. Rye was kept secret to the farmer, for, if he knew, Rye would be trained to work for him. Rye's parents were sold to another man for a breeding program when Rye was two and a half. He searched for days looking for them, until he had got the news from a goose that lived in his parent's farm. Rye stepped in the pawprints of a loner for may days to come, until he found a small town named Forks. He found out this place was the town of a famous thing called, "Twilight", and saw many people with these strange square figures with an apple on the front. Rye slept outside a nearby school, and ate the children's leftover food in the dumpster at night. He lived the remaining days here.
Picture(s):
Extra: None
RP Example: Rye walked on the sidewalk that lined the streets of Forks. His small paws tapped in the shallow puddles of water. He was going on a walk with his best friend, Hannah. They walked silently this day, looking around the landscape. It was a quiet day, much like any day in Forks. He lifted his short muzzle to the sky, and felt a cold liquid on his nose. It was raining. "Seems like we need to find another place to sleep tonight." Rye suggested, then looked for a place for shelter. He saw a small dumpster. He went to it, dug a hole under it, and went in it.
Post Color: Dark Green


Name: Hannah
Age: 3 1/2
Gender: Female
Species: Dog: Bouvier des Flandres
Mate: None
Pups: None
Personality: Kind, shy, caring. She loves to sit down, and sleep. Hannah doesn't like to talk to other people, but will when she has the chance. She is very locked up to herself, and doesn't let many people talk to her. Hannah doesn't like to play that much, but loves to run everywhere. She lets her wild side out when she's near Rye, her best friend.
History: Hannah was born in Atlanta, Georgia. She was adopted by her owner when she was two months old. Her owner died, and she was force to live the life of a stray. She quickly found Rye when she was searching for shelter. They talked to each other, and became best friends. Hannah stuck to Rye's side for the remaining days, eating, sleeping, and playing with him.
Picture(s):
Extra: None
RP Example: Hannah barked at the nearby door of an Italian resturant. She had gotten no response, so she jumped on the rusted, green, wooden door, and stratched. Quickly, the owner came out, and saw her. He snapped his fingers, and returned into the resturant. He came back with a bag of leftover meals from that night, and placed it down. Hannah grabbed the small,white bag, and took it back to Rye. "I got food!" She complimented on herself, then dropped the bag infront of Rye. "Dig in!" She laughed.
Post Color: Pink

Great bio! Black's okay for an RP color. Accepted. Thanks for joining!

Accepted, you can play him too.

Wolves can be nice
Name: Tangle
Age: 2
Gender: Female
Species: Schanauzer/Pomeranian (sp?)
Mate: None
Pups: None
Personality: She seems street smart, and got city heart. She loves to go get food from other people, with her utness she can easily do so. She never feels like she ould find love, figuring, most males dont like the tom-boyish ones, the ones that dont have ribbons on. Tangle is fine with that, and never want anything more than what she has. She is defenatly not a grily girl, most house pet females make fun of her because that.
History: Tangle is Scamp and Angel's daughter, making her apperence muh like a mix of Scamp and Angel. She was born with a litter of three, Scamper, Amy, and herself. She never though about having to be street, but her owners and her family moved away, leaving her bak here. After that, she made an agreement to herself to never trust humans no matter what. She has lived up to that promise, and always will.
Picture(s): Well, she had ti figure of Tramp, with the coloring of Angel. Though she has one ear up and one down, like Angel.
Extra: None
RP Example: Tangle padded up to a familiar restranut, Tony's, a place that her grandfather visted, a place where her grandparents had fallen in love. She smiled and put her right paw up to the old wooden door, scratching on it carefully, making a sound on the inside. Though, someone new opened the place, and that man came to the door. He saw Tangle, and said, "Gte away stupid mutt!" Tangle baced up and sighed, and started to walk home... but wait, she didnt have one. Tangle sighed and started to walk to an old barrel by the rail road tracks.
Post Color: Sky Blue

You can't be accepted until you incude something else in your bio.

I edited my form.

Ok, now you're accepted. We can start now!


Even though we are starting, people can STILL join!!

Rye walked the lonely streets of Forks, looking for his friend, Hannah. She was nowhere to be found, but he kept looking. Suddenly Rye could smell a certain smell that was quite familiar. It smelled like Hannah, which was the scent of food and humans since she usually hung around both. His large paws drug against the flooded, muddy concreate street from which he walked on. He followed the smell, which led him to an Italian resturant. "Hmm?" he hummed. "Probably 'cause of my stomach!" he laughed, then walked back down the streets. He came across Tangle, a dog just like him. "What are you doing?" he asked her softly.

Ooc: It takes place before Jamie runs away. She just got attacked by Grandar. It's a two plotted RP, but soon turns into one.