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Plot:

There are two wolves that are from different packs.. But can these two loners become true lovers? Finding mates is what these wolves need right now, but will they even MEET, or will they fight on the way? Is there any chance of them rolling together?


Bio:

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Name: Cerbolt
Nicknames: C.B., Cerb, Bolty, Cery
Age: 3
Gender: Female
Breed: European Gray Wolf/ Timber Wolf/ Akita
Pack: Freedom Wolves, Alpha Female
Appearence: Clickteh for C.B. ~
Personality: Kind, loyal, playful, trustworthy, artistic
History: Cerbolt was born in Jamaica, she was transfered to Canada In a wildlife animal rescue center. She was released in the wild when she was one year old, now she runs a pack called "The Freedom Wolves".
Crush: None yet (well gonna be Wolfhusky's charrie)
Mate: None
Pups: None (yet)
Other: Birthday on October 12th. Eye Colour is Brown. Pelt Color is Timber.


Charries:

Cerbolt (me)

Name: Bandit
Nicknames: Band
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Breed: Artic wolf/Grey wolf
Pack: Bloodfang
Appearence: Clicketh
Personality: Cold and uncaring. Band has a hot temper and arrogance to follow it.
History: Band was born on the coldest night of that winter. He was soon orphaned and had to survive by eating food left over by other pack members. He soon found himself having to do unpleasent (To nsay the least) tasks for his alpha. With an unappealing punishment if he failed.
Crush: will be Cerbolt
Mate: none yet
Pups: none yert.
Other:

OCC: Ok. You start.

OOC: please you start.

OCC: Okies. xDDD
We must start off as a fight between the packs.


Cerbolt circled the small pack of wolves. Her eyes were shot, and her fangs renching and grizzling. "Hah. You're all going to be my pack members unless you can fight back!" Cerbolt snarled at the wolves, now with a smile on her face.

Band growled, Blood dripping from his own fangs. He smirked at Cerbolts accusation "Anyone could fight you Cowards" he snarled.

Bandit threw her to the ground expertly "Feelibg out of sorts today" he sneered. He smashed her head against the ground in an almost bored manner.

Bandit growled, Not knowing if it was a trick. He noticed the sudden absence of his group "The names Bandit, and you?"

Bandit looked at her "My friends call me Band" he said flatly.

Bandit scoffed "No way" he sneered.