This RolePlay is based on Wolf's Rain. Feel free to just come in how ever. No Biography needed, over time your character will develope, and we'll be able to picture them ourselves.
Long ago, wolves claimed the farthest corners of the land. The roamed freely with out any one challenging them. That was the way it was, until humans moved in. They tore down the large billowing ever-greens, maples, red woods, and many others...In their place they built giant concrete confinements with large hollowed out pillars which spewed out poison smokes, and liquids. As they did this. Many wolves got sick and died. Leaving their numbers dwindling at best.These humans soon sought out these beautiful creatures. Hunting them down and claiming their furs as their own, and they wore them in pride for the damage they'd done.
Many years later, the wolves slowly started to make a come back. They were immune to the poison, and in that, it made them stronger. They adapted, and could conceal themselves with illusions. These adaptations made humans see wolves as one of them, and they never thought any different. Soon enough, the wolves thought it safe to stay out with out the illusions. But, this was a bad idea. . . Humans captured the wolves in large quantities, and held them in cages. They trained them to be unusually aggressive, and to fight one another. But behind the new anger, and rage, the wolves were still aware of what they needed to do. . . Escape.
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Nina's honey gold eyes darted back and fourth examining the arena. In front of her, a ragged mutt stood growling at her. It was a growl of warning, telling her to back out of the fight, to get away and let him win. Though, there was no way she'd ever let that happen. If one of them were to actually back out security guards would automatically whisk them away to be put down. The pure white wolf barred her teeth back at the mutt, and she lunged. It was a quick effortless motion, but it had more power behind it than what was seen.
Tackling the mutt, Nina's body slammed in into the hard compact dirt. Opening her mouth, she clamped her jaw on the mutt's head threataning to smash it in. The mutt had two options, one: admit defeat, and die painlessly, or two: continue to be stubborn and face a horridly painful death, by means of slight head trauma. Wriggling underneath her powerful body like a fist without water, Nina gave an inwardly groan. This was the part of the fight she hated the most, the part where she had to finish it. " I'm so sorry. " She thought, squeezing her eyes shut. Within seconds the mutt stopped moving, Nina's jaw had curshed his skull like a piece of paper in a fist.
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Sitting in the middle of the white room, Nina seemed utterly invisible. Had it not been for the black muzzle, shiney ebony claws, and startling honey gold eyes, you might have not seen her. The small female wolf was in the examination room, though the vets knew there had been know damage done, they wanted to cheak her over, just in case. A tall man with short brown hair came in then, and smiled at Nina. Clipboard in hand, he walked up to her and scratched her ears.
" Hi, Nina. " He cooed softly, proceeding to feel her over for any lumps, cuts or antyhing else.
Nina closed her eyes and sighed at the touch. " Augh, can't I just go back to my kennel? You're so boring. . . "
After another five minutes of poking and proding, the man sent Nina back to her cage, untill her next fight.
Long ago, wolves claimed the farthest corners of the land. The roamed freely with out any one challenging them. That was the way it was, until humans moved in. They tore down the large billowing ever-greens, maples, red woods, and many others...In their place they built giant concrete confinements with large hollowed out pillars which spewed out poison smokes, and liquids. As they did this. Many wolves got sick and died. Leaving their numbers dwindling at best.These humans soon sought out these beautiful creatures. Hunting them down and claiming their furs as their own, and they wore them in pride for the damage they'd done.
Many years later, the wolves slowly started to make a come back. They were immune to the poison, and in that, it made them stronger. They adapted, and could conceal themselves with illusions. These adaptations made humans see wolves as one of them, and they never thought any different. Soon enough, the wolves thought it safe to stay out with out the illusions. But, this was a bad idea. . . Humans captured the wolves in large quantities, and held them in cages. They trained them to be unusually aggressive, and to fight one another. But behind the new anger, and rage, the wolves were still aware of what they needed to do. . . Escape.
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Nina's honey gold eyes darted back and fourth examining the arena. In front of her, a ragged mutt stood growling at her. It was a growl of warning, telling her to back out of the fight, to get away and let him win. Though, there was no way she'd ever let that happen. If one of them were to actually back out security guards would automatically whisk them away to be put down. The pure white wolf barred her teeth back at the mutt, and she lunged. It was a quick effortless motion, but it had more power behind it than what was seen.
Tackling the mutt, Nina's body slammed in into the hard compact dirt. Opening her mouth, she clamped her jaw on the mutt's head threataning to smash it in. The mutt had two options, one: admit defeat, and die painlessly, or two: continue to be stubborn and face a horridly painful death, by means of slight head trauma. Wriggling underneath her powerful body like a fist without water, Nina gave an inwardly groan. This was the part of the fight she hated the most, the part where she had to finish it. " I'm so sorry. " She thought, squeezing her eyes shut. Within seconds the mutt stopped moving, Nina's jaw had curshed his skull like a piece of paper in a fist.
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Sitting in the middle of the white room, Nina seemed utterly invisible. Had it not been for the black muzzle, shiney ebony claws, and startling honey gold eyes, you might have not seen her. The small female wolf was in the examination room, though the vets knew there had been know damage done, they wanted to cheak her over, just in case. A tall man with short brown hair came in then, and smiled at Nina. Clipboard in hand, he walked up to her and scratched her ears.
" Hi, Nina. " He cooed softly, proceeding to feel her over for any lumps, cuts or antyhing else.
Nina closed her eyes and sighed at the touch. " Augh, can't I just go back to my kennel? You're so boring. . . "
After another five minutes of poking and proding, the man sent Nina back to her cage, untill her next fight.
