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 Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 1:55 pm
RESPECT YOUR LEADERS
This is the official thread for meeting the alphas on business such as rank changes and love quest unions. If you're looking for plot-wise roleplays or something else, pm one of the owners of the alphas (or both, however you feel like doing it) to create a separate thread instead.
REMEMBER YOUR MANNERS WHEN APPROACHING THE DEN. YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT MOOD THE ALPHAS MIGHT BE IN, EH?
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 3:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 7:37 pm
 The early morning sun streaked across Numair's pelt, warming it up and making the leopard spots decorating his shoulders stand out more thoroughly then at any other time of day. It had been awhile since he had brought the young -and beautiful- Faela into their pack, nursed her back to health and sent her to his alphas with the request to enter in the pack.
He looked back behind him, as though seeing into the den he had created for her. Though she was for the most part better, he still would not allow her to hunt for herself. Was that not part of being in a pack, that each member looked out for one another? And what if her ankle proved worse after the hunt? All his hard work mending it would have moot.
Numair headed toward the alpaha's den, his heart in his chest... hoping, praying he ran into Fantasia in a good mood. Though the younger wolf usually had no problem with the male, or his mate for that matter, it didn't make them any less intimidating. Standing by the entrance he peered in, hoping not to be too noticeable or caught by surprise, before bowing his head and raising his normally quiet voice
"Fantasia, I wish to seek audience with you if applicable."
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 8:23 am
The female lay in her den, licking her paws clean from the meal before. She enjoyed the nice quiet of the den when she needed to clean up, it made her feel safe. She could hear the sounds of the birds, and the calls of deer, but those were sounds that meant comfort, not fear. Her eyes gleamed a bit when she heard the call for Fantasia. Her brother was popular in these lands, she often wondered if it was because he took care of the pressing matters, while she made sure the pack was happy and content.
She chuckled, raising herself on her paws. She was large now, though she was still smaller than Fantasia himself. Being an adult was something new to her, but she was taking it with a graceful sway. She loved being the alpha, though she knew she needed to be more to these wolves.. She wanted to be.
"Well if its Fanta you're after, you may be out of luck, my friend." She mused, exiting the den to look at the male that stood before her. She offered a kind smile, and raised an eyebrow.
"Or can I help you with what you need?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 5:45 pm
Numair stood his ground, though his insides were quivering. He wasn’t quite sure what to say, or how to go about this new step he hoped to go forward in his life with. “I hope so. I wished to speak with Fantasia about ranks.” The brown wolf reverted his gaze, staring at the females paws instead of her eyes. He was so used to the male wolf, that Numair was unsure of how to continue, or if he should even continue. Composing himself took a few seconds but when he did the wolf straightened, and held himself tall.
“I have watched, learned and gained much experience since traveling here as a pup. In the time from my adolescence I have taken care of many wolves, I have hunted, fought and done everything that my superiors have wished of me. I have rescued, nursed and tended to the newest member of our pack without question and without apprehension.” He paused, now fully unsure of how to continue, of how to express what he desired the most at this point in time.
“Now I have noticed that we are lacking Knights and Guardians and it was my desire to train to become a Knight.”
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