OPEN JOINING

[DOKOTA !]

Autumn wants you, yes you! If you wish to be apart of the Ruthgo Pack come and sign up here! All positions but the queen (Autumn will choose his own queen so if you want to be in the running just be a normal member or something like that) but you might not get what you wish for - the expectations of loyalty to the king are high and Autumn accepts only the best. If you wish to join just fill out the form below!

Ranks to choose from can be found here - link

[blockquote][size=1][place picture here please!]

[b]Name:[/b] [charries name here]
[b]Gender:[/b] [gender here]
[b]Age:[/b] [age here]
[b]Breed:[/b] [breed here]
[b]Alliance:[/b] [alliance here, should be ruthgo]
[b]Position wanted:[/b] [name the position]
[b]Why:[/b] [qualities of you charrie here please]
[b]Audition post:[/b] [can be recycled, I'd just like to see how you can RP!][/size][/blockquote]

NOTE If you only want a normal position the example post isn't needed! But if you wish for a beta/ess or an duke/duchess I'd appreciate it if you placed on in their just so I can see how you RP. The post can be recycled.

[L I T H I U M]

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Name: [Scully]
Gender: [female]
Age: [3 yrs]
Breed: [irish wolf hound]
Alliance: [ ruthgo]
Position wanted: [whichever you see fit. we can rp them ]
Why: [she's loyal and cunning and has some good hunting and fighting tactics. plus, she is strict but sometimes fair.]
Audition post: [Jasper's paws bounced as he made his way into the KJP memorial hospital. His harks were pricked upright on either side of his head. His blue eyes were locked a head of him, scanning around for any type of movement that might come. Naturally he figured that there wouldnt be, but his guard was still up anyway. Jaspers lower jaw dropped, salmon pink tongue lolling out and resting over his bottom two canines. Inside the hospital it was warm, but not hot so he didn't need to pant much to cool himself down.

His paws hardly made a noise on the well polished floor as he headed down one corridor. The floor was dusty and aged. His muscles rippled beneath his blue merle pelt. Jasper loved exploring and didn't know why he'd come to the hospital today,but it was a large building and plenty of rooms to check into. As he rounded a corner, his nose picked up the scent of a female that had passed through here. Immediately, alarm bells began going off in his head. He'd hoped that she hadn't gotten into any kind of trouble and with this new worry, quickened his pace until he eventually spied her. Thankfully, she wasnt.

Jasper approached her and planted his rump down on the floor, forelegs coming around to the front of his chest, keeping his upper body erect. He looked directly at her, showing her respect as he began talking to her softly.

"Hello. I'm Jasper. What's your name?" he asked brightly and waited for her to talk . Outside through the windows, he could see the blue sky and fluffy white clouds. Spring had come, and hopefully new adventures.]

[DOKOTA !]

accepted into the pack hun!

i'm just gonna put her as a normal member for now, when they get to know each other she'll probably move up in rank ^.^

[eclipse]

Name: Kismet
Gender: female
Age: three years
Breed: collie
Alliance: Leek, but wishs to change sides
Position wanted: Duchess please
Why: Kismet is a cold-hearted creature, a soul of pure blodlust and bitter resentment toward the world as it has become, however, she is fool-hardy and cunning, with good instincts and a clever, winning fighting style. She is a hard-headed, detirmined animal, who finds it difficult to trust others, no matter who they are. She's free-willed, with a strong, individual charactor who would do anything for her pack, and plays the game of life with an intelligent mind.
Audition post: (my first post i ever made with Kismet...she meets Graffitti!)

Kismet

"Can't read my, can't read my,
No he can't read it,
My Poker face."

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Pads threw the light torso acriss the floor, on a surface that was never meant for beast. Claws raked at the slippery ground, attempting to find some sort of hold as the figure skidded along, somehow keeping balance as the wind rushed past, lifting a soft coat of deepest ebony and purest ivory, a contrast between her own charactor. Good and bad. Devil and angel. Ahh, if only for a more simple charactor had this femme been gifted with, prehaps in that respect, she would have had a better life, or prehaps not. This femee did not believe in fate, destiny, nor even God himself, only Satan, and how she was set upon this earth to kill, and then be killed. What a life.

Torso battered against the opposite wall as she managed to use it to stop. Sudden pain shattered her side, breath dissapeared with a soft woosh, and then everything was righteous once more. Scrambling once more, the femme collected her barings, shaking her crania after the cool wind had ruffled her fur. In distaste, she glanced about herself. She was new here, each surrounding was a place to make new memories, bad of course, to grip the world and tilt it right once more, or not. This place appeared to be a hospital, although, it had not managed to help, as it were supposed to, to those humans that now stattered many doorways in dead heaps. A remembernce to the past, a much hated part of the femmes life.

No sigh escaped her lips, not one noise. Oh, she had long ago disaplined herself, to show no sign of emotion. Emotions were the weak point to one's life, show of true soul, far too dangerous. Others were ruled by their emotions, so pointless to live life in that way. Roll of her optics was an attitude she allowed, and she offered this movement to the world as she assended to the next floor, bored already by the plain white-washed walls, splattered with dried scarlet patches of blood, some more recent. The scent was so wrong, causing the femme to wrinkle her nose in disgust as she travelled, paws beating out a two-beat rythmn, like the steady beating of a drum.

She reached the floor above and moved slowly, carefully along the corridor, not really bothering to take in her surroundings, oh they were all too the same, and isnetad taking in the atmosphere. Dead and heavy, this could possibly be a place of sancitiy for the loner, amung her companions, death and hell and destruction.

Hair bristled with the scents of another animal, and she crept silent across the floor, slipping into a room covered in more blood than most. Her mouth pulled back, exposing daggers sharper than knives, and a low, threatening growl rumbled deep in her chest. She crept a large object, not bothering to check it, and comig head-to-head with another, standing sorrowfull like over another of their kind. This site shoked her for a second, but she did not relax. Crania stayed low, paws creeping stealthy toward the tweo fiures. She was sure the other would've heard her by now, the deep growl had grown louder, a deafening warning to this unknown. She kept her stance, menacing as she spoke.

" Who are you, what is your business."

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[DOKOTA !]

she's accepted into the pack!

and has been given the rank of duchess for now ^.^

[eclipse]

thank you!