Alpha
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NORTHERN STRENGTH.
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Post by Alpha, Elisabethene Champagne on Apr 25, 2016 19:49:32 GMT -5
ALL ROLE PLAY FOR THE 3 DECEMBER 2022 WITHIN THE GRISELDA CENTRE IS PLACED HERE
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Delta
I joined on January 1970, I am a proud Male and I've made 51 posts
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Post by Delta, Kingslhey Harahson on Apr 27, 2016 17:35:56 GMT -5
Delta of Griselda King let loose a wide yawn, stretching out his lean muscles. The morning sun rose behind him, ever so slowly gliding across the sky. Its sunshine just barely peaking through the vegetation. Running a pink tongue across his muzzle, King search the centre. A white blanket of snow covered the forest ground. It seems for once King was the first to arrive. A soft chuckle escape his mouth at the notion. Usually the brute was late, the very last to arrive. Alpha would always scold him for it.
With a lazy smirk, King too a spot against a tree trunk. Leaning his structure against it, he close his golden eyes briefly in deep thought. He wondered what the alpha had plan for the day. Being in third command, you only know so little information. The snow underneath him melted from his weight and warmth, seeping through his thick silvery coat. He couldn't help but huff in annoyance, already the male was getting wet. He silently hoped the alpha would hurry. He hated his fur being wet. It would just become far more colder for King. Curling his tail over his paws, King waited for the others. Other then being wet, he actually enjoy the peace in quiet.
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Alpha
I joined on January 1970, I am a proud and I've made 49 posts
NORTHERN STRENGTH.
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Post by Alpha, Elisabethene Champagne on Apr 27, 2016 17:54:37 GMT -5
TAGGED- OPEN FOR INTERACTION Dark, wary eyes looked upon the roof of the den. Elisabethene felt more tired than she ever did before. These were the dark days for her; long nights and short days were her enemy and she just wondered how her parents did all of this. Perhaps it was because they were married young and had each other, or maybe perhaps it was because her mother was the daughter of Ares himself, but Elisabethene just seemed to feel more and more tired from this position. She knew that she couldn't step down after what Aleksandr did for her, but Elisabethene also felt the pressure that he has not yet to taste.
To add insult to injury, her rivalling pack's Alphas were mated. To make matters worse, Elisabethene and the whole Loup Gris Mountain knew that it would be Vihenva Druosti that would have the first heir of their generation, not her. A Druosti heir would be conceived first, not a Champagne heir. Elisabethene felt only disappointment in herself, but she never allowed it to show outside of her den or her talks with her brother. Not even Charles knew about this.
Making her way towards the Centre of Griselda, the young Alpha Female looked over at the horizon, rather glad to see her wolves still quite asleep. She needed rest more than anything, but to the world, she has to look like she was perfect. Nothing can go wrong or the Griselda would look weak, and Elisabethene could never forgive herself if the Griselda name was put into shame because of her.
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Delta
I joined on January 1970, I am a proud Male and I've made 51 posts
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Post by Delta, Kingslhey Harahson on Apr 27, 2016 21:05:21 GMT -5
Delta of Griselda King turn his head to the side where the entrance of Alphas den was. The sound of rustling catching his attention. It seems Alpha Elisabethene has awoken. His ears perked forward at her presence. The pure white female looked to be deep in thought. King frown. It was never good when she did that. King had a feeling something been bothering her of late, and being the oh so tough leader that she was, she never confided with anyone that he know of. Feeling as an obligation and as a friend, King push onto his paws ,taking his time and made his way to her pale form. Naturally his ears pressed up against his skull to show his submission to his alpha. His tail was much lower then before as well. He left paw tracks in his wake. A small blanket of snow build up on the male's back. King didn't bothered to shake it off, making his coat once silver coat turn a lighter shade of white.
"Good morning Alpha Elisabethene." The delta called out to her as he made his presence known. His keen gaze watch her carefully, avoiding her eyes in respect. "I hope all is well?" He inquired with a dip of his skull, observing her expression. In a rare moment, King was for once was serious. Usually he would spend his time without a care in the world, only once in a blue moon becoming sober. It wasn't in his nature. Though he was always laid back, King was not stupid. He was quite intelligent in fact, spotting certain things about the others. He felt it was his job to keep an sharp eye on them, making sure their physical and mental health was just peachy. That includes the alpha. Tag: Alpha, Elisabethene Champagne
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Commanding Huntress
I joined on January 1970, I am a proud Female and I've made 31 posts
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Post by Commander, Oceane Amherst on Apr 29, 2016 8:27:56 GMT -5
OCEANE AMHERST COMMANDING HUNTRESS OF GRISELDA
scent of jasmine and cherry blossoms
voice sounds closest to jackie evancho
[ tagged ] elisabethene, kingslhey
The cruel, chilling wind made its way into the snug den, sending a tiny shiver running through the slender white fae. Dark, weary eyes fluttered open and fixated on the den roof. Oceane was overwhelmed by lethargy. These were days when her bosom friend Elisabethene was feeling troubled and she shared the same sentiment. Her much needed sleep was easy to come by, yet hard to keep, and she wondered if her newfound exhaustion had anything to do with her strenuous patrols. Or perhaps it was simply the anxiety for her friend's wellbeing that thrummed constantly inside her. Slowly pushing herself to her paws, she stretched her lean legs before proceeding outside into the frosty outdoors. Small rounded prints were etched into the snow as she made her way towards the centre of the camp, where a pair of familiar figures had already roused and were interacting. The rest of the territory was completely silent.
She found Elisabethene nearly immediately, gazing into the horizon with a faraway look upon her muzzle. Oceane padded over in a graceful gait, her soft snow white fur barely visible against the lush ivory blanket underfoot "Good morning, Ellie. I hope you are well?" she asked, concern warring with her low honeyed voice. She could interpret from the wolf's expression that she was yet again engulfed with disappointment in herself. Trembling slightly with prickly agitation, the young Commanding Huntress touched the tip of her tail briefly to Elisabethene's shoulder in reassurance.
Behind her, the sun was inching its way up lazily into the azure dawn sky, casting slanted rays of glowing light across the ground and illuminating the tall shadows of the trees. Wintertime in Loup Gris Mountain was bleak and dull, and not a single insect noise could be heard humming through the still air. It gave her a sense of tranquility and peace with which she could calm herself down. It was a sharp contrast compared to spring, when the mountain would be thriving with flora and fauna and the breeze would be gentle like a fading whisper.
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Alpha
I joined on January 1970, I am a proud and I've made 49 posts
NORTHERN STRENGTH.
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Post by Alpha, Elisabethene Champagne on May 2, 2016 19:46:21 GMT -5
TAGGED- KINGSLEY, OCEANE
Slender legs were relaxed as she let out a small sigh to herself before Kingsley stepped over. A faux smile was placed across her maw as she looked at her Delta. Strong and wonderful, he is. Elisabethene's relationship with Kingsley was a good friendship and she cherished it. When she named Kingsley Delta, it meant that the Harahson would be one of the highest bloodlines of Griselda and Elisabethene remembered that this was one the greatest things she did as an Alpha.
"Hello, Kingsley." The she wolf replied with a nonchalant tone in her voice. Being weak was alright if only it was to her, but being weak mentally or physically on the outside to her pack was a wrong that Elisabethene couldn't trust herself doing. "I'm doing alright, I do hope that you slept right." The fae told him. "Thank you, Oceane, how was your night?" Elisabethene asked. Ellie was a nickname that was as old as Elisabethene herself, but she barely heard it. It felt strange when it didn't come out of Charles or Aleksandr's maw, but Elisabethene was not in a mood to argue in anyway.
"Kingsley and Oceane, I'm planning to visit Alpha Charles Bonnaire of Vherien this morning, I hope that you two may accompany me. My brother will stay here and watch over and Oceane, please wake up your sister to do so as well."
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