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Name: Yaul [Pronounced Yaw the l is silent] Gender: Male Type: Yukon Wolf Birthdate/age: April 20th 2017 [2 years 3 months] Family: [Mother] Fyrewane [Father] Unnamed [Siblings] Three brothers and a Sister Description [Detailed]: Yaul is mainly an ebony Male with white and gray patches in various locations on his form. His snout had one such white patch that started to gray back around his jowls fading slowly to black, though the top of his snout was dark as midnight as well as that front visible patch below the nose above the slit in his upper lip. The whole underneath of the snout was snow white again fading to black on his undercarriage.

Pound them to the ground! (4x and muffled low pitch screams yet with volume) Those Power Ponies must go... DOWN... DOWN... (Starts male falsetto and both downs are screamed normally, no pitch added) I will make them all like me. They don't have a chance... (Sung in low pitched male voice, tenner) Chorus: Underestimation will be your downfall just try and stop us! SPIKE WILL GET US... OUT (repeat 2x and the first part is a type of intense pitched singing scream that intensifies with each word. The Last sentence again will be straight up screamed)

The mist upon my face the dew upon my back vanished without a trace by my own Heart Attack At times I can not help but betray myself here again just as I felt no earthly thing the tear. Two minds though we are one thinking, acting Alone interlaced in great fun till in time we rush home. Can't wait untill that day When we meet in the Fray.

Their words hit at thirty-Five miles a second I fly back from the recoil and lay down to die my time has come and I feel the end has beckoned now the only comfort is my release and fly... I get up determined to fight despite the cost first crawling away from my death beds cruel embrace I watch my blood underneath remind what was lost as I continue to slip away with no trace. I keep moving till I find strength to again stand! I still find myself limping but the pain is slain up and up I climb beating odds, my reprimand internal keeps me alive from a guilty stain. The wound falls off as I stand up straight in confidence I stand up tall as can b

It was early March and grass could be seen, along with some small and growing flowers. The green was quite literally brightly colored and looked beautiful. I was now nine months old and was considered of age to be called a yearling. My cranium rested softly against the cream colored pelt of Ginger Meltingmoon. Her bright green orbs comforted me as I laid contently on the ground next to her. The first sun was just rising and shedding its light. I squinted as the glare seemed to shoot straight through my eye. It caused my pupil to shrink and gave the effect that my retina had begun to burn up most of the coal. Ginger was the closest thing I h

Oh symbol of the death and intimidation just one final cold breath a new federation. The cold blade upon neck and fear as thick as skin upon one ship a deck the Captain is down pinned. A scary flag waves bye as a ship descends depths while others try to hide and avoid the pirates steps. Take your target down son leave a blood mess then run.

A nice female Windhound calls you over as time passes slowly mine own life she has touched divine. She lifts you up to hold you in place forever when a suggestion told she takes it, remember. A friend to all she is though she has her own falls she gives a allure, sis and for her friends she calls. Her head tilts to one side then sits back for the ride.

Pound them to the ground! (4x and muffled low pitch screams yet with volume) Those Power Ponies must go... DOWN... DOWN... (Starts male falsetto and both downs are screamed normally, no pitch added) I will make them all like me. They don't have a chance... (Sung in low pitched male voice, tenner) Chorus: Underestimation will be your downfall just try and stop us! SPIKE WILL GET US... OUT (repeat 2x and the first part is a type of intense pitched singing scream that intensifies with each word. The Last sentence again will be straight up screamed)

I regret the fact we were not very close until the untimely death our brother I know it was stupid and we both then chose to go separate ways from each other. That day though both of us grieved very hard we learned to rely and to get along now we could never cause our ways to part as our voices together join in song. May your birthday be filled with all your dreams and may you find that special bond you seek as the world around you pulls and now seems unfair and cold as it's sewage now leak. You are strong and we both have had troubles but together we face them, just Doubles.

A man stood in a corner of a room with the appearance of a bar. He was wearing a four piece suit yet had a sombrero upon his head. He definitely looked out of place among the scum in the bar. Machines littered the place and behind the bar instead of a friendly bartenders face, you are met by a computer screen. One other man approached tripping over himself. When the man was face to face the monitor ordered him to touch it. The man hit the screen he was so drunk. As that man did so his stats started being displayed, like name age and wanted status. Everything was a go so he was able to order his drink. As he walked away he tripped and his dr

Wolves laying around lazily inside a territory safe till a growl short and nasally broke the peace and increased the pace. Ears swiveling in succession as they ran from the coming threat the Alpha showed no aggression as they turned from the sudden fret. They left the steady blaze, fire finding new sanctuary, home though from the journey they tire passing by areas they roam till by finding new life they stop again lazily they fall, drop.

Take up arms my brother is dead I want to make them suffer good till I, Jason have Vaas's Head blood will flow down where he once stood. Hoyt's privateers surround this spot yelling my name, "Jason Brody!" in plain sight I hide as a dot the game of Poker now folding. Sam an American citizen gets me ever closer to Hoyt though I know not his own reasons beside him I sit till on point Hoyt stabs Sam with that betrayed Knife As I jason , end his short life.

.:Character Sheet:. Name: Racien Yowlsmen (Rash-ee-an Howls-men) Age:  (wolf/Human) 2 years/ 25 years {Ages according to the human years the wolf  is relative and looks as young as its equivalent.} Species: Shifter (Human/Canis Lupus) Gender: Male Weight: (Wolf/Human) 160 lbs/180 lbs {He is a bit heavier than normal Gray wolves that are full grown. And weighs as much as I do in real life as a human.} Height (Human only): 6' Pack or group name: Enflamed Pack (Beta) Appearance Human: Racien is much more tan than Cian, in fact he was darker brown. He wore a loop nose ring that went through the bridge of his nose and out each nostril. He

 A man stood toward the back of a nearly empty bar. He just leaned against the wall close to a small aluminum door. He seemed not to be causing problems, but it was also apparent he wasn't drinking. In fact he would most likely seem out of place to the other patrons including the bartender. As the man continued to just lean there a muscular man approached the bartender. The bartender whispered only for a moment in the muscular guys ear. Soon he was making his way fairly quickly to where the lone patron leaned against the wall. The man looked up his soft caring green eyes catching the bigger guys hard brown gaze. The leaning man quickly looke