Welcome to Mark of the Wild: Savage Lineage -a PVP based Animal RPG. We accept all levels, from beginner to advanced, -we have NO WORD COUNT, a unique setting, world, and set up. Mark of the Wild: Savage Lineage was created by animal role-players, for animal role-players, With a friendly staff, an easy to learn software, and a wide scale of diversity, we are ALWAYS welcoming new members to join our community. Welcome to Mark of the Wild: Savage Lineage.
((Good time for Teiken to make his appearance and for Evina to follow ah Rebs? lol So you know Sojo, Teiken ish here to be eaten and for Evina to come into the picture lol. Here we goes =3))
Hazel eyes stared down the small rabbit as it hopped around without a care in the world. The black she-wolf crouched like a lioness and stalked the small creature. She knew it couldn't see her and by the looks of it, the rabbit was too dumb for it's own good. Should make this easy... the female thought to herself, not noticing that she was nearing two other wolves....
"Wee!!!! SNOW!" the brown rabbit exclaimed, not a care in the world. His mother had always told him, "Don't go hopping around without checking for danger." Would Teiken listen tho? Nope. He was a naive young buck who was most likely living on borrowed time. He had no sense of danger and would litterally walk right up to a predator and try to befriend them. Because of his strange behaviour, most predators thought there was something wrong with him so well....they left him alone. But surely, his time was coming to an end and this lucky bunny's luck was sure to run out and get him into some serious trouble.
Hopping along the soft snow the small brown creature could see two figures up ahead and darted forward towards them. Boy, was this going to be a bad idea....
Evina stalked the small creature and hid in the bushes. She watched the rabbit vanish out of her sight. "Dang it. There goes my lunch..." she muttered to herself, turning away from the direction of the rabbit. Before she went anywhere though, a loud howl echoed in her ears, making her head turn sharply back around. "[color=]Oh dear...that doesn't sound too good...[/color]" She said softly, turning back around to go and investigate who was howling and why they were howling with such desprateness in their vocals.
A rustle at the edge of the clearing caused the black wolf turn his head in that general direction. The minute movement had momentarily distracted him from the pain digging deeper into his chest and hind leg. In fact, Rebel grew curious as a light thud vibrated into his tall, cupped ears. The smell hit him sharply in the nose. And just like a spark in a cannon hole Rebelís hunger was stimulated. Here, before him was food. Food that could restore his energy and give him the strength the walk away into the safe clutches of the forest.
Suddenly! A big eared rabbit sprung from the bush and came sprinting right at him. Rebel couldnít believe his luck. Feeling his legs stirred he tried to stand on his feet, however the heavy pains punished him and pinned him back down to earth.
The rabbit was a foot before Rebelís muzzle when he struck. Like a rattlesnake he snapped his nape foreword and drove his jaws close to itís back. If his aim was true, the old wolf would have a meal to please him until the gods decided what to do with his tattered form.
And if this Pyre fellow dared steal his kill, Rebel would be on him faster than swipe from an angry wolverine. He wouldnít be harming any pack law, he would only be defending what was rightfully his.