Roleplaying

 A young wolf shifted to the right feeling the cold ground and the dense air around her, A weird chitering noise of a creature above her tucked safely sounded an alarm as she shot her head up terrified as she looked around wildly with questions. Where was she? what kind of dangers were around her? and most importantly who was she!? As the young wolf looked around nervously she noticed that there was a chain her neck, the tear drop shaped amulet hooked ontothe chain glistened in the moonlight as she stared at it. She turned it over slowly looking to see if there was anything on the back. "Arrow....." she read quietly then suddenly remembering her name.

The wolf had opened his eye's looking around. It startled him to see so many unfamiliar wolves around him. He looked down at his neck. An amulet had been there. It seemed strange to him that it was in the shape of a crocodile. Out of anything in the world, why a crocodile. He looked on the back of it. On it was a name, Deran. He figured this must be his name. The fact that he could not remember his own past frustrated him. It felt like there was an empty hole in his heart. It seemed impossible for him to try and think about anything else. He stared at the other wolves. He hoped if his memory was never to come back, at least these wolves would be there. At least, that was what he thought.

Slolwy, the black wolf stirred. Her bleary eyes opened, taking in the other wolves surrounding her. Feeling fearful, she tried to remember what had happened, who she was, where she was. But to no avail. At least it seemed the other two wolves who were awake, looked just as confused as she was. Still, the fear that flooded throughout her was not something she could ignore.

 As she struggled to her feet, she noticed the amulet swinging from a leather chord around her neck. A majestic raven with widespread wings. Scraped onto the back of the amulet was a name. Kariba. Perhaps it was her name. Staring into the eyes of the raven amulet, her fear waned, but just for the moment.

The brown wolf rolled over. She accidently kicked a wolf next to her, then sat up. Her mouth was dry, her head was spinning. She looked around her. She was in a forest, with other wolves that she had never met before. She felt something swinging from her neck. It was an old rust chain. It had a golden key on it. "What's this?" She wondered aloud. She looked on the back and saw a word engraved into the key.  Song. "Is that my name? I think it is..." She was confused and tired. She got up and walked around. "Where are we... And who are you!?" She turned toward the other wolves.

He was shocked awake by a painful kick in the head. Staring around he had noticed Song, even though he did not know her name. He immediately noticed the amulet that hung from his neck. It had a bone, and a name. Apparently it had said Zangoul. What in the world did that mean? He silently thought to himself. He figured it was his name, but he wasn't entirely sure. To his left and right there were quite a few wolves who were awake. Only a few were still asleep. He scratched his head trying to remember his past. To him it didn't matter too much.

Arrow grunted "I do not know where we are and...." she paused "you can call me... Arrow i guess." she said as she looked around cautiously and snorted at all the wolves around her and spoke a bit louder "Does anyone here remember what happened to all of us?" she asked in a somewhat demanding voice. Waiting for an answer she looked around at the tall dark pine trees and noticed a few squirrels jumping from tree to tree. A loud screech sounded through the forest and she quickly got into a defence position "somebody please answer quick i don't want to stay here too long," she felt her neck fur rise "we'll wait for the others to awake but then we should leave this part of this forest and discuss whats happened to us else where."

Kariba raised her eyes to meet Arrow's.

"I am Kariba, I suppose." She remarked, answering the older wolf's question. Warily, she looked at the lone sleeping wolf laying on the ground. "It would seem there's only one of us left sleeping," she muttered, gently nudging the slumbering wolf. "I have no idea what's happened to me. I don't remember anything. It's like my memory begins from when I woke up here." Her voice shook with each word, the fear evident in her eyes. Turning to the only backup she knew to hide her fear, she sarcastically muttered, "Of course, I'm so sure you're all very interested in my life."

"GAHHH!" Jezebel shot up straight, yellow-green eyes wide and fur standing on end.

"... What happened." The attractive black and white she-wolf shook her head as she tried to take in the woods around her. She squinted. The patches of light and dark confused her and she blinked, hard, although this didn't do much good. She hastily got to her paws and tried to take a step, but was completely disoriented and lost her balance. 

"Uuughhh.... Oh for the love of.... Why me." She just remained there for a while, letting her vision focus. "Yeah. Why me. ... Who is 'me'?"

This was a question she could not answer.

"Oh, well that's just wonderful."

After a while, she slowly managed to get into a sitting position. She let out a slight breath and let her head hang. "..." 

"What...?" She hadn't noticed it before, but there was a chain around her neck with an odd pendant at the end.

"How about that..." Studying it closer, she quirked one eyebrow (or where it would have been if wolves had eyebrows) and remarked to herself that it seemed to be in the shape of an eye. There was a word on one side, too.

"Jezebel," she read aloud. "... Okay. Good to know."

Arrow looked up at the awoken wolf "Glad to see your up I'm Arrow," she said softly then she looked at the others then turned back to the wolf "lets get moving ill do my best to tell you whats going on but right now isn't a good time." she said and glanced around. She pushed her nose into the wolfs soft fur urging her to move "Whats your name dear?" she asked as the soft fur tickled her nose as she pulled away quickly and sneezed the other direction. Then turned back and tried to make the wolf move again but instead she nudged her with her shoulder.

"Lay off!" Jezebel snarled. "I can do it myself, no sweat!" Energized by the impulse to hide any weakness that she might have - pff, as if - Jezebel scrambled to her paws, stiffened her muscles as she almost fell over again, and puffed her chest out defiantly. "Would you be so kind as to tell me exactly where I am?"

She tried to keep her smooth, even voice dominant and haughty, and really only half-succeeded. Well, it was better than nothing, But Jezebel did not like the feeling of having to rely on anyone else other than herself to maintain optimal survival. 

Song ran over to a large, almost sparkling, boulder. She climbed it, and could see over the forest. There seemed to be no end to it, Just continuous green. She ran down the rock and over to the other wolves. "What do we do now?" She was scared. She scratched at her necklace. It was heavy, and pinching her skin. All of a sudden, her ears perked up. She ran back over to the rock, and climbed it again. She jumped off, falling to the ground and rolling to the spot where she was laying earlier. "Hmmm, Maybe, but no. That doesn't make sense!" She mumbled to herself. She scratched at the ground. "How did we get here?"

He looked around sniffing the air. "So no one remembers their past either? I wonder what happened. Or if we had families." It didn't matter to much to him, but he did want to know what had happened."Do you think someone has done this to us?" He knew that his questions might just not be answered. Still, he insisted on asking questions. Looking around he noticed that most of these wolves were female. Only one other was a male. "Are you serious? I'm surrounded by girls." One of them sneered at him. He continued looking around until he had seen a strange  looking creature. "That looks funny? I wonder...." He ran into the creature, unfortunately when he lost his memories of his past, he also had forgotten what a porcupine was, and what it could do. "Ow! That cruel little thing." Now his snout was covered in quil's.

Arrows stared at Jezebel 'rude one isn't she.' she thought to herself "i do not know where we are, we all woke up here and nobody remembers a thing." she said calmly then she turned around after she heard Deran and quickly ran over to see he was ok. Arrow could pull the sharp quils out if she wanted to but she decided to ask to make sure he was fine with her doing that "do you need help with these?" she asked. Then she clamped her jaw over one hoping it also wouldnt stab her  with its roughness and sharp point also as she got ready to pull it out.

"No, I have an idea." He turned around and rammed his snout into a tree. His goal was that the quil's would stick to the bark as he pulled his snout out. Instead making the quil's go in deeper. "Ow!" With the quil's now in deeper another had to pull them out. "That hurt!" He turned to the others. Everyone seemed awake. But he couldn't tell for sure. "So if none of us can remember anything, where are we going?" He hoped with all his heart for an answer. He was just as lost as everyone else. "Where are we?"

Jezebel watched the others, unamused by their conduct. 

"Son of a fruitcake, if these are the wolves I was stuck with, I'm as good as dead."

She wasn't even exactly sure as to what they were doing, or even who they were. Fortunately, the latter question could be answered as she took a look at each of their necklaces - they all seemed to have one, and the one thing that each had in common was that the wearer's name was inscribed somewhere on the charm.

Well that was either really good or really bad, she decided. What was this, a setup? Some setup. Whatever it was, it was having... Interesting results.

Our setting is a massive pine forest that seems to never end. Many lakes and rivers run through it. Very easy to get lost around here...

You wake up in a strange forest. You can't remember who you are, what you've been through, or even how old you are. You do not know anything about yourself. There is an odd necklace or chain around your neck, with a charm/amulet as the pendant - it also has your name on it. You wander around the forest for a while, and soon meet other wolves who have encountered the same fate, and you decide to travel together and become a pack. Your new pack settles next to some cliffs in a pine forest. Later on the pack stumbles upon some tunnels, not knowing that they are haunted by some ghosts who are very unhappy. These ghosts are filled with rage becuase they were brutally murdered in the tunnels, and their spirits are now trapped there. They can only come out on the full moon and with this advantage of being able to roam freely during these times, they try to hunt down their murderers and will stop at nothing to get their revenge.

Will the pack survive these growing forces beneath the shadows?

Not availible. It's all been forgotten!

Sai is the mod for this RP and will enforce the rules.

I am GOD. I have the ability to attack you with mini ninja marshmallows if you throw the rules away.

Rules:

1. Don't swear. You can put a few asterisks, but no cussing right out loud. Be nice.

2. I don't want seven females running about with only one male. Keep a ratio. If you've read these rules, you'll respect this.

3. Come on. Be somewhat literate or at least semi-literate. Type |!k3 th!$ and I'll injure you.

4. You can have a maximum of 3 characters.

5. No god-modding, power-playing, flaming, spamming, Mary-sues/Gary-stues and the like. Don't kill another person's character without permission.

6. Only I can Rp monsters and/or ghosts, unless I give you permission. You may ask but dont just go make a crazy mutantbear without asking

7. Love and crushes are allowed, but don't get too extreme.

8. Have fun! :)