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Lokri looked at Smoke then turned back to Guaz. "Panther bit him..." she murrmered so Smoke couldnt here before she led the new Castaway over to the burned out fire. "Its good to see another Person alive from the reck. I was begining to think me and Smoke were the only ones." She said sitting down close to her drawing. She relised the feather she put behind Smoke's ear had fallen she picked it up and casualy and gentaly sweept the dirt off of it. She then turned to look at the new Werewolf that had entered the camp wounding what she would say, or if she would talk at all.
Guaz nodded. "Something had to injure him...I was thinking something out here or the crash." She said sitting down next to Lokri and blinking. "Yeah I am glad I found some people to. Alive people." She said even though deep down she was glad she just found a a small group of people. She never did like big crowds and groups of people. She blink and looked over at Lokri's Drawings. "Did you do those? They are beautiful! I have never seen someone draw that good before...let alone in the dirt!" She said moving over to them and looked at them.
You are lost on a deserted island with your fellow werewolves, there is a large cliff face off one side that crashes down into the ocean and rocks below, the forest is deep and dense, it's very easy to get lost.
You don't have full control over your powers yet and can not switch on will, it comes with your adrenaline speed for now.
Having been hunted to near extinction, werewolves have fled to the far corners of the world. There were a few young werewolves, just discovering their power, managed to convince their parents to let them go on a short boat ride. They were supposed to have come back the next day, however, it was not meant to be. There was a freak storm that hit, and smashed the boat causing it to spin out of control and smash into some sort of rock or reef.
Some time later, they begin to wake, wondering what happened and what where they are. The island they have landed on seams deserted, but bits and pieces of an ancient civilization are still present. Will the secrets of the ruins secrets unlocked? Will the young ones choose to stay, or will they attempt to save the rest of their kind? Will they even survive that long?
No matter what the answer, for better or for worse, they are the Lost, as Castaway Wolves.
1. Typical rules of RP.
2. No swearing or cursing, please keep it to a minimal, if you must, use the *'s to blot it out.
3. Romance is allowed, hugs and kisses are fine, but nothing to graphic please.
4. No being your own crush or anything like that either.
5. I am the master and I can control my puppets, as much as I would hate to, I have the right to kick you out and delete you if you don't follow these rules, they're sort of important.
6. When making a character, please create a first and last name.
7. Max of 3 charries.
8. When making a character, please keep the male/female ratio, one male per female and vice.
9.Have fun!!!!