Roleplay

[center][font=Century Gothic][size=7][color=#850012]Kistune's Mask [img]http://i.imgur.com/Q5eZhV2.png[/img] [size=1][font=Century Gothic]In a world where foxes are the only sentient creatures, a battle long forgotten threatens to arise once more and destroy the forest many call home. [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2715744/1]>>OOC THREAD<<[/url] [size=5]Rules: [size=1][emoji=left wing size=1] Follow FR's rules [emoji=right wing size=1] [emoji=left wing size=1] Avoid Godmoding [emoji=right wing size=1] [emoji=left wing size=1] Respect others [emoji=right wing size=1] [emoji=left wing size=1] Drama is always encouraged! [emoji=right wing size=1] [emoji=left wing size=1] Don't be afraid to ask questions! [emoji=right wing size=1] [emoji=left wing size=1] Have fun! [emoji=right wing size=1] [size=5]Zenko: [size=1][b]Leader:[/b] [color=#602020]Yuui (GrandeLatte)[/color] [b]Deputy:[/b] [color=#D1B300]Damien (BTdragons3869)[/color] [b]Hunters:[/b] [color=#AEC8FF]Yuki (NVDragon)[/color] [color=#236825]Reed (BTdragons3869)[/color] [color=#6394DD]Lir (EmeraldJubilee)[/color] [color=#FF00ff]Moonlight (BayoDino)[/color] [b]Medic:[/b] [color=#1D2224]Selene (BTdragons3869)[/color] [b]Scouts:[/b] [color=#A5E32D]Vex (NVDragon)[/color] [color=#004c4c]Snowdrop "Snowy" (SodapopQueen)[/color] [b]Kits[/b]: [size=5]Yako: [size=1][b]Leader:[/b] [color=#3F2B66]Itazura (NVDragon)[/color] [b]Deputy:[/b] [color=#2D237A]Otieno (EmeraldJubilee)[/color] [b]Hunters:[/b] [color=#4B4420]Aswang (Daijobanai)[/color] [color=#8DBCB4]Hyan(ko) (BlueCoriander)[/color] [b]Medic:[/b] [color=#663399]Mirako (Tweeter101)[/color] (Assistant) [color=#850012]Ayko (Silikiyu)[/color] [b]Scouts:[/b][b][/b][b][/b] [color=#451717]Fennekin (BTdragon3869)[/color] [color=#C18E1B]Jora (EmeraldJubilee)[/color] [color=#169c7b]Digger (GrandeLatte)[/color] [b]Kits[/b]: [color=#E7008B]Kika (NVDragon)[/color] [color=#FFDAB9]Thistle (Tweeter101)[/color] [size=5]Outcasts: [size=1][color=#808080]Mason (Kingman)[/color] [size=3][color=#828335]Buck (Actinidia)[/color] [color=#FF5500]Rebecca (RedCRose)[/color] [color=#22f383]Caelum (Sincerity11)[/color] [color=#850012]Prologue thingy: Spring's first buds have blossomed. The snow has melted. The birds chirp in delight, singing songs in joy. While beauty fills the forest, there is an icy stillness. Within the land, the dwellers are silent. Ears twitching. Eyes glimmering. Spring brings food. Spring brings land. Spring brings blood. Early in the morning, life begins as usual. Hunters and scouts bound into the forest in small groups. Kits nibble at each others tails while the medics frantically pull them apart. Spectating them are their leaders, concealing their stress behind their masks. Deputies observe in silence, waiting for their turn. All hoping for another day to pass in peace.

In the Yako tribe.....


playing by herself in the roots of the medic's office. Mirrako signed and went back to work, grinding some rosemary leaves with her mortar and pestel. She had decided to make some disinfectant for the returning scouts and warriors.

Mason was walking. No destination, really, in mind, just..walking. The Fox didn’t really have a set den-he had several, scattered throughout the territories. So it wasn’t hard to find a place to sleep.
He didn’t have much to do. He was an outcast, and there was no way anyone but other outcasts would give him the time of day. He sighed.

Otieno | Deputy | Location: Yako Camp | Mentions: Itazura, open

Otieno watched the foxes of Yako go about their day in stony silence. Above his head, birds chirped merrily, letting their joy of the sun ring out in their voices. Like them, the silver fox was enjoying the fresh sunlight that came with spring, and had picked a well-lit spot to observe the tribe today. Tail wrapped around his paws, he flicked his gaze to the small parties of hunters and scouts leaving the camp. For a brief moment, he entertained the idea of joining either party, but there were things about camp that needed to be done as well. Otieno glanced at Itazura, waiting for her instruction despite how it displeased him.


Jora | Scout | Location: Yako Camp | Mentions: Open

Jora, being the energetic young vixen that she was, had woken long ago. Until now, she had occupied herself with watching the birds or sniffing the fresh blooms of spring, but now the gold fox was beginning to feel antsy. The hunters were beginning to prepare their morning excursion, and Jora so desperately wanted to get out of camp before them. She couldn't let them have all the fun, after all! But, she couldn't leave without the other scouts: Fennekin and Digger. As she waited for her fellows, Jora took to idly rolling pebbles through the dirt with her claws, having resolved to look somewhat dignified despite her anxious energy.


Lir | Hunter | Location: Zenko Camp | Mentions: Open

Lir woke up slowly, relishing the softness of his nest and how the gentle spring sun warmed his fur. But, he knew that he could not sleep forever. With a quiet, resigned sigh, the gray fox rolled out of his nest, springing spritely to his paws once he reached the ground. He padded out of the den, his small paws scarcely making a sound as he left. He sat down in a corner of camp that spring had generously blessed with abundant blossoms, allowing himself a few moments to further wake up as his fellow hunters gathered.

Medics' Office. She hadn't left in days, as her assistant medic usually was sent out to fetch ingredients as part of his training. Someday he would take over her role as medic.


and stored it in a wooden bowl, putting the lid on top so the life-saving paste wouldn't dry up and have to be thrown out.

((I cant post till Monday, I happen to be stuck in the void))

Sorry

//gonna post later, going on a trip

((sorry but family stuff,, i will try to update soon- for now assume Rebecca is prowling around for scraps of food outside the Zenko tribe,,))

Snowdrop | Zenko Scout | Zenko camp | Mentions: open

Snowdrop’s brown eyes opened suddenly. The traces of a dream slipped away from her as she lifted her head. It had been a strange one, but that’s all she could remember now. Her nest was a burrow underground lined with fur and grass, so sunlight could only be seen filtering in from the mouth of the den. She took a moment to stretch and shake the bedding from her fur before she exited the den.

The Zenko camp was still waking up, as was she, but the spring air was crisp and cold; it wrenched the drowsiness from her as she stepped outside. She paced in a few small circles, eager to start the day. Finally she settled in a patch of sun near the den entrance to soak up some warmth and wait for the others to wake.

aswang ;; yako hunter ;; yako tribe clearing ;; mentions: none

amongst the entanglements of the overextended rooting of trees, a tiny but noticeable blur of sandy-grey sped past. the vibrant rays of the sun overhead lit up the grassy clearing, trees shrouded the edges of the miniature field and shadowed the forest deep within their winding branches; rocks and boulders of ranging sizes littered the forest floor, their loss to the battle with the moss apparent.

atop one, a lone vixen stood. the bright circle cast a yellow tinted glow to her bristling fur as she deeply pondered her scattered thoughts with an uncharacteristic look of seriousness. these recent days have been utterly uneventful and monotonous. the repetitive routine in question had just included hunting, patrolling, sleeping and repeat, she recalls.

had this gone any longer, aswang would've gone insane.

but she supposes that she couldn't blame her superiors. after all, there was a somewhat foreboding feeling that felt to loom above them, taunting. everyone could feel it, bar the oblivious lot of prey. aswang sighs, resigned and instead listens to the melodious chatter of distant creatures, the calls and chirps sounding akin to those of a bird in wait for another activity.

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