Kay so, here is Spiffy's board and here are Spiffy's rules;

1. No GM, PP, Mary Sue, etc, etc, if you're a decent roleplayer you know all these things.

2. This is going to be a pack, and typically in packs, everyone tries to get along. So please don't hate the entire pack and want them dead blah blah blah. Yes it's possible to challenge the Alpha, but chillax with the fights among packs.

3. While I usually am all over the gay/les/bi thing, these are wolves, and therefore none of that, okay! The pack needs to go on.

4.  Post your bio and what not, and then I'll decide if you can join. I judge based on the spelling, grammar, etc.

6. Remember these are the boards, so if you must go a bit heavier with your characters, take it to the rmail, kthnxbai!

7. Right, also, it would be best if you play at least two characters, one male, one female, to keep the ratios even. No playing you own mate, either.

Plot; 

The river is dry, and the spring is approaching. The wolves have been living off of a small creek, but soon even that may dry up. Unsure of what to do, Overboard sent out his scouts, only to find that there is a man made wall blocking the water(a dam). They've already lost an elder, now they're on the move, looking for a new water source and a new home. There are, of course, obstacles in their way; the human town is very large, and getting around it will take long enough. Getting through it would be suicide. As the humans expand further and further into the territory, Overboard knows it's a matter of time before the pack starts to wither. 

Bio;

Name;

Gender;

Age;

Rank; 

Mate;

Whelps; 

Looks;

Personality;

History;

Rankings;;

Alpha Positions: Overboard x Yari
The alpha is lead in all decisions and discussions. It is their duty to keep the pack at peace with one another, and to determine whether or not anyone poses a threat to their way of life. The alpha holds all authority over the pack, and may p*censored* judgement on any wolf within the pack. Alphas demand respect, and will not hesitate to teach one of their members what it means to stay in line. The alpha's lead the warriors.

Beta Positions: M x Vendetta
The Beta is the second in command, answering to only the alpha's. Although they do not have final say, their opinion weighs much heavier to the leaders than that of any other member of the pack. The beta is in charge of the pack when the alpha's cannot be around. They are bound by duty to report any wrong doing to their leader. The Beta is also in charge of the hunters.

Delta Positions: M x F
The Delta's are meant as almost spy masters. They receive information from the Sentinel's and Scouts, and p*censored* it on to the Alpha's and Beta's. They hold weight in decisions on whether or not to fight a rival pack or dangerous group of animals.

Sentinel Positions: 0/4
Sentinel's are meant to watch the perimeter of the territory. They make rounds every once in a while to determine if there are new scents, tracks, or markings. They report to the Delta wolves.

Scout Positions: Grain, Kiteso 2/4
The Scouts will sometimes go out to discover more territory, or seek answers about things that the Sentinel's find, such as scents, tracks, or markings. They report to the Delta wolves.

Warrior Positions: 0/6
Warriors are ready at any moment to protect the pack, along with the alpha's. They stay limber and strong, and often join the hunters for practice. They will attack only at the guidance of the alpha's.

Hunter Positions: 0/4
The Hunters are in charge of making sure that the entire pack eats, for those nights when the alpha's are in the middle of a discussion, or the warriors are out on a fight. They are the most skilled at bringing in game. They follow the Betas.

Omega Positions: M x F
The Omega is the lowest position possible. They act as pup sitters, and are expected to show constant submission to the other members of the pack.

Elders: None

The Elders are respected by all, including the Alpha's. Their wisdom also influences pack decisions. 

Name: Yari
Age: Adult
Gender: She-wolf
Species: European wolf
Fur Color: Dark black with faded silver and white stripes
Eye Color: Amber
Physique: Thin and wiry, a tough female with plenty of muscle. Long legs make her a fast runner and she has enough stamina to chase a deer down with ease.
Deion: Yari is a dark black she-wolf with odd slightly faded silver and white stripes going down her back and flanks. Her build is meant to be small and swift, but she does have underlying muscles that lend her the stamina to hunt her prey for a long time. She has a neat head and smooth-furred body that lends to an aerodynamic body shape.
Personality: Yari can definitely be counted as a swift thinker and excellent planner who rarely does an important action without much deliberation and thinking. However, in a pinch she can make typically workable plans quickly, though these aren't always the best.
Kin: Stormfoot, Shire [Mother, father, deceased]
Other: Alpha Female

Bio;

Name; Grain

Gender;Female

Age; 3 years

Rank; Scout

Mate; none

Whelps; none

Looks; Black wolf with a deformed right leg due to a birth defect. Has silver blue eyes.

Personality; Quiet around others but will speak up if needed. And ready to sacrifice her own life if needed.

History; When she was born, most of the pack asumed that she would be useless because of the birth defect.Though now she wants to contribute to the pack as much as possible.

M*censored*ive pads thundered against the ground as Kiteso ran to the west. Her auds were flat against her crane, tongue flapping in the wind. She nearly tripped herself once, twice, but she didn't stop. She wanted to get this run over with so that she could lay down for the night.

Her orders had been to scout out the territory to the west, to make sure that there weren't any humans in close range. She was also to look out for bear traps, poisoned meat, and most importantly water. They'd found a small stream, but a larger body of water would do everyone good. She perked her audits every now and then, but didn't hear anything she shouldn't. Everyone was getting ready for bed, and those who weren't were searching for food. All was well tonight, a good change. Lately the animals had all been restless; and with good reason. They needed that water.

Meanwhile, Overboard was pacing along the area he'd chosen for the pack to bed down. He marked here and there, just to ward other animals off. He was tired, he knew that others in the pack must be. Was anyone ready for a fight with another pack, or a large animal? He trotted back to the gr*censored* bed he'd made when he was satisfied with the perimeter, wondering where his scouts were. He would not sleep until he knew every pack member was safe. His stomach gave a light growl; ah, he didn't have the heart to send out the hunters this late. He'd have to hope one of the scouts brought something small back. He'd been so preoccupied today, he'd forgotten to eat.

Long shadows covered the tree that Yari lay under, as she formulated the plans for the new camp site. Her quick mind was already deciding where the lower wolves would sleep, the alpha and whelping den, where they would cache their food.

Lazing on her side the oddly coloured female gave a rumble of satisfaction at her mate’s choice in a place to live. There was everything they needed close at paw. To the west only a half-day’s travel was the elk hunting grounds, and there was enough of the smaller prey nearby to sustain them. A bubbling river ran nearby, within easy reach.

And best of all, the she-wolf thought joyfully, it is safe here. For the pups I and Overboard shall raise and for the rest of the pack.

[ok]

Overboard stood once more, pacing around again. He couldn't rest his mind, not until he was sure that everyone was safe. He threw back his head, calling out to the scouts. They didn't need to go any further; they'd been out long enough for him to know that they'd covered a lot of ground. He glanced back to the water, hoping that it wouldn't dry up. Something had to be done about the human wall; but they were only wolves, and he knew that they couldn't really do a thing. He made his way back, sniffing out his mate. He wanted her re*censored*urance that he was doing good, that they didn't need to move on again. 

He approached her with the excitement of a whelp; she and the pups were the only others that ever saw him playful like this. "Yari, my love," he said, dropping to his stomach beside her. "Do you like it?" He was anxious; the pack as a whole needed to be happy, but his mate was most important. 

Giving a playful growl she nuzzled her mate's head gently. 'It's fine, love. When the time for pups come they couldn't have a better den site.' Closing her eyes she rested her head softly on Overboard's back, giving out a rumbling noise akin to a purr as she did so.

Her tail wagged slowly from side to side, brushing her mate's haunches gently with each movement. Twitching her ears as a sudden breeze ruffled her fur the she-wolf wished that days like this would never end.

But a fool's dream, Yari.