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This is where the admin will post all announcements. Please read all of them, because they could concern you. Activity checks will later be put here too.

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All character biographies must be posted here before roleplaying. The biography must meet the requirements, and it must be accepted by a staff member before roleplaying.
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Sub-board: Accepted Characters

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When you character and another character have successfully 'mated', you must post both characters information here. Then, using randomization, you will find out the amount of cubs and their features... that is, if you are successful at all.

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Tranquil silence seems to embrace the land, only the calming sound of a birds call and the rush of wind through the flowing feild of grass. The tall, deep green grass embraces the slightly risen hills. Swaying willow trees are placed seperatly across the terrain. In the lands center is a ring of large ash colored boulders, sitting peacfully in their place; as if guarding the strange whole in the center, leading into a small cavern. This strange formation comes to use for the wolves, as the small tomb makes a fair den.

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A mysterious beach lies shadowed by the Feu cliffs. Its silky sand is a deep ashy mix of black and gray. Shells and stones lie polished by the ocean, their surfaces smooth and often worn to their own perfection. They shimmer in the light, like rhinestones spilled amongst the mixed black sands. There are littles trees, but yet large stone formations curve around the base of the hills and cliffs. The clear salt water laps gently at the beach, the waves anger stolen by the stones of the cliffs, allowing only large ripples to touch the soft sand.

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In a thinly forested feild of dry grass, a few ruins remain, their old stone walls crumbling, some of them completely gone, their remenants lieing in heaps on the dirt floor. Mold clings to the walls and the trees, the ground nothing but marsh outside of the actual ruin. The air is moist and the scent of putrid, molding ground and foilage stirs in the mild breeze. The few dead trees are low and overgrown, their long branches digging into the ground, making the trunk hard to pick out from the cage of limbs.

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Guests Allowed

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Have you written a wonderful poem that you would wish to present to everyone? Have you made your best manipulation? You can show us here, and you can havecritic if you wish. No random babbling here though, please.

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Do you love to make photo manipulations for other people to use? Are you an excellent graphic designer, and would like to make members wonderful images to use on this site? Come here, and share your talant with the others. Though, any who wish to use these images outside of this site must ask permission of the creator and Admin.