cockroaches
Leader log
Snowcap- black [t1]. An Observant leader who has, after months of wandering alone around the world, learnt to always think before carrying out any actions.
Pack rules
-Any future leaders must be descendants of the first leader, unless there are none available. This may be overridden if the current leader decides to appoint a different wolf, although this is frowned apon by some.
-This is a pack of mostly natural wolves. Some exceptions may occur.
-Most wolves with a large gen [9+] will be outcast or sold to another pack.
-Wolves may not be inbred- if they are, they will be outcast apon reaching adulthood or sold.
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You walk closer, until your face is nearly visible through the bushes surrounding the clearing. As a no-tail, you could never know how the wolves would react to your presence, especially since most of them are new to the pack. The dirt beneath your feet is damp and soggy. No surprise honestly, considering that the rain had been pelting down for the past week constantly. You are about to peer through the bushes when you feel something firm on your back- and a small bark from behind you. A nervous laugh escapes your mouth as you turn around, But the leader just smiles- as much as wolves can- and barks again. You're not the best at wolf-talk, but this, at least, you know-
'Welcome to the cockroaches.'
Snowcap- black [t1]. An Observant leader who has, after months of wandering alone around the world, learnt to always think before carrying out any actions.
Pack rules
-Any future leaders must be descendants of the first leader, unless there are none available. This may be overridden if the current leader decides to appoint a different wolf, although this is frowned apon by some.
-This is a pack of mostly natural wolves. Some exceptions may occur.
-Most wolves with a large gen [9+] will be outcast or sold to another pack.
-Wolves may not be inbred- if they are, they will be outcast apon reaching adulthood or sold.
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You walk closer, until your face is nearly visible through the bushes surrounding the clearing. As a no-tail, you could never know how the wolves would react to your presence, especially since most of them are new to the pack. The dirt beneath your feet is damp and soggy. No surprise honestly, considering that the rain had been pelting down for the past week constantly. You are about to peer through the bushes when you feel something firm on your back- and a small bark from behind you. A nervous laugh escapes your mouth as you turn around, But the leader just smiles- as much as wolves can- and barks again. You're not the best at wolf-talk, but this, at least, you know-
'Welcome to the cockroaches.'
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