Welcome to The Spanish Realm's Pack forum!
Feel free to look around our site and we hope to see you join in the future!
~Xuan, pack founder.
The Spanish Realm
Welcome to The Spanish Realm's Pack forum!
Feel free to look around our site and we hope to see you join in the future!
~Xuan, pack founder.
The Spanish Realm
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The Spanish Realm
We are a semi-realistic wolf roleplay site based in the time of Elizabeth I and Philip II of Spain. You will be in one of the two courts, which side will you join?
This is where the wolves will sleep and eat. The dens are located inside a woodland and are spread over a vast area.
Xuan Admin
Posts : 19 Join date : 2015-09-26
Subject: Re: The Dens Thu Oct 15, 2015 7:05 pm
"Thought" "Speech" "Other's speech"
As the sun began to rise over the horizon Xuan looked out of his den. All he could see was the glistening ocean before them and he wanted to go there so badly, just to be on the open ocean. He'd have to bring it up with Philip first though, even though there was no reason to. Maybe he should just socialise, it would be good for him, that's what he thought anyway. Xuan moved out of the den, gently edging his way into the open air. He loved it, the sea breeze on his fur and the smell of an ocean in his nostrils, that's what he liked. Being a Commander of the Armarda may have been a big thing but in the village he knew he was nothing more, he wasn't like a Duchess or a Duke or a Earl it was just like being another member of the village.
He walked further out, looking around for other wolves to see and greet. "Anybody here?" He asked.
Addressed: Anyone that hears Mentioned: Philip Word Count: 169 Notes: First post, woop! Roleplay starts here.
Clara
Posts : 3 Join date : 2015-10-14
Subject: Re: The Dens Sun Nov 01, 2015 5:10 am
♔ Clara ♔
Clara rises at the break of dawn, stretching and yawing as she exited her secluded den. She preferred to keep her distance from the others at court. She liked the silence. Elizabeth was less appreciative of the fact that she was so far away but it had never effected her work so Elizabeth couldn't complain. Clara's golden paw stepped on the cold stone outside her den; the sun's glow highlighted her orange pelt as she stepped into the light.
She let out a satisfactory sigh, "What a beautiful day," she smiled to herself. With her tail arched over her back and her head and ears held high, she gracefully trotted to the village. She was in the mood for a little commotion. Where better to find it then in the crowds of the village.