Character's Full Name: Rolland Solomon
Link to Character's Profile:https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=71
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype: N/A
Level of Fertility: pls roll a normal d100 (non-safe roll)

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 10 points!
Strength:5
Agility:1
Charisma:0
Intelligence:4

Character's Full Name: Loki Crane
Link to Character's Profile:https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=66
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype: Brown/tan, blue eyes. black/white/gray, yellow/orange eyes.
Level of Fertility: pls roll a normal d100 (non-safe roll)

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 10 points!
Strength:4
Agility:2
Charisma:4
Intelligence:0

Character's Full Name: Lestat Aderly
Link to Character's Profile:https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=55
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype: black, green eyes. brown/cream, blue eyes.
Level of Fertility: pls roll a normal d100 (non-safe roll)

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 10 points!
Strength:5
Agility:3
Charisma:0
Intelligence:2

Character's Full Name: Freya Nightshade
Link to Character's Profile:https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=69
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype: blue/silver, blue eyes. blonde/brown, gray eyes.
Level of Fertility: pls roll a normal d100 (non-safe roll)

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 10 points!
Strength:0
Agility:5
Charisma:0
Intelligence: 5

Character's Full Name: Caesarion Espina
Link to Character's Profile:https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=68
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype: black, amber eyes. blue/black/cream, blue/green eyes.
Level of Fertility: pls roll a normal d100 (non-safe roll)

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 10 points!
Strength:4
Agility:4
Charisma:0
Intelligence:2

Character's Full Name: Leilani Eris
Link to Character's Profile:https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=30
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype: Blonde/tan/cream silver eyes. Black and tan green eyes
Level of Fertility: pls roll a normal d100 (non-safe roll)

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 10 points!
Strength:
Agility:2
Charisma:0
Intelligence:8

Maddox stood on the edge of the ledge and looked out over the lake and the expanse of the valley beyond. It was large, and he was sure that he couldn't see all that it has to offer. He was going to have fun exploring for the foreseeable future. He would explore, he would find somewhere that suits him and he would start a pack, for that is the only path he could see for himself. He would not bow down to another or follow someone else's rules. He would be the ruler and he would find a queen for his side.

His body quivered with anticipation at the thought of the coming journey as he turned away from the view and trotted to the river. He was right at the edge and walked along the bank until he found an area that was calm enough for him to dip his muzzle and drink. The water roared passed and cascaded over the waterfall at the edge of the cliff he was just on. Musing to himself how this could potentially be a good place to start a pack. Plenty of fresh water, which meant plenty of prey should be around this area too. Rising his head he let the water drip from his muzzle as he gazed around some more. Yes, this would definitely make a good area to settle down, if he didn't find somewhere else on his travels.

Lost in is thoughts he ambled away from the river and started to weave his way through the trees, brushing along them as he passed. Not really marking territory, but enough so others would know he was here and if they wanted to seek him out they could.

||Content Warning: Slight Gore||

Lucifer had been lucky, he had stumbled on a deer carcass that looked relatively untouched. Normally he tried to avoid carcass' but he had bee traveling for a while and it had been a few days since his last meal. It was still cold enough that the meat shouldn't have started rotting, at least not as fast as it would have during the warm and hot seasons. He slowly sniffed around the dead deer. scenting and looking for any sign that disease is what took this creatures life, rather than the cold or old age. He could still feel a little warmth coming off the deer, letting him know that it had not been dead for too long which meant the meat should still be fresh. His stomach gave a loud growl, letting him know that he had inspected the feast long enough, it was time to dine. So without wasting much tome he tore into the deers stomach getting past the fur and skin to the organs inside. As hungry as he was though he was still cautious, testing the meat ion his tongue and smelling everything once more, just to be sure it wasn't rotten or infected. The last thing he needed was to become ill because he was too impatient.

He had eaten almost as much as he could tolerate and was debating what to do with the rest of the carcass. He could just leave it here and keep it for himself, hope that no other wolves or scavengers would come along between now and when he wanted his next meal, he could waste energy trying to drag what was left to a secluded spot and again hope that it remained undetected, or he could send up a call. See if there were other wolves in the area, ones that have not been lucky enough to catch a meal for themselves. There was still plenty of meat left on this deer, and he doubted, with the amount that he just consumed, that he would be needing to eat something like again before the meat froze solid or began to rot. He supposed it would be rude to not see if there were others in the area that were hungry like him. After all he is not the one who brought the deer down, so it wasn't like it was his kill to protect. And it wasn't like her had a pack or mate to feed yet.

So with his decision being made Luci threw back his head and let a howl rip from his chest. Letting all that could hear know that there was an easy meal to be had should they need it. He would hang around and protect the carcass from any other scavenger and see who showed up.

The two of them had chatted aimlessly on their way down the mountain — mostly about the weather — and had fallen into a comfortable, concentrated silence as they picked their way along the river's steep edges. Yukon had let Nico take the lead, content to follow and observe, until the waters took a sharp right. His blue gaze had swept left instead, focused on what seemed to be a distant break in the trees. After having been up high, he was well aware that there was a massive lake somewhere ahead of them.

"Let's go this way?" he offered, gesturing with a movement of his head.

Character's Full Name: Barbosa
Link to Character's Profile: https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=53
Played By: Sauwce
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype: Agouti, violet. Brown/beige, green
Roleplay Sample:

The world was new and the ground that her graceful strides crossed was travelled with a knowledgeable mind and the poise of a cat. With ease, the wanderer traversed the landscape with a slow and steady gait. Serenity was her mind, centred and focused on her nomadic ways. Little was a discomfort the woman, at the peak of her life exploring the unknown world. She'd come far since her time in the desert. She'd come far since the canadian wilds and their harsh winters.

Composed, a woman of discipline, and yet she'd not sacrificed empathy for it. Her face was as warm as it had ever been. Her manners always openly accepting of everyone until they'd proven otherwise.

It was weaving through the woods that the healer found immense satisfaction. Joy beaming across her open maw as she pounced over limbs and roots. The snow had been heavy in this region but even she knew that this cold snap wasn't to last long. The days were chilling to the bone and the night ever colder, preserving the fluffy white blankets and transparent sheets of ice. Spring was a couple of moon cycles away and then her job was to begin in full again. A healer. It was a difficult profession for a wolf who travelled often which is why she often used the colder months to keep moving. Not much she could help with when she did not have an inventory hidden away, a cache to keep supplies.

It worked better for her this way, but it did make her job harder if, and when, she came upon somebody in need.

She was often concious of her surroundings, scents breathed through her nose and into the depths of her senses. She knew the animals that littered her trail, the wolves who took purchase to various plots of land. It was her duty to be aware. Nose, eyes and ears.

So when a thump echoed a little ways off. Barbosa easily diverted her route with curiosity.

Perhaps it was sadistic, to wonder if it was somebody injured. Or better yet, kindly to hope that nobody was in pain. She followed her nose to a wolf, the sound only attracting her to the body's direction. No blood, not that she could smell yet but an injury was likely too fresh. Just a wolf that Barbosa initially approached with curiosity until she found herself sighting the body in a heap on the snowy forest floor. Paw steps quickened then, her eyes becoming her key source of information. Watching, studying.

No movement, but there was breathing. Unconscious was the apothecary's first thoughts from the appearance of the body. The lithe frame lay beneath a tree amongst the mounds of snow, a dusting of the white dust across the she-wolf's pelt. She was young, this wolf. Though not a yearling, perhaps just graduating from that youthful period of her life. And skinny. If there was injury, the frailness worried Barbosa.

She approached with caution, in hopes not to spook the girl, however did speak softly in hopes it would lure her back around.

"Oh you poor dear... What a position you've gotten yourself tangled into..." she uttered, lowering her muzzle to gently nudge the doe of a wolf behind the ear.

How did you find Miasma?: Dawn lot.

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 10 points!
Strength: 1
Agility: 2
Charisma: 4
Intelligence: 3