Love. Hate. Harmony. Tragedy.
These lands have seen everything imaginable, and have lived through the harshest winters, the dryest summers, the fruitless springs, and the harvestless autumns.
Pure, clean air, rushing water, rolling hills, cool grounds as soft and colorful as a crimson sunset. Blood tinted flowers, clumps of emerald clovers, velvety soft grass to rest one's weary body upon...
Welcome to Arnasia.
Updates
We've got a scrolly!
08-05-07
I've added a new Packland, the Cobashea. That means there are two Packs left for the members to claim!
08-03-07
I've added some more things to the site, and I'm probably going to add even more places to roam and maybe a new pack. Please stay active!!
07-31-07
Well, this place was abandoned, but I'm doing my best to bring it back from the brink of death. A mod is needed, and so there will be an application in the boards.
Group: Admin
Posts: 95
Member No.: 1
Joined: 17-March 07
Name - Faar (Far) Age - 4 Gender - Male Breed - Gray Wolf
Appearance - Unlike his half-brother, he doesn't quite have such a small frame, though he is kind of slender for his gender and age. His fur color consists of a sandy color, mixed with black, though the black is mostly on his flank. His eye color is a pale tan color.
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Personality - Faar would have to be the complete opposite of Malta. He isn't the least bit anti-social, or spiky. He is loud, jaunty, and extremely social. Just like Malta practically hates females, Faar is quite the womanizer. Almost every female that he meets he tries to make a move on, even though he isn't exactly smooth. Anything else - His father is Shadow, his mother was Iris. His mother birthed Shadow's son, Faar. Faar grew up with only his mother, since his father was always gone. When Faar was around 2, his father came back to them one day, kept them company for a few days, and then for no reason at all killed Iris. He left Faar in-injured without a word. After a year of traveling on his own, he stumbled across a new born pup, Malta. (To get the rest, or more detailed-ness just go to Malta's past.)