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Rules~

Okay you should know the drill with the main rules X3;;

Be fairly literate if you could, please. In between Essays and one sentence please!

This place has got some things that are most likely very inconsistent with real
rabbits (Ie the rustpaw disease might not actually occur to confined rabbits), please bear with me X3;;

Please post a rough Bio of your rabbit before posting, so I know who's doing what X3;

Be aware that unless you're with the right supervision, trying to go through that wall will likely wind you up exiled or worse, so be careful!

The chief is an NPC character known as Clawtooth, but that's the most you'll hear or see of him. Even most the owsla never see him apart from a select view known as Elite. Please don't try to rp the elite? Captains etc are still fine though 3nodding

There's an extra role in the silverpaw warren known as "Herbals", they're a medic of sorts. They try and look after the sick. They're usually of no use but to give the ill some form of hope.

If your character is a Hlessi, you'll need an owsla to escort you to Ix, who's in charge of "immigration". Whatever he's doing it's fine to have a random owsla push your OC at him, he'll deal with it and let you do your thing 3nodding

Characters currently in role play <3

Name: Ix
Rank: Captain of Owsla (Elite)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Quite a speedy build with a mop of redish fur along his head and back. Longer ears than usual, causing them to lop either side of his head and tear along metal in the runs. Has very sharp eyes that can be intimidating to those who don't know him, which is pretty much most of the others.
Piccu!
Personality: Quite cold, seems to not show much emotion at all. Can be sarcastic and harsh with his words. Shows warmth to a select few.
Bio: Being only close to Magpie, He was under much scrutiny from the other Owsla, however, because of this, he was forced to be the one to Exile him. Like usual he showed no emotion in doing it, but he wasn't sad to do it, after all, it was what his friend wanted. Nowadays he's considering where his loyalties stand now that his rebellious friend had escaped, and seems to be plotting something.

Character: Poe
Creature: Raven
Distinguishing features: Always carries a small wire around and has a silver identification band on his right leg
Bio: Once upon a time, in a nest far away.... Actually, Poe lived a very natural life for much of his life up until a few months ago. After being used as a test animal to analyze brain capacity for birds, Poe was simply written off and was no longer fed and left to fend for himself. With a fear of humans but a fascination for their creative things, Poe sees himself as a daring individual who stood up to man and won.... whether or not this may be true

Name: Lavender
Rank: Normal
Gender: Female
Appearance: She has grayish fur with black-tipped ears and a patch of black on her tail, also has black ‘socks’ and a white patch on her chest.
Personality: The type that generally stayed away from trouble and can be found helping the Herbals from time to time, though never took up the title herself. However, she is pretty well know to be curious. She is fond of looking at her reflection within the shiny metal… a vain flaw of hers.
Bio: She was born within the Silverpaw warren and can never remember ever going out beyond the scrap yard. All her food was generally brought from raids and so she never had the need to silflay in the fields around the area. She respects and admires the Owsla… and sees the infamous Magpie as a coward to run away from the warren, despite the threat of Rustpaw.

Name: Ayuvi (Ah-luu-vee)
Rank: Hlessi...?
Gender: Male
Appearance: Golden fur with dark patches around his eyes. He has thre vertical slashes down over his face and a strange tag hanging from his ear. He also has white under his feet. Fairly large, but definatly more of a runner's build.
Personality: Chilled out and outgoing.
Bio: A curious Hlessi who seems to have been to Silverpaw before.

Name: Lemongrass
Rank: Normal
Gender: Male
Appearance: Unseemingly thin, Lemongrass has deep black fur that clings strongly to his heavily ribbed body. His left ear is completely white, and the discoloration continues into a patch over his eye. His eyes shine a dark onyx.
Personality: Lemongrass comes across as very intimidating, thus he tends to keep to his burrow near the entrance of the warren. He has ears about though, knowing the social goings-on of everyone in Silver Hills. Many of the younger rabbits look to him for his unspeakable wisdom.
Bio: Lemongrass was the runt born in the same litter as the Clawtooth. Though they are brothers, Lemongrass, like all the others, rarely sees the chief. As he grew, he learned to pay attention (very close attention) to everything that went on in the warren. He knew things that he was not supposed to know, things that put him in a position of intimidation. He preferred not to be watched by the Owsla, so he kept away in his burrow. Because of this though, he often didn't eat. At first it took so long to adapt to the change, but in the Silver Hills warren, anything was possible.

Ix flinched slightly as the sound of a crow hit his tattered ears. He was plenty used to such birds that appeared to be attracted to shining objects, but still their cries would startle him slightly. He looked up at the feathered beast atop of the wall.
"Must you be so loud? The other's havn't woken up yet!" He called to it, scratching idley at his ear.

It was early morning, and as usual he was one of the first to rise. He had been sitting on an old car seat watching the sun slowly rise over the barns in the distance, thinking to himself.

Ix blinked at the strange crow. "You're not from near here are you, crow? This is Silverpaw Warren. We live here." He told him quite calmly. "You should watch out for cats, they're all over the place here, the men like them here." He warned, seeming to grow a tad bored. His ear raised a little bit, though the weight still caused it to droop low as he listened around.
Only the sheep and the late lambs could be heard.
"Are you injured?" He asked after a moments silence, turning back to look at the creature.

Ix flinched, crouching low in attempt to keep his hearing from harm. "Alright alright "Poe", keep it down will you? Your voice is annoying." He told him bluntly, rubbing at his long ears. "City..huh? You birds and your strange travels..." He shook his head, looking around at the sky breifly.
"My name is Ix, and as wonderful as your food may be, I'd rather not smell it." He told the crow as he pushed the shining beak away from his face.

Ix yawned, eying the metal on the others leg. It was much like Shiner's ring on his foot. What was it with these birds and the shining metal? Listning to his words about the men and their city, he nodded breifly in acknowlagement, before turning to climb onto the back of the seat, motioning to the large barn not so far from the scrapyard's gate.

"We get our food from there. They hay there is sweet and fetched for us, but for those who prefer the silflay they eat with the sheep. That is the closet we get to the fields."
He stretched some, before scratching again at his ear. "Though, those who eat with the sheep run the risk of being trampled or facing the dog who guards them. This dog seems to be the only one I know that shows any sort of intelligence.."

"Hrududu." He stated plainly, looking up at him in the corner of his eyes. He had been paying attention though didn't look it, having been staring around the grounds as the sun cast shimering lights on it, along with some other Owsla beggining to start their rounds, followed by some other, lesser ranked rabbits.
"You get green things here. The homba usually attack them near the man houses. Never seen them taken away, we don't often go near the black road. But the magpies tell us of such things."