FrozenPeak Pack Story/Lore
FrozenPeak Pack Story/Lore
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Posted 2024-05-04 10:32:21 (edited)
She was exhausted, yet her paws rose and fell in monotone movements, propelled by her one wish. One dream. The Dream of Hope. She had no family and no friends. No territory and no food. Worst of all, she had no memory of the time before. Cinii was following her dream. It was a dream of a land where pine trees towered far above the wolves and their tips brushed the Moon Herself, casting great shadows. Where elegant branches cast shade for plentiful prey like migrating elk and bison, feeding an entire pack for days. It was a dream where wolves belonged. She kept climbing up and up, scaling hills and trotting past freshly-fallen snow. Slowly the trees grew until they reached their branches, bark-covered hands up to Lady Moon. And then she saw it. Bathed in moonlight, a gray wolf slipped out from the shadows. He locked eyes with her, understanding passing between them. They had been led to the place together, meant for each other. There was perfect space for a den, for playing and hunting and grooming. There was also an unmistakable scent in the air. The two wolves approached, softly singing to each other under their breath. When their noses touched, it was like a shock had passed through the air. The scent was the smell of hope. |
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Posted 2024-05-04 11:19:30 (edited)
- Nausicai |
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Posted 2024-05-04 11:19:37 (edited)
Base Genetics: Warm Dark || Fertility: Good Slot 2 - Black Points (1%) T8 Slot 3 - Opal Shimmer (57%) T3 Slot 5 - Red Wraith (10%) T3 Slot 8 - Nightchill Wraith (64%) T3 Wolf Created on 2024 - 03 - 09 Pups Bred - 11 Living(Kept) Pups - 8 Personality: Dutiful Birth Stats: 690 Death Stats: --- Perhaps the most wonderful of all was Nausicai's incredible coincidences. |
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Posted 2024-05-04 11:20:51 (edited)
Fertility: Good Slot 4 - White Underfur (50%) T0 Wolf Created on 2023 - 2 - 27 Pups Bred - 4 Living(Kept) Pups - 0 Personality: Good She always was the most perceptive. It was a wonder that, in the end, it was guilt that took her. After all, she saw things others wouldn't dare to glimpse. Horrors plaguing the Earth. She saw the truth, and it was too much. She was a model wolf, quiet and obedient. Not the strongest, but she didn't need to be. The pack welcomed her truthfulness. They depended on her sight. The very sight that ended her. No one knew where she had come from. Moons ago, she had just appeared. Healthy, strong, and best of all, good. An angel in a world of backstabbers. She was the only one of all the originals that stayed. The original pack members, dispersing after a while. She stayed. She was loyal to the bone, Cinii's best friend, moving up to the position of Delta as a scout. /i> Origin Lore: |
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Posted 2024-05-04 11:21:01 (edited)
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Posted 2024-05-05 13:40:56
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Posted 2024-06-16 08:39:45
New Moon Once a full spin of Lady Moon. Once, the night of the center, the middle day, of the time where the Moon forsakes the Wolves. New Moon. A new spin. A new beginning. Beginnings are said to be bright and hopeful, but this beginning was far from it. The wolves of the new-forming pack, gathered and traded and gifted from all over the land, gathered around the center of the clearing, a boulder. Glowing with unearthly silver light. Side by side, Cinii and Piku scampered up, claws screeching ominously over the slippery stone. "It pains me to do so, but thus are the laws of the wild, and thus are the laws for survival. All of you fight bravely, for the good of yourselves and for the good of others. I thank you, one and all, from the smallest pup to the largest wolf. All of you have done great things in your life. From the wolves of Wepwawet, to Fenris, Artemis, and Lady Moon herself, we have come from different, but great, histories and legacies. May Fenris grant you strength, Artemis grant you swiftness, and Moon grant you life!" The elegant silver wolf tipped her head back, letting loose a howl that seemed to shake every gathered wolf. Together, with various degrees of loudness, each wolf joined in, a symphony of harmonic sadness. The ritual had begin, wolves in a straight line before the alpha and her mate. One by one, they came out, silently striding forward and dipping their noses in a sign of submission. The night continued, on and on, as the wolves presented themselves to silent judges. Finally, the sun rose, painting the sky in streaks of pink, gold, and red. Below the magnificent display, 50 wolves had gathered. 45 went back to sleep. Together, the 5 began their new journey |
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