Writing Bios or Lore for Your Wolves (SC-GC Commissions)

Hello! Greetings my fellow Wolves!

Do you want lore written for your wolves, but feel it too much of a hassle or challenge to do it your self? You're in luck! For just 50SC for every 200 words, I'll write your wolf's bio or lore! 

This also applies to small, one-shot style snapshots of pack Life, and if the aforementioned bios or one-shots are requested longer than 2,000 words, you get a discount! It'll be 30SC for every 200 words, so a 2,000 word story would cost 300SC!

My conversion rate to GC is 80SC to 1GC, so the order amounts might be a little awkward if you pay in GC, but the option's open.

GC discounts start at 10 GC spent, adding 400 words free for every 5 GC spent, starting at 4,000 words with 400 added for hitting 10GC

You are welcome to pay in one sit for multiple bios and stories, keep in mind I'll need a character sheet like below for each story's main wolf and the things you think I should know about other wolves you want in the story. GC and SC discounts apply throughout the order's cumulative word count.

Feel free to ask questions below in the replies, I'll do my best to get back to you within 24 Hours, hopefully sooner!

As is likely obvious, to write about your wolf/wolves I'll need a small character sheet which you are welcome to send in the replies below. For this character sheet I'll need the following:

BIOS AND SHORT STORIES MANDATORY

1. Wolf's Name ( link them, please ): 
2. Wolf's Family(If they matter to, or are to be included in the story)
3. Basic Personality (How they interact with other wolves. Are they mothering? Do they talk simple or sophisticated?)
4. Wolf's origins: (Do you have a basic backstory in mind I can work off of? a plot? Past trauma to keep in mind?)
5. Wolf's role, how they perform it
6. Place the wolf/pack calls home. (abandoned mineshaft, ravine, dip in the ground, a cave, etc.)

SHORT STORIES MANDATORY (OPTIONAL FOR BIOS)

1. What you want the Short story to center around, the main Idea or plot summed in one sentence.
2. If the wolf is a hunter, and the story centers around their hunting party, I need 1-3 from for each wolf, and which role in the party they fill
3. If the Wolf is a scout, and the story centers around them scouting, I'll need a biome and something you want them to encounter, whether it be friendly, hostile, neutral, or inanimate.
4. If They're a pup-sitter, I need, for the pups they are protecting: a name, a personality, a basis for interaction, and how they behave (Stubborn, easily cowed, skittish, do they have the "poke it with a stick and hope it doesn't kill you" mentality?)

OPTIONAL FOR BIOS AND SHORT STORIES

1. Any other wolves you wish to appear in the story, and whether you want randoms thrown in (whose appearances I will get by randomizing a wolf in the wardrobe unless you specify appearance)
2. Props, specific locations(which you would need to describe), Accessories the wolves wear beyond what is in their actual site image (due to the lack of decor beyond nature, herb bands, insects, and foxes)
3. Does the wolf happen to be particularly gifted with a strange talent?
4. Anything else you think might be pertinent to the work which you wish me to compose, feel free to link explanations of things you think I might need a little more understanding of, I don't mind reading an article or two

Below is the 587 word Bio/Backstory which I wrote for my lead wolf Phoenix, which would cost 150SC

Unless you ask for a specific POV, expect something like what is written below

Named for the legendary Bird of Fire, it was her parents’ hope that Phoenix of The Glacier’s Razor would bring prosperity to The Pack of The Howling Williwaw. Living in the Northern Glaciers, The Pack of the Howling Williwaw suffered under freezing temperatures that only continued to get worse, Killing off Phoenix’s littermates early on, leaving her parents to neglect her in their grief. Soon after, an illness struck, weakening the pack’s beta to the point she froze to death in the middle of a hunt she led despite their Shaman’s advice. The disease that killed her did not stop with her, however, and soon it spread through the pack ravaging even the healthiest of adults in the herb-barren wasteland the Howling Williwaw called their home.

The pack Shaman, Issenblomen of the Fjords pleaded with the alpha, Howling Winds of the Nyrthgar, to take the pack somewhere warmer where they could hopefully recover from the illness, but the Alpha was stubborn, refusing to move his pack from the territory they had called theirs for generations. Eventually, all but one wolf perished from Howling’s Bear-headedness, Phoenix being the only wolf spared for a reason only the stars know. Phoenix, knowing she could not survive alone, pondered which star favored her as she trudged on weary adolescent paws Southbound with no goal beyond survival. Her whole pack dead, she had nothing but grief, desolation, and instinct to fuel her pawsteps, and as she was bound to, she tired quickly. In her exhaustion, she failed to plant her paw on solid ground and tumbled down into a river hidden by its steep banks and long grasses that drooped over the water. Floundering, she wondered for a moment if this is how she would die, tired, alone, and choking on river water despite the fact that the first thing Williwaw pups were taught was how to swim. As Phoenix fought, adamant not to give up hope until she’d howled her last, a set of gentle but firm teeth met her scruff and she was pulled to shore, hacking up river water she’d swallowed as her savior began to speak. “You should come with me. I am Tala, and I help new wolves like you. This place is vast. You won’t survive long on your own.” At Phoenix’s hesitance, this strange she-wolf–Tala–relaxed, cocking her head with a small wuff of amusement, humming out, “You have nothing to fear from me. Many wolves have come before you and many will come after you. I help them all.”

Moving forward with Tala, Phoenix looked out upon three beautiful landscapes, captivated by their side-by-side harmony. Tala began speaking once more but Phoenix was hardly paying attention, her eyes caught on the landscape that sung to her, the Mountains. When given the chance, Phoenix immediately chose the craggy, snowy, rolling reminder of the place she used to call home. Treading carefully into the territory that would come to be her own, Phoenix looked at the stars twinkling above her in the clear, crisp mountain sky and her face broke into a toothy grin. Her gaze fell to the crystal pool of water flowing from a spring-sourced waterfall into the small cove beneath her, reflecting the star’s light into her eyes, leaving them sparkling with a thousand visions of prosperity.

She threw back her head and howled for the stars had whispered to her what her pack’s name would be. From that day on, she was Phoenix of the Glacier’s Razor: Alpha of The Pack of Reflected Stars.

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