【 lore & legacy of the lowlaws 】
【 lore & legacy of the lowlaws 】
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Posted 2021-03-24 01:22:32 (edited)
🌔 welcome, to the history of the lowlaws; a pack of outcasts who |
Awilixi #40839 |
Posted 2021-03-24 01:25:39 (edited)
summer | dawn | fog a wolf with a pelt as deep and dark as the winter nights. watching him. waiting. he approached, slowly, cautiously, but they did not move. warm brown eyes followed his movements and when he finally met them, they spoke. her words felt heavy upon his ears. "chased from your pack," she spoke, elongated canines glistening in the sunbeams that found them. "an unfortunate fate. but fate is a hefty word to be spoken so early in the morning, no?" her gaze was soft but the humor was lost on him - or at least, it went unacknowledged. "follow me. i will help you claim the destiny you desire, not the one that was given to you." despite her unfamiliarity, he was compelled to listen. and so he followed her as she led him through the thick forest, away from the open fields he had claimed the night prior. he remained silent as they walked, the fallen nettles and leaves sticking to his wet paws. "tala," she informed him as they drew closer to their destination. "my name is tala." he did not give his name in kind; she seemed unbothered. a cool breeze cut through the trees, wind rustling their heavy furs and they both paused, inhaling the scents that carried on the draft. so many unknown smells lingering together, familiar in some ways and foreign in others. but there, faint and sweet - another wolf? female. young. alone. injured. tala remained silent as he left her side, breaking through the forest to the other side. a mountain range loomed over the horizon, snow caps stark against the brightening sky. ahead of them a calm river shifted, the surface rippling and breaking with the movements of fish swimming past. among the hundreds of rocks that lined the water lip laid another, her blood seeping into the river. ears swiveled, perking up and she turned to face him, eyes wide and frantic. she stood and faltered; he stood and watched.
"friends," the dark wolf announced. "i have a feeling...," the words drifted off into the still morning air, "that this meeting was an act of fate." tala glanced at him and his gaze narrowed, questioning, but she offered no answers. "you were both cast out from your packs. perhaps it is best another to be born." the unnamed she-wolf met his gaze directly, for the first time. she straightened, raising herself to stand just below his height, and cautiously pulled herself from the tepid river waters. on her own, survival was slim; her previous alpha had seen to that. he did not seem so strong either, but perhaps an alliance - as temporary as it may be - would be beneficial. "who are you?" she questioned again. "i don't have a name." she tilted her head, nose scrunched in confusion.
"i see. then...i suppose i have no name, either."
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