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Posted 2022-01-18 07:37:33
Yeah. I'm wanting to make another character but holding off on it because I'm not sure who yet. I really want to replace Nehima and might even just make them a demon since they were killed by a hybrid who was more on the demon side(Icicle)
⚡Thunder_ALPHA⚡
#40131

Posted 2022-01-18 07:38:23
Yeah, also, I think we should get used to all these new wolves before adding even more
BlizzardOfDeath
#51723

Posted 2022-01-18 07:38:55
Yeah. THough Nehima technically- nah. I'll wait.
⚡Thunder_ALPHA⚡
#40131

Posted 2022-01-18 07:53:29
Icicle's lore for anyone who wants to read it! It's in the spoiler.
She was born cold, thought to be dead. But then she woke. When she woke, thunder roared across the land.  Her cold blue pelt radiated a cold aura. When she opened her eyes, they were coal black, beedy and unforgiving. She was the bravest, the best, but the coldest and cruelest. She showed no mercy from a young age. At 2 ½ months old, she was sent by her pack to the Enclave, abandoned. And that's when Claw found her. Claw was kind, suspiciously kind in fact. But both females cared for each other. And soon, Claw adopted both the slowly corrupting pup and the pup's sister. Naming the demon pup Icicle and its sister Fate Watcher, Claw brought them home, to Endovier. And then, the war began. To this day, Endovier stands for what they believe in: The truth that all, even corrupting pups, are equal and deserve to be treated as such.
Claw watched the battle from a distance, her youngest, most loyal, warroir fighting in the thick of it. This warroir, was Princess Icicle, or just Icicle, either one. Enemy wolves would strike out at Icicle but flinch back as soon as they felt the aura of cold winds swirling around the adolecent. Then Icicle would strike back and her cold claws would slice  gashes that almost iced over into her enemy's flank and send them stumbling away, disoriented and freezing cold.
But one night… Icicle's had enough of being Claw's minion, it pushed her over the edge. She turned on the one who'd cared for her. The wind howled through the trees, it was winter, when her cold seemed to be the strongest thing in the pack. She marched to Claw's den.
"I've had enough of being your minion," She snarled.
"My minion?" Claw laughed. "No. My loyal friend and fighter? Yes."
"No," Icicle spat. "You use me while you stay back at a distance and watch the fight."
"Oh, young Icicle, you must be dilusional," Claw said in a pittying tone. "I would never use you. Fate Watcher, maybe I'd use her, but not you."
"Leave Fate Watcher out of this!" Icicle growled.
"Calm down, it was just a metaphor," Claw said.
"As if," Icicle scoffed.
"It was, young one," Claw only said 'young one' when she was growing irritated.
Icicle huffed. "I'm leaving," She growled.
"Go," Claw growled back. "Don't come crawling back to me. And take that useless Fate Watcher pup with you."
A few months later…
Icicle turns as she hears her sister cry out. She wants to run after Fate Watcher's pup-nappers but she's weak from her fight with the female who just tried to assassinate her. She looks to Winter and Winter nods, going after Icicle's sister himself. She hears Fate Watcher shriek twice, a desperate cry for help. She hopes Winter will hurry.
By the time Winter reaches a clearing with a blood covered stone, it's too late. Fate Watcher is laying by the stone, wounded badly and already half dead. The small pup's life was short, and she would be missed. Winter picked up the pup and raced back to the Crescent Moon Pack's camp, reaching the entrance just as Fate Watcher passes. He takes the pup to the healer's den, but he knows it's too late. He lets out a howl of grief and goes to tell Icicle.
She doesn't take the news well, trying to kill Winter once but she doesn't. She knows it's not Winter's fault. She wants to blame him, her sister was all she had left. Soon, the scout that had gone with Winter returns, dragging a heavily wounded female behind him.
"This is the one who did that to your sister, Icicle," The scout reports, backing away after dropping the wounded female before Icicle. "Feel free to kill it."
Icicle immediately leaped onto the female, killing her with one bite. She looks up just as her alpha, Nehima, approached. Without saying a word, she leaps for Nehima as her alpha relaxes.
"Hey! What was that for?" Nehima asks, easily dodging Icicle's attack.
Icicle rolled away, her eyes gleaming with defiance. "Never let your guard down," She replied, her tone guarded and shady. Her mind flashed back to the past, when she'd first told Claw she was leaving and she averted her eyes, hoping no one saw the pain of the memory in her eyes.
Nehima moved so she could look into Icicle's eyes. She saw the pain, but she understood it. When Icicle tried to turn away, Nehima spoke.
"I understand your pain, Icicle," Nehima woofed kindly.
Icicle turned to the alpha.
"But do you really? I left everyone I cared for, lost my only family, my last real friend, I-" She stopped as she saw her brother appear, someone very familiar behind him.
Nehima stalked up to the wolf behind Clay. "Claw, why are you here?"
Icicle pushed Nehima out of the way. "Hello there," She growled.
"You," Claw sneered.
Clay shackles bound Claw's ankles and she hated it, but she didn't even resist as Icicle pounced. Claw let out a howl of pain before falling silently to the ground, dead. As Icicle rose again, she looked once at Nehima and something passed between them. Icicle nodded then turned and left, her tail flicking behind her.
Destiny Calling was roaming when she came across a crying adolescent. She asked what was wrong and the adolescent replied, "It's my fault she's dead, I killed my own mother."
"Oh, well, is your name Icicle?" Destiny Calling asked.
Icicle looked up, confusion in her sparkling eyes. Icy beads of water pooled at the corners of her eyes. She nodded.
Destiny Calling nearly gasped. Her true daughter was still alive, after months of searching, she had found what she was looking for. But would Icicle reaccept her?
Then Icicle recegnized the black she-wolf. Her biological mother, the one she'd forgotten about completely over the ten(10) months they had been separated. She ran to Destiny Calling, icy tears of joy falling down her face. She was home, finally. After seasons of night falls and push backs, after the heartbreak of wrong turns and sidetracks, she'd found her home. She'd made her comeback. Or so she thought.
⚡Thunder_ALPHA⚡
#40131

Posted 2022-01-18 08:03:07
What rule \did you say you were kind of breaking?
BlizzardOfDeath
#51723

Posted 2022-01-18 08:04:34
The rule about general chatter in this forum so it doesn't interrupt the rp.
⚡Thunder_ALPHA⚡
#40131

Posted 2022-01-18 08:05:43
(Ok.).
BlizzardOfDeath
#51723

Posted 2022-01-18 08:08:03
Also, check the spolier from 3 posts up.
⚡Thunder_ALPHA⚡
#40131

Posted 2022-01-18 08:08:34
yep, read it. I like how you used the role play.
BlizzardOfDeath
#51723

Posted 2022-01-18 08:09:34
It's not even finished but I'm not doing more until she ages up, which is at RO.
⚡Thunder_ALPHA⚡
#40131

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