Wandering Wolves
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Posted 2022-11-26 16:56:21
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Posted 2022-11-27 12:48:51
Pack: Home pack, Winged Wolves Date received: 20-11-2022 Date left: 21-11-2022 Days kept: 1 (A few days in lore) Souvenirs: Spicebush Swallowtail Story: Matthew took in a wolf in bad shape found in the wilds. She introduced herself as Fallon. Sylvia, the human of the pack, nursed her back to health. However, when she was back to full health, Matthew noticed she was unhappy, lurking about in the den. He approached her, and found out this was one of the fabled Wanderers. A wolf that lived its life wandering, never stopping. Matthew said he understood, and whilst she was the first Wanderer, she did need a home pack. They could be that for her, and she could come and go as she pleased. She gratefully accepted, and she got a gift from the pack to always remember her home pack. Off she went, wandering into adventure... |
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Posted 2022-12-01 10:48:22
Indy .: HM :. Pack: Deep Roots Date arrived: 21-11-2022 Date left: 30-11-2022 Time kept: 9 Days Souvenirs: Raven Story: Fallon's paws carried her, swift and faithful, ever northward. Through the forests and trees, most familiar, then to something, to someplace, unlike any she'd yet journeyed across: the tundra. Bitter cold and wide-open, the wind seemed to nip through even her thick fur like she was some thin-hair hound dog. Strides brisk, Fallon braved the cold on her own for days before a familiar sound split the dusk: a chorus of howls. Wolfsong. A pack! She was greeted at the edge of Deep Roots territory by Akamu himself. Unsettled by his glowing eyes and stern appearance, she initially backpedaled, hackles raised. That only served to get a good-natured chuckle from him and he stepped forward to introduce himself. "Don't be afraid, traveler. The wolves of Deep Roots bear you no ill will," he explained, head tilted, eyes gleaming. Fears allayed, he explained that travelers such as herself were welcome, and even had a place set up for them within the pack. She stayed several days, during which the hunters showed her how to hunt in the wide-open, barren-looking tundra. Fallon was surprised to find how bountiful it really was once she knew what to look for and how to hide herself among the rocks to hunt her prey. When the time for her to journey on came, Maha, Akamu's mate and the pack's beta, approached her. "Travel well," Maha said kindly. She was older than her mate by many moons, but despite the lines in her face there was a youthful glitter in her eyes still. "…we do not mean for you to go on your way alone," she told Fallon gently. "You have seen the ravens that flock around out pack, have you not? They are our eyes and ears. As we hunt, they scan ahead and report to us. For some, like young Maqal, they are invaluable companions." The she-wolf turns, eyes skywards, and as if heeding some unspoken command, a single raven alights on the ground by Maha's feet. "Fallon, Kyolon has heard your call," she says. The raven's head tilts. "He will go where you go, if you will have him. His eyes and ears are yours. Safe journey, traveler. May you find your rest at its end. Until then, may the Raven's Wing Light Your Path." With that, Fallon turned to continue her adventure, the raven Kyolon always close by. |
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