Redfeather Pack
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"Wolves are brotherly," he said. "They love each other, and if you learn to speak to them, they will love you too."
― Jean Craighead George
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Gotham
Lost Hills Pack
[Rivals]
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DM if you'd like to be an ally or a rival of the Redfeather Pack and/or collab on some lore!
code by #202
Welcome to the River Glade
You pad across the clearing, a chill breeze ruffling your fur
as colorful dried leaves crunch beneath your paws. You look around to get your bearings and continue on. 'Past the rock and under the thicket, then right at the gnarly tree and follow the riverbank until you see the standing circle.' Whatever that means. You're sure you'll know these things when you see them. For the moment, at least it's a nice day for a good long walk.
You manage to find the rock, the thicket and the gnarly tree just fine after some wandering, and as you emerge from the edge of the forest you see the river flowing strong before you. The crunchy leaves turn into smooth pebbles beneath your paws and you decide to stop for a drink. The water is cool and refreshing this close to the mountains, and you feel your energy return. You prepare to continue on. As you look up a pair of cold blue eyes stare into yours from across the river. The strange golden wolf slips into the water and begins swimming across with several others following suit.
Alpha | Arnfinn
[As decreed by the first alpha, Fenn, the Redfeather alpha is chosen by the pack, rather than singled out by the previous alpha from among their own offspring. Not necessarily the strongest, or the wisest, the alpha will be a wolf liked or respected by all. This is changing somewhat, however, after the third Redfeather alpha, Ātaahua, influenced the pack to choose her brother as her successor.]
+The Inner Circle | Raalia, Nilou, Drelas, Sorcor, Sirion
[Members of the pack chosen by the alpha to keep order and advise on day-to-day matters like hunting, training and defense, and members of the pack who have earned the right to advise the alpha in tough decisions by way of previous service as well as age and experience.]
+The Pack
[The spine and heart of the pack are its ordinary members; the hunters, the scouts, the pupsitters, and the pups themselves.]
+The Foundlings
[All those young ones who come into the pack via rescue by hunting party or by trade from allies or other packs. The new blood to strengthen the pack and create alliances.]
+The Visitors
[Wolves passing through on their way to where they're going. Like the wolves for sale in the Wayfinding den, and like you! That is to say, thanks for reading all this mess! :D]
+YOU'VE ARRIVED...
The stranger emerges from the water and shakes out his wet fur on the pebbles of the riverbank. His well-muscled form is obviously expertly attuned to swimming, and you can see that this is a trait shared by the rest of his wolves as they also reach your side of the bank. Wolves of unusual colors, wolves with shining golden coats. Friendly riverbank dwellers that swim like fish and are curious as crows. This must be them. The Redfeather pack that you've been looking for.
- Check these wolves' bios for art and stories of their escapades!
- ☼ The mark of the "royal" Redfeathers descended from my love, ☼ Håkaan ☼
- ✧ These wolves have event-related stories in their bios :D
- Read more lore and history of the Redfeathers here!
"Have you come seeking shelter or are you here to join the alliance?" The golden wolf asks with a knowing glint in his eye. Clearly he is no stranger to visitors. You know he is a relatively new alpha, but it is apparent that he has the bearing of his famed predecessors already. "Ah, but I apologize. I've not even introduced myself or my pack. I am Arnfinn, and these are the Redfeathers. Welcome."
The pack wolves behind Arnfinn add their greetings at their leader's introduction and you smile. Whatever you've come for, you're sure that these wolves can provide it or at least help you to get it without hesitation.
The Redfeathers' hollow is situated in a lush glade just over a low rise past the bank of the river. Large, flat stones that look like they've rolled down from the mountainside and had their tops cut off are scattered throughout, and one can always find at least one Redfeather lounging on one of them. Wolves mill about in the center of the hollow sharing prey, telling stories, playing with pups or giving reports of their recent outings to their alpha.
Diplomacy
[Where the alpha, the Strong & the younger of the Wise sleep. A vast, twisted, viciously spined briar thicket across the hollow from the other dens with beautiful orange flowering trumpet vines weaving their way throughout.]
+Finesse
[The majority of the pack sleeps outside under the canopy, and among the boulders & rock formations around the hollow.]
+Initiative
[The young of the pack are responsible for the upkeep and, when necessary, expansion of a classic dugout den in the slope between the hollow and the riverbank. In a bout of ingenuity and cheek, some of the young ones have added a back entrance that opens out on the other side of the slope facing the river for quick escapes and unnoticed night outings.]
+Relief
[An enormous petrified hollow tree stump nearby the Initiative den where the pack's herbalist and elderly live, through which lie several old tunnels leading to whelping dens and another hollowed briar thicket for the sick.]
+Thank you, stranger, for visiting the Redfeathers' river glade. Hang around, read some lore and enjoy :D
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