Falkreath
It's winter time, and you're making your way through thick foliage, when the smell of other wolves hits your nose. You pause for a moment, before following the scent. A bigger wolf jumps out at you, growling and snapping his mouth. "Who are you? and why are you here?" Ares asks, glaring. After you respond he begins to slink back into the sticker bushes towards his pack. "Leave here, for you are not welcome." Another wolf appears from the trees, smiling happily, tail wagging. "Hello!" He says. You notice his eyes seem to be fogged over, he must be blind. Ares growls something at the wolf to "Get back." and, "Stop being so nice." But the wolf doesn't listen. "I'm Yote! What's your name?" He pauses to let you respond. "That's a pretty name." He talks with you, pausing here and there to sniff the ground as he leads you back to a warm place in the trees. "Welcome to our home!" He says excitedly. Ares makes a comment about how you need to leave, but Yote flicks his tail and shoots Ares a look. "Give them a chance. It's what Mourning would have done." Ares shuts up, moving off to his sleeping den to watch you from afar.
- Yes my pack was named after a Skyrim kingdom.
- Here I try my hardest to get and breed good/pretty looking wolves.
- There is mostly stoic and aggressive but of course there are those other few here and there.
- My pack is kinda like this little story line thing. At least there's specific wolves that are part of a cool little story I've created in my head, and also kinda with my fiancΓ©.
- This pack also has this cool little alliance thingy with ππ©π¦ ππ’π€π¬πΊπ’π³π₯ ππ³π¦πΈπ¦π³π΄. Fun fun.
- Thanks for taking the time to read about my pack!!
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