Indomitable Pack
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Now where has that pesky rabbit gone? You think, frustrated. As you raise your head from where it had been, sniffing the ground, you notice you've been led into a beautiful forest. Strange, you don't remember this place, so you must have been led quite far. Or, we're you baited this far? You shake your head, pushing away the disagreeable thought. You turn, ready to head out of the woodland.
But to your dismay, instead of the grasslands that you remember well, you see only more trees. Beautiful trees, trees with lush moss, long, slender branches, gorgeous curving trucks, and an almost fantasy like canopy, with light streaming through in spots, enveloping you in beauty. You feel yourself getting curious of the new smells, and anyway, you should sniff out the surroundings to make sure there's nothing dangerous, you reason to yourself.
Your nose leads you through the forest, smelling new plants and new animals. As you pad deeper into the forest, enjoying the wonderful feeling of pure happiness from exploring and smelling, the streams of light coming through get farther and farther apart. The canopy gets thicker, blocking the sunlight from entering like guards. A lot more moss is apparent, thanks to the shade.
You had been following a very interesting scent trail, but abruptly, it stops. You sniff around, looking for another scent trail to investigate, but their are none. Just the normal smells of woodlands, but nothing interesting. This is when you notice how much closer the trees are growing here, that must be the reason why there's almost no sunlight.
You decide to try to find your way back now, but to your dismay, the trees seem to have closed around you, forming an impenetrable ring. They no longer look beautiful, their curved trunks now look like coiled snakes, their elegant branches now look like hands trying to grab you and their canopy now looks like a cage top, enveloping you from all sides.
You shiver involuntarily, making yourself as small as possible in the middle of the menacing wall. You here a voice that seems to be coming from everywhere at once, and it says "Hello, stranger, what is your business here?" You answer hesitantly, explaining how you'd gotten lost. You glance furtively around, trying to locate the source of the voice, but all you see is trees, moss and grass. The voice contemplate's your answer, and silence reigns. Not even a bird sings, not even a leaf rustles. The air is still, awaiting the mystery person's answer.
Suddenly, you see a thick patch of moss move, you hold your breath watching closely. It stands up looking down at you from brilliant blue eyes. A magnificent wolf with fur of moss continued to stare at you before opening it's maw, "Well, stranger, one must be hospitable to fellow wolves. So come, and meet my pack."
You are led through the forest, and the trees move, forming an archway for you and the moss wolf to walk through. Your eyes bug out as you see the wolves all blending perfectly into the woodland, but none of them look at all like the mossy wolf walking beside you. That is until you find the leader's den, where another mossy wolf awaits, presumably her mate. "Oh, I forgot, my name is Verdance and this is my mate, Canopy. In the den, you spy a small, almost newborn puppy with lush, green fur, it mewls softly, before falling back asleep.
I am the wolf of the plants, the guardian of life and the alpha of this Pack. I was created of moss and will protect life as I am one of two creation wolves, the other being death. You need both for a world to survive.
Made by the amazing Note!
You know me, you fear me, and you should. Not a day goes by without me, not a country was born without me. Pain, blood, suffering, they all describe me. I am War.
I am necessary for survival, pumped from your heart, through your veins, feeding your body with oxygen. But I do not represent that, I represent when blood is spilled. The dark red liquid longs to be outside, and I let it.
Spring is an era of plenty, an era of peace, an era of happiness. I represent all of those, the flowers, the birds, the little puppies. They all come with spring. I am Verdance's chosen heir, and I will never disappoint her.
The eldest of Verdance's pups, Obscurum is unlike either of her sisters. Her dark shadow powers cause uneasiness within the family of nature. She resents the fact that Viridescence is the chosen heir when she is older. Obscurum is cunning and ambitious, she is always polite and sweet but she means none of it. If you cannot be of use to her, Obscurum will discard you as easily as breathing. Cold and manipulative are her actions, fueled by her seething rage at her family.
Art by the amazing Nukdae!
I wasn't born. I wasn't created either. Rather, I have always been there. You know me, not as an entity but as a fact of life. I am the very fabric of the universe, you see me every day, as you look up to the stars and wonder at how small you are. I am immortal, I will still be alive once the last black hole fades out of existence, once the universe is empty of everything but dark energy. That is because I am dark energy, I am everything. And since the universe will never truly be empty, I will continue my life as everyone around me dies. None will live longer than I and none will have more knowledge.
I represent the Milky Way galaxy. You may have heard of me, as that is where you live. I do not control just this galaxy, I rule over all with my mate, Andromeda. But this is my favorite one, and my birthplace. I may not be as dazzling as my mate, nor powerful as my daughter. But at least I have my owl to keep me company. Noctua is her name and she is almost more powerful than me, cunning but friendly.
Daughter of Andromeda and Milky Way, I am Mildromeda, the future of this world. All stars orbit around me, and answer to my wishes. While my parents may be one with the universe, I control the power from the stars, something they will never do. The dragon by my side was hatched from a black hole, together, our power is unmatched.
As a mate to Milkdromeda, Triangulum is easily overlooked. His dreamworld heritage makes him akin to lunar plants, one of which he loves enough to let it grow and take root in his very own fur. He is sweet, if not a bit gullible, and would loyally follow Milkdromeda anywhere, serving as a counterbalance for her personality.
Early in Fracti's life, she was wandering unwittingly into the territory of the pack. Obscurum took a liking to her, deciding she would make a good subject. Obscurum attempted to cast a loyalty spell, her smoke encircling Fracti until her will was conquered. But Obscurum was overzealous, and Fracti found herself cursed. It wasn't apparent at first, but slowly, Fracti's fur was covered with purple electricity that fractured her body and caused her descent into insanity. But through it all, she is loyal to Obscurum.
Made by the absolutely ridiculously talented Zoukua
You sigh, seeing your breath appear in front of you. You had been trekking through the taiga for hours and it was starting to take on a bluish purple haze in front of your eyes. A lone pup sits in front of your path. Four pools of sorrow stare at you as you stop to catch your breath. A feeling of icy despair started to creep over your heart. You would die out here, but no one would care, why would they? You were a useless husk of a wolf. You let out a wail of misery, flopping down in the snow. Clutching your head, you rock back and forth. Why not kill yourself now? Nobody cared anyway. Tears run down your cheeks as you fade into a deep sleep, your sobs the only movement. Not long after, you're covered with fresh snowfall, never to see the sun again. The puppy howls into the sky.
Born from the heat of the sun, an insatiable feeling of rage and insanity has engulfed this wolf ever since its creation. The embodiment of blind fury itself, this is Furor.
Terrifying snarls echo from inside the volcano. Worse than the screams of anguish, the noise chills you to your very core. At some point, curiosity overwhelms you. Who is this strange wolf? Why is it so angry? You steel yourself and look down through the crater, to be met with three pairs of the most hate-filled eyes you've ever seen. It wasn't a wolf, it was a monster. The three-headed beast had lava running an endless pattern on it's fur as it strove to break free from its magical restraints. A thick chain, carved with ancient runes kept the wolf chained to the bottom of the volcano. You marveled at the it. What chain could keep this three-headed monster in one place? What maker could craft such a chain? The answer hit you, of course! Only Death herself could make such a chain. Only Death has power over fury. But that didn't stop the beast from pulling at the chain with all its force, for it seeked destruction and blood. You scramble away from the lip of the volcano, swearing never to go there again. As you climb down with difficulty, you still can't shake off the feeling you're being watched.
The trees loom over you, their shadows enveloping you and stifling your breath. A thick fog obscures your view and makes the air weigh heavily. The wind passes through the branches up ahead, and as you look up, a pair of bloodthirsty red eyes meet your gaze. You yelp, blinking rapidly to see they're gone. You steady your breath, it was probably some red flowers that surprised you in the night, you reason to yourself. Your paw grazes something soft, you turn, only to see nothing. Just the cold, hard earth. As you continue walking, you hear a hissing noise, a whisper almost. Though the air was now deathly still, you reason it was the wind. Hello. Something says, it's slithering voice creeping into your ears. Your eyes widen, searching frantically for the source of the noise. "Who are you? Show yourself!" You shout bravely, though trembling into the forest. You here your own voice echoing back, mocking you. Eventually a response comes through the dense forest, I am Fear, and you are dead.
Made by the amazing Josh!
Fierce, merciless, and freezing, this is Blizzard. Goddess of Winter, there is no season so powerful, so deadly, so cold. You will find no pity in her eyes, for she is Winter, and all either bow down, or die.
Made by the amazing sottocorrente
I am Whirlpool, though I may not have control over the vast and powerful ocean, I am essential to the survival of all animals and plants.
Made by the amazing Note!
Daughter of Whirlpool, I have always been an excellent swimmer and fisher. However, my heart lies with the dragons. Dealing with furious dragon parents is no easy task, but hearing the adorable chirping of a hatchling as it sees the world for the first time makes up for all the burns, freezes, and scars I have received.
Art by Aussieguts!
A powerful force, her sweetness may deceive you. Her beauty is unmatched, the white crested waves arching elegantly over the shore. But when she is angry, those beautiful waves turn to destructive tsunamis, engulfing the land and decimating the residents.
Art by the amazing Note!
A lunar wolf, Nocturnum resides in the world of dreams, of shining blue light. She has lived there her entire life, and is respected as one of the most powerful. She is kind and gentle, always ready to make friends. She is mates with Somnium.
Born in the glowing light of the dreamlands, Somnium is a shadowy wolf. He observes, he calculates, and he strikes. He is very quiet, only talking fluidly with one wolf, his mate. People often underestimate his power.
But to your dismay, instead of the grasslands that you remember well, you see only more trees. Beautiful trees, trees with lush moss, long, slender branches, gorgeous curving trucks, and an almost fantasy like canopy, with light streaming through in spots, enveloping you in beauty. You feel yourself getting curious of the new smells, and anyway, you should sniff out the surroundings to make sure there's nothing dangerous, you reason to yourself.
Your nose leads you through the forest, smelling new plants and new animals. As you pad deeper into the forest, enjoying the wonderful feeling of pure happiness from exploring and smelling, the streams of light coming through get farther and farther apart. The canopy gets thicker, blocking the sunlight from entering like guards. A lot more moss is apparent, thanks to the shade.
You had been following a very interesting scent trail, but abruptly, it stops. You sniff around, looking for another scent trail to investigate, but their are none. Just the normal smells of woodlands, but nothing interesting. This is when you notice how much closer the trees are growing here, that must be the reason why there's almost no sunlight.
You decide to try to find your way back now, but to your dismay, the trees seem to have closed around you, forming an impenetrable ring. They no longer look beautiful, their curved trunks now look like coiled snakes, their elegant branches now look like hands trying to grab you and their canopy now looks like a cage top, enveloping you from all sides.
You shiver involuntarily, making yourself as small as possible in the middle of the menacing wall. You here a voice that seems to be coming from everywhere at once, and it says "Hello, stranger, what is your business here?" You answer hesitantly, explaining how you'd gotten lost. You glance furtively around, trying to locate the source of the voice, but all you see is trees, moss and grass. The voice contemplate's your answer, and silence reigns. Not even a bird sings, not even a leaf rustles. The air is still, awaiting the mystery person's answer.
Suddenly, you see a thick patch of moss move, you hold your breath watching closely. It stands up looking down at you from brilliant blue eyes. A magnificent wolf with fur of moss continued to stare at you before opening it's maw, "Well, stranger, one must be hospitable to fellow wolves. So come, and meet my pack."
You are led through the forest, and the trees move, forming an archway for you and the moss wolf to walk through. Your eyes bug out as you see the wolves all blending perfectly into the woodland, but none of them look at all like the mossy wolf walking beside you. That is until you find the leader's den, where another mossy wolf awaits, presumably her mate. "Oh, I forgot, my name is Verdance and this is my mate, Canopy. In the den, you spy a small, almost newborn puppy with lush, green fur, it mewls softly, before falling back asleep.
Immortals of the Pack
Verdance:
I am the wolf of the plants, the guardian of life and the alpha of this Pack. I was created of moss and will protect life as I am one of two creation wolves, the other being death. You need both for a world to survive.
Wraith(Goddess of Death, one of the creators)
I am inevitable, none can avoid me, for I am Death. All people die, the poorest of peasants, the richest of kings, all souls come to reside in the underworld. I am there for every sickness, I am there for every war, I am everywhere. No matter if you were great or terrible, no matter if you were young or old, all will die, never to return.Made by the amazing Note!
Carnage(Goddess of War)
You know me, you fear me, and you should. Not a day goes by without me, not a country was born without me. Pain, blood, suffering, they all describe me. I am War.
Sanguis(Goddess of Blood)
I am necessary for survival, pumped from your heart, through your veins, feeding your body with oxygen. But I do not represent that, I represent when blood is spilled. The dark red liquid longs to be outside, and I let it.
Viridescence(Goddess of Spring)
Spring is an era of plenty, an era of peace, an era of happiness. I represent all of those, the flowers, the birds, the little puppies. They all come with spring. I am Verdance's chosen heir, and I will never disappoint her.
Obscurum
The eldest of Verdance's pups, Obscurum is unlike either of her sisters. Her dark shadow powers cause uneasiness within the family of nature. She resents the fact that Viridescence is the chosen heir when she is older. Obscurum is cunning and ambitious, she is always polite and sweet but she means none of it. If you cannot be of use to her, Obscurum will discard you as easily as breathing. Cold and manipulative are her actions, fueled by her seething rage at her family.
Art by the amazing Nukdae!
Andromeda(Goddess of Space)
I wasn't born. I wasn't created either. Rather, I have always been there. You know me, not as an entity but as a fact of life. I am the very fabric of the universe, you see me every day, as you look up to the stars and wonder at how small you are. I am immortal, I will still be alive once the last black hole fades out of existence, once the universe is empty of everything but dark energy. That is because I am dark energy, I am everything. And since the universe will never truly be empty, I will continue my life as everyone around me dies. None will live longer than I and none will have more knowledge.
Milky Way
I represent the Milky Way galaxy. You may have heard of me, as that is where you live. I do not control just this galaxy, I rule over all with my mate, Andromeda. But this is my favorite one, and my birthplace. I may not be as dazzling as my mate, nor powerful as my daughter. But at least I have my owl to keep me company. Noctua is her name and she is almost more powerful than me, cunning but friendly.
Milkdromeda(Goddess of the stars)
Daughter of Andromeda and Milky Way, I am Mildromeda, the future of this world. All stars orbit around me, and answer to my wishes. While my parents may be one with the universe, I control the power from the stars, something they will never do. The dragon by my side was hatched from a black hole, together, our power is unmatched.
Triangulum
As a mate to Milkdromeda, Triangulum is easily overlooked. His dreamworld heritage makes him akin to lunar plants, one of which he loves enough to let it grow and take root in his very own fur. He is sweet, if not a bit gullible, and would loyally follow Milkdromeda anywhere, serving as a counterbalance for her personality.
Fracti(Cursed wolf)
Early in Fracti's life, she was wandering unwittingly into the territory of the pack. Obscurum took a liking to her, deciding she would make a good subject. Obscurum attempted to cast a loyalty spell, her smoke encircling Fracti until her will was conquered. But Obscurum was overzealous, and Fracti found herself cursed. It wasn't apparent at first, but slowly, Fracti's fur was covered with purple electricity that fractured her body and caused her descent into insanity. But through it all, she is loyal to Obscurum.
Made by the absolutely ridiculously talented Zoukua
Tristitia(Goddess of Sadness)
You sigh, seeing your breath appear in front of you. You had been trekking through the taiga for hours and it was starting to take on a bluish purple haze in front of your eyes. A lone pup sits in front of your path. Four pools of sorrow stare at you as you stop to catch your breath. A feeling of icy despair started to creep over your heart. You would die out here, but no one would care, why would they? You were a useless husk of a wolf. You let out a wail of misery, flopping down in the snow. Clutching your head, you rock back and forth. Why not kill yourself now? Nobody cared anyway. Tears run down your cheeks as you fade into a deep sleep, your sobs the only movement. Not long after, you're covered with fresh snowfall, never to see the sun again. The puppy howls into the sky.
Furor(Goddess of Wrath)
Born from the heat of the sun, an insatiable feeling of rage and insanity has engulfed this wolf ever since its creation. The embodiment of blind fury itself, this is Furor.
Terrifying snarls echo from inside the volcano. Worse than the screams of anguish, the noise chills you to your very core. At some point, curiosity overwhelms you. Who is this strange wolf? Why is it so angry? You steel yourself and look down through the crater, to be met with three pairs of the most hate-filled eyes you've ever seen. It wasn't a wolf, it was a monster. The three-headed beast had lava running an endless pattern on it's fur as it strove to break free from its magical restraints. A thick chain, carved with ancient runes kept the wolf chained to the bottom of the volcano. You marveled at the it. What chain could keep this three-headed monster in one place? What maker could craft such a chain? The answer hit you, of course! Only Death herself could make such a chain. Only Death has power over fury. But that didn't stop the beast from pulling at the chain with all its force, for it seeked destruction and blood. You scramble away from the lip of the volcano, swearing never to go there again. As you climb down with difficulty, you still can't shake off the feeling you're being watched.
Formido(Goddess of Fear)
The trees loom over you, their shadows enveloping you and stifling your breath. A thick fog obscures your view and makes the air weigh heavily. The wind passes through the branches up ahead, and as you look up, a pair of bloodthirsty red eyes meet your gaze. You yelp, blinking rapidly to see they're gone. You steady your breath, it was probably some red flowers that surprised you in the night, you reason to yourself. Your paw grazes something soft, you turn, only to see nothing. Just the cold, hard earth. As you continue walking, you hear a hissing noise, a whisper almost. Though the air was now deathly still, you reason it was the wind. Hello. Something says, it's slithering voice creeping into your ears. Your eyes widen, searching frantically for the source of the noise. "Who are you? Show yourself!" You shout bravely, though trembling into the forest. You here your own voice echoing back, mocking you. Eventually a response comes through the dense forest, I am Fear, and you are dead.
Made by the amazing Josh!
Blizzard(Goddess of Winter)
Fierce, merciless, and freezing, this is Blizzard. Goddess of Winter, there is no season so powerful, so deadly, so cold. You will find no pity in her eyes, for she is Winter, and all either bow down, or die.
Made by the amazing sottocorrente
Whirlpool(Goddess of Lakes and Rivers)
I am Whirlpool, though I may not have control over the vast and powerful ocean, I am essential to the survival of all animals and plants.
Made by the amazing Note!
Tsunami(Demi-goddess of water)
Daughter of Whirlpool, I have always been an excellent swimmer and fisher. However, my heart lies with the dragons. Dealing with furious dragon parents is no easy task, but hearing the adorable chirping of a hatchling as it sees the world for the first time makes up for all the burns, freezes, and scars I have received.
Art by Aussieguts!
Aerwyna(Goddess of the Tides)
A powerful force, her sweetness may deceive you. Her beauty is unmatched, the white crested waves arching elegantly over the shore. But when she is angry, those beautiful waves turn to destructive tsunamis, engulfing the land and decimating the residents.
Art by the amazing Note!
Nocturnum
A lunar wolf, Nocturnum resides in the world of dreams, of shining blue light. She has lived there her entire life, and is respected as one of the most powerful. She is kind and gentle, always ready to make friends. She is mates with Somnium.
Somnium
Born in the glowing light of the dreamlands, Somnium is a shadowy wolf. He observes, he calculates, and he strikes. He is very quiet, only talking fluidly with one wolf, his mate. People often underestimate his power.
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