Moonblade

current leader: Summer

Hi, star strider here, and I'm most likely quitting Wolvden, or at least only logging on for friendships. I took a break from WD, and realised I could do better with my life than sit around playing with pixelated canids.
So yeah.

Hiya, welcome to Moonblade!
I accept random friend requests and DMs :)
if you see an unnamed puppy, feel free to claim it by DMing! (only goes for pups bred by me)
I am seeing if I can achieve and entirely mela/T3/T* pack. So far so good

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LORE:
In the making
Once, something happened. Everyone knew it had happened, yet no one knew what had happened. The land began to feel...strange. Like something new was slowly awaking from it's bed of time. They knew not if it was an evil terror, come to destroy them all, or a peaceful kindness, come to assist wolfkind. No matter whether it was friend or foe, it was coming, and no one could stop it.
2 months later, the feeling was still there. However, it was now identifiable as a nagging, like the kind you get when you have forgotten something but you just can't remember what.
Then the days began to get colder. All the waterholes the area dried up, becoming pools of sludge. The feeling of the power resurfaced, only much stronger, and clearly something hostile.
The land became bland, forests dying, plains baking, glaciers melting. It looked like the beginning of a worldwide drought.
Meanwhile, in the icy mountains, a pack was struggling to survive. This pack had not been around for very long, having been started a few months ago, now had 5 members. The alpha, Luna, the beta, Eclipse, a delta, Galaxy, and two pups, Dawn and Comet. They were struggling to survive in the harsh mountain climate that had come with the famine. The last blizzard had almost killed Comet, and had given Galaxy frostbite. Even now she was still nursing her injured limb, still limping.
"We must do something," said Galaxy.
"What could we do?" said Dawn. "we are merely wolves, stranded on an icy wasteland. However, I agree. We have to, or we shall perish."
"We have to discover the source of this strange weather," said Luna.
And so, the pack went on a quest to discover and fix the cause of the strange occurrence. Along the way they found two lone wolves, abandoned by their starving packs in an effort to save themselves. Sadly, Taiga, an older male, caught influenza. The weather conditions worsened his illness, and sadly, he passed away.
The other lone wolf, Tawny, who had loved Taiga, was very upset by the loss of her unofficial mate. She skulked around the den, refusing to do tasks. Eventually, a year after Taiga's death, Tawny died of old age.

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