Isa

~A traveling wolf appears!~
Isa is a traveling wolf! She's chosen a nomadic lifestyle, seeing the world and never spending more than a few days with any pack. For more info, here are links to the Travelers' Haven, a secluded oasis where traveling wolves can rest and swap tales of their travels, and the Traveling Wolf Rules.

In short, please DON'T change her name, remove her decor, or keep her for more than a week before gifting her to someone else. Please DO add decor and/or write in her bio about her time with your pack. When she reaches seven years old, return her to her home pack, Mori (Hollysplash #59562).

On receiving her, please fill out the following form:

Username and ID:
Isa's age on arrival:
Decor added:
Lore:



(Isa's past is shrouded in mystery...)



Username and ID: Lionel #34199
Isa's age on arrival: 3 years, 6 months
Decor added: Cold Cave
Lore: Isa awoke in a ravine, with no memory of who she was or why she was there. She rose to her feet slowly. She was sore, but nothing seemed broken. She saw vultures wheeling far overhead and snarled at them: "Not today, assholes." With nowhere else to go, she limped slowly toward the mouth of the ravine.

There was a loud commotion in front of her as a squad of young hunters chased a pig into the ravine. Isa scrambled out of the way as the panicked pig nearly ran into her. The hunters expertly cornered the pig, and one of them bashed in its skull with a spiked mace.

Isa's stomach growled. When was the last time I ate?

The wolf with the mace approached her, muzzle splattered with blood. Isa instinctively crouched down, tucking her tail, but the stranger was friendly. "You look like you could use a good meal, bro," she said to Isa. "Wanna share?"

Isa ended up staying for a few weeks with the mace-wolf, whose name was Jaeger. But she still could not remember anything about her life before waking up in the ravine. Who was she? Where was her home? What happened to her? Once she was well enough to travel, Isa set out on her own, hoping to discover some answers.



Username and ID: Vixpine#60856
Isa's age on arrival: 3 years & 10 1/2 months
Decor added: Blue jay
Lore: As Isa was entering a cave, a blue jay flew in with her. It seemed to know the way through to the other side. Despite being out of the cave, the blue jay continued to follow Isa on her travels.



Username and ID: ChrisChristmas
Isa's age on arrival: 4 years 0 & 1/2 months
Decor added: Moon Strings
Lore: During her travels, Isa came to a large clearing. Feathers adorned the tree, alongside carvings of different animals. She decided to take a rest, and awoke to see a lilac wolf staring her down. He gruffly introduced himself to her, stating that she would need to talk to their Queen. Allowed to stay, the she-wolf stayed with the pack for some months, eventually leaving behind a pup by the name of Istan as her legacy in the Lone Feather Pack.



Username and ID: Hollysplash, #59562
Isa's age on arrival: 4 years. 6 & 1/2 months
Decor added: Scar: Scratched side
Lore: After a year of traveling, Isa found herself in the territory of her old pack, the Summerheat Pack. The lead wolf, Mori, offered her shelter and she gratefully accepted. Most of the wolves that had known her when she left greeted her with wagging tails, but the new arrivals were more hostile.
Silverhawk accused her of being a traitor and deserting the pack; defending her pride, Isa attacked Silverhawk and was left permanently scarred. After she healed, Isa was banished from the pack.



Username and ID: Vixpine#60856
Isa's age on arrival: 4 years & 8 months
Decor added: N/A
Lore: Having been wounded from her altercation with Silverhawk, Isa was slowing down with every step she took. A twig snapping made Isa stop in her tracks. An older wolf approached her cautiously but with a compassionate smile.

"I'm Ariyen, do you need help?" Her nose scrunched at the smell of blood.

"If it's no trouble, could I have a place to sleep?" Isa was wobbling in front of Ariyen, seemingly about to collapse from pain and exhaustion.

"I can do a lot more than that. Let's find Duke, the herbalist."



Username and ID: 🌿asher🌿 #65843
Isa's age on arrival: 5 years & 4 months
Decor added: Spicebush Swallowtail
Lore:
Her wound seemed to be healing well, thanks to Duke, but she couldn't stay much longer. She hated being confined to one place for a long period of time. She needed to move on. She seemed to have found her balance at last as she travelled through the forest, the different scents clogging up her nostrils. She momentarily stopped, letting the cold winter breeze fiercely brush against her pelt. Her paws seemed to be sinking into the thick sheet of snow.
She pinned her ears back, suddenly alert. She swore she heard a ruffle inside the bushes. With her mind whirling with questions, she was forcefully shoved into the snow. Before she could even process what was happening, she felt her wound open up again. The blood seeped onto the ground, spatters of it bubbling in the snow. Her vision starting blurring. Her attackers blood soaked paws were the last thing she saw before her eyes betrayed her.
She woke up to find herself in a warm and comfortable den, scattered with bedding. The stench of plants and herbs reached Isa's scent glands and she let the earthy smells smooth her. An unfamiliar wolf walked towards her, his mouth compacted with herbs which he dropped beside the she-wolf.
"Where am I?"
"In my den," replied the male. "My names Comet. You were brought back by Zephyr, the wolf who attacked you."
"It was nothing personal. You were just in our territory," came another wolves voice. Isa turned around. The wolves cold gaze felt threatening but she didn't let this wolf scare her.
"I apologise, I did not mean any harm. I am only a travelling wolf passing by." she muttered, resting her head on her paws.
"Well I'm afraid you can't stay. As soon as your wounds heal, you'll have to leave. Preys been scarce for us. We can barely feed ourselves, let alone a traveller." came Comets smoothing voice.
"I can feed myself!" she snapped. "And while my wound is healing, I can hunt for the pack as-well."
"We do not need a traveller to feed us!" Zephyr growled.
Comet gave Zephyr a sharp glance before turning his attention to Isa. "We appreciate that you want to help us but you can not risk your wound opening again." Before Isa could reply, Comet turned away, whispering something into Zephyrs ear.
While waiting patiently for her wounds to heal, Isa was able to learn about the packs twisted laws and punishments before setting off on her next adventure.



Username and ID: Lionel #34199
Isa's age on arrival: 5 years, 10 months
Decor added: Expression: Bleps (Selenite)
Lore: Isa lay down in the shadow of a familiar canyon. Her wounds had outwardly healed, but her endurance had not yet recovered and she needed to take frequent rests through the heat of the day. She was awoken from a nap by the arrival of some old friends: Jaeger and the rest of her hunting squad.

"Yo, Isa!" said Jaeger. "You're back! Did you ever find your home?"
Isa was silent for a while, not meeting Jaeger's eyes. "Yeah," she finally said. "I...can't go back."

They didn't speak about it further. Isa came back to stay with the Sun Stealers for a few weeks, enjoying the unhurried pace of den life. She missed having a home.



Username and ID: Silver Moon #33262
Isa's age on arrival: 6 years, 1 month
Decor added: Lunar Butterflies
Lore: weary from treading through the bitter autumn cold of the tundra, Isa stopped at a nearby pack to rest. The alpha offered that she stay and wait out until the winter passed, to which the traveller agreed, given her frozen paws. She ended up staying a bit longer, though, as there she gave birth to four beautiful young pups. The old wolf suspected that it would be one of her last litters, as she was getting on in age. Once the young ones were weaned, Isa continued on her journey, which she knew would soon come to an end.

Username and ID: Vixpine#60856
Isa's age on arrival: 6 years 7 months
Decor added: N/A
Lore: Heaving herself to her paws, she departed a pack for the last time. It had been a long ride. The blue jay that had been flying over head now rested on her shoulder, equally weary from their travels together. It was time for her to return home. She wonders what changed while she was gone.

Username and ID: Chiron #71646
Isa's age on arrival: 6 years 9 months
Decor added: None
Lore: As she arrived at her last stop before she finally went back home, this odd pack welcomed her with open paws. They seemed to be shrouded in the shadow around them, so at this point, she almost expected to be attacked again. Their leader, Pluto, introduced themselves as the Penumbran Pack. She'd heard of this pack before; they were the ones who prided themselves on being both pacifistic and associated with the night, weren't they? They gave Isa fresh food and acorns so that she'd go home with a full belly and a joyous mood, to celebrate all she had been through with her bluejay.