❤️ *Dyēws-pətēr

Jupiter: From Latin Iuppiter, which was ultimately derived from the vocative form of Indo-European *Dyēws-pətēr, composed of the elements Dyēws (see Zeus) and pətēr "father". Jupiter was the supreme god in Roman mythology. He presided over the heavens and light, and was responsible for the protection and laws of the Roman state. This is also the name of the fifth and largest planet in the solar system.

You're surprised that *Dyēws-pətēr remembers each tiny detail and time of various events. You never focus on those things, but at least someone does!

*Dyēws-pətēr informs you that they're counting the exact amount of steps it takes to get to their favourite napping spot. They don't say why, but they seem quite invested.

*Dyēws-pətēr mentions that they left something for you nearby, adding that it will be quite useful. When you start to thank them, they leave without another word.

Jupiter was raised as a wandering wolf, his small family travelling the lands, never staying anywhere for more than a few nights. As a pup, it had been a novel thing, getting to explore and make friends with puppies from other packs as they passed through, but as he grew older, the desire to have a place to call home got stronger, calling to him. He eventually parted ways with his family's travelling band to seek a permanent home.

After wandering the lands and talking with various wolves he met along the way he decided to seek out the Blackcreek pack and their Alpha, Skaði. Something just called to him in his bones about the place. It was no secret that they were a large pack, hosting a variety of wolves, some just passing through and most staying in a uniquely fluid way.

Winter had taken hold across the terrain, a thick layer of snow covering the ground. Jupiter had made it to the edge of the Blackcreek lands that afternoon, the thick snow hindering his journey. It was difficult to gauge with the bleak weather, but he was sure he'd make it to the rolling hills before nightfall if he could keep up his pace. It was common knowledge that Skaði's ancestors had dug the dens into the hillsides to create an intricate network of homes within the dirt.

"State your name and reasons for being on our lands" a deep voice shook Jupiter from his thoughts as he jerked his head to the source of the noise; eyes locking on the huge red wolf behind him. He's been so caught up in his own thoughts that he had failed to notice the large wolf approach despite the eerie silence of the winter forest.

"My name's Jupiter and I'm here to seek an audience with the Alpha Skaði." He spoke, dipping his head into a shallow bow.
"Come, you can stay in a spare den until she has time to see you." He nodded curtly, taking determined strides through the woods and towards the rolling hills caked in snow.