Meur

Keep for 7 R/O's, you're allowed to keep him longer if you've gotten explicit permission from me. Please refer to the theme for decor.
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DO's
- Decorate
- Care for
- Reach out to me for help
- Add Lore
- Add a pose
DONT's
- Pairbond
- Try to keep
- Take off decor
- Sex Change
- Change name or footnote
Theme
Warrior/Forest
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Record Below
Name&ID: Pumpki#74432
Incoming Date: November 4rd, 2024
Leaving Date: November 16th, 2024
Decor Added: Scars (Scratched face, Muzzle. Ear notch [Left], Eyeless [Left], Hare's Foot Inkcap Mushroom)
Lore: SpoilerMeur was born beside his two sisters, Myrmínki and Làbarach. Both of his sisters were formidable forces, and they never made it easy on him when they would play. This came in handy one evening when there was a fox problem in their den. Thankfully, the fox was small, but it still did some damage. Despite having a rocky relationship with his sisters, Meur put himself in harm's way to protect them both. He sustained the loss of his left eye and some minor wounds, but Meur still wore a bright smile and approached others with kindness.

Once he and his sisters became adolescents, Meur made the tough decision to leave in hopes that he'd explore and learn, becoming stronger physically and mentally. Before he left, he shared prey one last time with his sisters, "I'll be back before you both know it," He promised as he turned and padded off with a heavy heart. It hurt to leave what he had known, but he knew he was destined for more.

Name&ID: Wes 𖣂 #146298
Incoming Date: 11/16/2024
Leaving Date: 11/23/2024
Decor Added: Angel Oak Bckround & Bone
Lore:
Spoiler
Meur had been trekking through the dense forest for days, when the familiar sight of a lone wolf caught his eye. Casanova, the infamous lone wolf who seemed to wander wherever the wind blew him, was lounging lazily by a small stream, his eyes glinting with that familiar mischief.

"Hey, you," Meur called out, his voice warm but curious. "I've been traveling for a while, and I've heard stories about all the different packs around here. You wouldn't happen to know where they are, would you?"

Casanova looked up, a lazy grin spreading across his face. "Oh, I know where they are," he said, stretching out and getting to his paws. "And if you're looking for trouble, I can tell you exactly where to find it."

Meur raised an eyebrow, though a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "I'm not looking for trouble, just... answers." He glanced around the forest, as if expecting the packs to jump out from behind the trees. "I've heard of the Desolate Ridge Pack, but what about the rest? There are a lot of territories around here."

"Ah, you've got a good ear, kid," Casanova said, his tail flicking with amusement. "Yeah, there's the Desolate Ridge Pack, up in the tundra where the snow never stops. But you're right, there are others."

Meur's ears perked. "Others?"

"Yeah, yeah," Casanova nodded. "There's the Three Creeks Pack, down south. They're pretty new, still getting their paws under them, but they've got a good lead pair. The 'river wolves,' they call themselves." He gave a shrug, like it wasn't anything to write home about.

"And then there's Lone River," Casanova continued, lowering his voice slightly, "an unclaimed territory. It's full of wanderers, rogues, and those looking for a place to be. Not exactly a pack, but if you're looking for something... free, that's your spot."

Meur nodded thoughtfully. "Sounds like there's a lot of places to choose from. I'm not looking for a pack, but... maybe I'll meet some wolves who can teach me something."

Casanova smirked, stepping closer with a mock serious expression. "You've got the right idea. Keep your eyes open, your nose to the ground, and don't let anyone push you around. You want to learn? You'll find teachers everywhere. The trick is knowing which ones to trust."

Meur grinned, his heart lighter after the conversation. "Thanks for the info, Casanova. I'm sure I'll figure it out."

The older wolf gave a casual wave with his tail. "No problem, kid. Just remember, the world's bigger than you think. And if you ever want to shake things up a little, you know where to find me."

Meur chuckled, giving Casanova a friendly nudge with his shoulder. "I think I'll stick to my own path for now, but thanks."

With that, the two shared a moment of understanding before Meur turned and continued his journey, already looking forward to what lay ahead.