The First Alpha
My first wolf and Alpha, Dionysus. Despite my warrior-based naming system, I've implemented a different religion/lore for them that ensures my Alphas will be named after the god of wine and ecstasy. I had a heir planned for him, Gray'Strike, but unfortunately I got Gray'Strike as soon as I started playing and he will just barely outlive Dionysus. Instead I am going for a T3 or T* wolf for a heir; I won't start my search until Dionysus is around 7 years, seeing as he will pass around 8. Though I am hoarding up currency for when I finally get a new canine.
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"..I'm sorry little one. You've outgrown our dens." It was the last words Lillemor had said, then simply letting one of the visiting Alphas escort him into lands unknown to him. Dionysus had survived and taken in the lowest of the low, then working his way up to beautiful wolves. Now he commanded an entire pack; And those who didn't meet his standards would feel the pain he did when Mother Bear abandoned him.
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Stalking forward, Dionysus shoved the trio from the den, jaws snapping open and closed as he boasted a threat. "Run. Never return to this pack. Your parents asked for you to leave!" He barked harshly, watching with satisfaction as the litter scrambled into the wilderness. None of them proved any use to the pack; Bubble'pup was barely able to tell a piece of prey from her sibling's tail. No other pup had been so foolish at that age; It would bring them disgrace. A sense of triumph in his chest, the Alpha turned.
"Alpha!" Bright'Stride ran to him as soon as he reached the den, worry in her eyes. "Where are my pups?" The Alpha put on his best sorrowful expression, cringing away when the huntress understood and let out a wail of agony. At once his Beta rushed to her side, and Dionysus couldn't help but roll his eyes. How weak his subordinate had become.
Either way, this was the end of the pup's pitiful whining. Perhaps the next litter the two had would be of some use.. He simply stalked away as the pack howled with grief.
