Whisper

Owner: ._.Unknown._.r
RULES
- Don't change her name
- Do ask permission to pairbond her
- Don't remove anything from her description or her decor
- Don't chase her [if you can't keep her, just send her to someone else or return to me]
- Try not to keep her longer than 4 rollovers
- Add your account information and any extra information to the travel template please.
- Feel free to write any lore or add decor!
- Hunter role only! (Maybe a scout role as well :3)
- Please keep her healthy
- she will be called back once she's 6 years old.
- natural decor only please! :D
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User ID: #141752
Pack Name: Night of No Stars
Territory: Riparian Woodland
Date Received: 9-21
Date Left: 9-23
Decor Added [optional]: Scar: Scratched Hind Leg [Left]
Lore [optional]: N/A
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User ID: American Idiot (American Jester) #141341
Pack Name: Basket Cases
Territory: ?
Date Received: 9-23
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Lore [optional] whisper trotted onto the sun-dappled clearing where the Basket Cases made their home, her silver-blue fur shimmering in the afternoon light. The scent of liquor mixed with the earthy aroma of the forest enveloped her as she took in the sight of the pack's den, a jumble of fallen trees and tangled roots, a vibrant hub of life and laughter. As an adolescent traveler wolf, she was used to the thrill of new sights and scents, but this pack had an unusual charm that instantly captivated her.

The Basket Cases were known across the region for their rebellious spirits and unique camaraderie, and it wasn't long before Whisper caught the attention of one particularly energetic member—a young wolf with a wild, tousled coat of deep gray and a personality to match. They called him Wild One, and he shattered the tranquil atmosphere of the clearing the moment he bounded over.

"Hey there! You must be the new wolf," he exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Nobody just gets to hang out at the Basket Cases—unless they can keep up!" He leapt in a series of playful bounds, inviting her to join in.

Whisper's heart raced with excitement. "I'm Whisper! I can keep up!" she challenged, playfully flicking her tail.

Their playful chase erupted into a whirl of fur and laughter as Wild One led Whisper through the remnants of a sprawling oak tree that formed part of the den. They zigzagged between the roots, leapt over fallen branches, and splashed through gleeful puddles left behind by a recent rain. For the first time in ages, Whisper felt free, completely present in the moment, caught up in the infectious energy of friendship.

As the sun began to sink lower in the sky, painting the landscape in hues of orange and purple, the two friends found themselves cresting a small hill that overlooked a peaceful valley. They paused, catching their breath as the panoramic view mesmerized them.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Whisper sighed, impressed by the sight of the setting sun spilling its soft rays across the treetops like molten gold.

"Yeah, it is," Wild One agreed, his voice softening. "But not as beautiful as having fun with a new friend." He gave her an earnest look, his unusual fondness shining through.

Whisper felt a warmth in her chest. "You know, I've traveled a lot, but it's hard to connect with other wolves on the road. I didn't expect to feel so welcomed here."

"That's just how the Basket Cases are!" Wild One laughed, his fur bristling with excitement. "We might be a little chaotic, but we know how to share a good time. Stick with me, and I'll show you the best spots around here!"

With the sun now a glowing ember on the horizon, Whisper and Wild One descended the hill, their laughter echoing through the trees.

In the following days, they spent countless hours exploring the vast expanse of the forest that surrounded the Basket Cases' den. Wild One introduced Whisper to secret glades filled with fragrant herbs, hidden caves where the moonlight danced on damp stones, and a shimmering brook where they caught fish that tasted like the thrill of the chase. The duo became inseparable, sharing stories and dreams beneath the canopy of trees, as the bond between them deepened.

Yet, it wasn't just adventure that brought them closer. One evening, as they lounged together beneath a vast elm, Wild One shared a different side of himself. He spoke of his struggles, the pressure he felt to always be the 'wild one' of the pack, and the moments of doubt that occasionally cast shadows across his bright spirit.

"It's hard sometimes, trying to be what everyone expects," Wild One admitted, looking up at the twinkling stars. "But then I met you, and I realized I don't always have to be wild. I can just be… me."

Whisper nodded, empathy filling her gaze. "I understand. Being a traveler, I often feel the need to prove myself, to show that I'm strong or brave. But sometimes, all I want is to find a place where I belong… even if it's just for a moment."

For the rest of that evening, they sat in silence, comfortably entwined in each other's company, feeling understood in a way they had both yearned for.

As Whisper's time with the Basket Cases drew to a close, the thought of parting filled her with a bittersweet ache. She had found not only a friend in Wild One but a camaraderie that made her journey more meaningful. The day before her departure, they lay side by side under the twinkling stars, both aware that their friendship might transcend the distances that lay ahead.

"Promise you'll remember me?" Wild One murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Always," Whisper replied, her heart swelling with warmth. "You'll always be my wild one."

As Whisper set off the next day, she felt the call of the road once more, an echo of adventure stirring in her spirit. But she carried Wild One's laughter and the magic of their shared moments with her—an ember of friendship that would shine in her heart, guiding her through every journey to come.
Whispers forever friend,
Wild One

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Pack Name: Blood of Sol
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Date Received: 07/10/24
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ID: 16281
Pack Name: The Anchor
Territory: Taiga
Date Received: 14/11/24
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ID: 118259
Pack Name: Yxteus Pack
Territory: Deciduous Forest
Date Received: Nov. 16
Date Left: Nov. 20 (In four days.)
Decor Added [optional]: None.
Lore [optional]: As Whisper wandered through the deciduous forest she saw a white flash running past her into the thick brush, on the shorter side. Being curious she went in the same direction. After walking for a bit she entered a clearing, an albino pup chasing butterflies in the middle of it, unaware of the company. Whisper stepped out of the brush and the pup acknowledged the other wolf with a glance. They hopped over with a wary yet curious look. "You aren't a part of the pack.." The pup accused, sniffing Whisper suspiciously. Whisper stepped back, wondering why the pup was so bold as to approach a stranger. "No.. I'm a traveling wolf. A pack you say? Mind leading me to your leader, little pup?" The albino pup seemed to contemplate, shrugging. "Sure, but you can't tell Rosyn that I was out here, okay?" Having no knowledge of who that was Whisper just nodded, following the pup as they led her to their camp. "What's your name, pup?" Whisper asked. The pup smiled, "The name's Quetzalcoatl. Don't you forget it!" Whisper nodded.
Quetzalcoatl
(Just some lore between the meeting of Quetzalcoatl and Whisper, perhaps I could take your traveler when she's (Quetzalcoatl) older, that'd be a cool meeting!) Owner here! Ofc! Once Quetzalcoatl is older! I could send her to you :D
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