Vibrance

Leader | He/Him

"We shall wander the lands like our ancestors before us."

Vibrance was born during one of the most powerful storms that ravaged the tundra's coast. It felt as though the world itself was falling apart. Howls of surging winds, the scrapping of loose debris on rocks, and earth-shattering claps of thunder were all that could be heard that night. Thus, Vibrance was then named Tremor. It's a fitting name for a brutal wolf.

A few years later, when he took leadership and given the blessed name Vibrance, he heeded The Sun's wishes to turn the pack nomadic. The Daylight Sun was created with being nomadic in mind, so this change was well-received by its members. Staying stationary for too long seemed to cause unrest not only to The Sun but to its loyal followers, who wished to remain in The Sun's light. Following this decision, Vibrance renamed the pack to Towards Daylight, combining its two previous names out of respect to his predecessors.

Like all leaders before him, Vibrance is recognized for his protectiveness and will go to any lengths to ensure his pack's safety. As a result, he is quite the fighter and his method is one of brute force more than gnashing teeth. He is prone to ramming into his opponents to throw them off balance, stun them, or simply incapacitate them. Unfortunately, he has something known as hemophilia, a condition which causes blood not to clot properly, leading to severe blood loss if not careful. This leads Vibrance to pursue conflict only if he is confident he can swiftly defeat his opponent.

With his foolhardiness, he has become a self-proclaimed king, and when paired with his intimidation, he acts as such. Vibrance is a heavy-set wolf who stands towering above others. He is never seen without his antler drapery, either. It is made to instill fear in those around him. With his sharp eyes and pronghorns to tie it all up, he is the definition of menacing.

Some may call Vibrance a tyrant, but his pack members have a good hold on him to prevent rash decisions. In their words, 'he may run a tight ship, but we always get the final say.' Vibrance is nothing without Towards Daylight and he knows it, so he makes sure to behave accordingly. He will always be at the mercy of The Sun and its followers.
SpoilerThe air was warm, suffocatingly so. It wrapped around Vibrance like several fur blankets. He stirred awake, forced to address how uncomfortable he was. It must have been Riptide who placed the blankets on him. It was winter, after all. The fur blankets in his den helped fend off the cold during long unforgiving nights in the tundra.

In one quick motion, he attempted to shake them off. But nothing fell off him. Nothing was even there. His eyes opened only to snap back shut as bright light flooded them.

Great Sun, where was he?

Vibrance, slowly acclimating to the brightness, squinted at his surroundings and noticed he was surrounded by gold. Gold stretched on into the distance seemingly forever. It was a land filled with flowing gold. Well, until he was able to fully open his eyes and correct himself by noticing it was actually grass. A whole bunch of dry grass being lit up by the Sun above.

This scenery was familiar. Stories told by the elders described a place like this; endless flowing fields of green and gold, sweet warm air, and bright sunlight. A piece of important pack history happened here. He was sure of it.

"Up and at 'em, Vibrance. I've given you enough time to adjust."

At the sound of an unfamiliar voice behind him, the leader jumped to his paws and whirled around, a snarl erupting into his throat.

What appeared to be a shadow, or an outline, or a possible fragment of a wolf greeted him a few paces away. It looked to be smiling, as if it knew him, much to Vibrance's annoyance. He had no clue who this wolf was.

"Oh, don't be like that," It scolded. "This display of yours is no way to welcome your deity."

Vibrance took a moment to process, before snapping, "Deity? Do you mean The Sun? You are no deity of mine."

That seemed to impress the wolf. But only a bit.

"Dedicated, I appreciate it, young leader. However, I am who you speak of. Perhaps this other form may be more… recognizable?"

Before he could retort, the figure burst into flames. In an instant, intense heat filled the air around him, forcing VIbrance to take several steps back, closing his eyes as he did so. The fire grew in both temperature and brightness until it filled everything he could comprehend.

He did not feel pain, however. He was not burning.

It took a minute for the leader to get his bearings and finally open his eyes again, and when he did, the looming shape of a wolf made of searing white fire stood in front of him. It was several times larger than before—probably the size of those coniferous trees he recalled seeing further south.

Several moments passed in silence until Vibrance gave a low, respectful bow.

The light from the burning wolf dulled slightly and it spoke, "I show myself to you bearing a message, Vibrance. An important one."

Vibrance hesitantly looked back up, locking eyes with The Sun.

"All leaders meet me the day they receive their name. I give them my blessing and what I expect from them moving forward. Only once will I present myself to you and only once will I speak to you, got it? Now, listen carefully."

With a nod of acknowledgement from the new leader, it would continue, "You are to become nomadic. Starting with the Glacier and then heading south. Your pack shall no longer linger. It is not my will for your wolves to stay in place anymore. Heed my word and follow it, Vibrance. Do not let me down."

With that, everything went dark, and Vibrance awoke back in the tundra, new ideas settling into his mind.

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