Setting
A place where wolves mainly roam.
Minimap
northwest |
north |
northeast |
west |
You are here. |
east |
southwest |
south |
southeast |
Forest is a part of 
Lone Star Pack.
16 Characters Here
Abigail [31] Female Wolf.
Royal [28] I am the Alpha. Don't test me!
Bahamut [25] "Get back, I'll handle this!" A giant alpha wolf from a burnt forest
Skat [20] The underdog of his previous pack. Easy going. Young, skinny and imature.
Shane [20] Just another omega- wait what?
alys (alice) alda [19] a quiet shy girl who is alone most of the time
James [17] Male Wolf.
Neoma [10] Female Werewolf.
Shadow [10] "Uh Hi there..."
Snowflight [3] "Was I supposed to do something here?"
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Royal new better than to let her go, but loosened her hold. "I know your not dead, wolf. Now answer my question." She said. She turned to the newcomer and said "No. I'm not gonna kill you. I just want to know why your on my land."
It seems it didn't work. Maybe she should tell her the truth? Although she probably won't believe her for a second. "I am Neoma Vigilante. I was running away from hunters after I shot one of them and I tumbled off the cliff after I collided with another wolf." Neoma says. It's the truth but will she believe it? She has a knife up both her sleeves that she could use and 2 pistols, one on the ground and another in her left pocket.
Abigail is taken aback at how demanding the girl is. Nevertheless, it's important that she joins this pack. It seems only two wolves have joined right now. "Uhh... I'm Abigail Seelenfreund and I came hear after hearing your howl." she says.
Abigail is taken aback at how demanding the girl is. Nevertheless, it's important that she joins this pack. It seems only two wolves have joined right now. "Uhh... I'm Abigail Seelenfreund and I came hear after hearing your howl." she says.
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Royal nodded her head, but narrowed her eyes suspiciously. She let the girl go, anyway, and got up, holding her hand out for the girl to take. (Royals a girl)
Bahamut
Bahamut stood with his mouth agape, in complete shock, while the scene in front of him unfolded. That not one, but two human-wolves were standing before him had put him in a state of stupor. He had not suspected Royal was anything other than a wolf, and he felt betrayed at the revelation of her other form. His eagerness to fulfill the prophecy of the crow Dusk, and his desire to belong to a pack again, caused him to put aside his usually cautious behavior. He had hoped to find a pack to call his own here, but it would seem that Fate had only despair set in his future.
Bahamut snarled and held his head low, keeping it at the same level as the now human wolf-human hybrids. He had had enough of this strangeness and was ready to pounce on both of the deceivers when the small wolf Abigail approached the two hybrids and shyly asked, “So uhh… You here to kill us all?” Bahamut shook his head in puzzlement. That’s an odd question, they are obviously hostile humans using dark magic, he thought. But then the hybrid Royal claimed that she was not, she only wanted to form a pack. Bahamut didn’t know if he believed her, but he stopped snarling, his teeth barely showing now. Royal asked the human girl she held who she was, and to which she claimed to be Neoma Vigilante, explaining her situation. Again Bahamut was skeptical but kept watching his glowering amber eyes like two little flames of anger. Royal extended her hand, a human gesture, but not unlike the pawing of a wolf.
Bahamut decided to approach the two hybrids while they shook hands, cautious to remain on guard. “So, any other surprises anyone wants to share?” he growled.
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Royal jumped, and looked at Bahumat. "What do you mean?" She asked. She looked down, and realized she had shifted into her human, and looked back at him, sadly. "I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd care." She said.
Neoma falls back into the water after being dropped by the werewolf, Neoma gets up not accepting help from the girl that almost choked her to death. "I should really leave now. Bye." Neoma says. Neoma turns into a wolf and runs into the woods again.
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i sighed as i curled up in the middle of a clearing, ignoring the curious animals looking at me. i yawned, how can i be tired, oh yeah i ran like crazy because i am too shy to speak to wolfs i fought with myself. i whined softly as my stomach growled, i did not want to eat but i knew i should. i yawned again, becoming to tired to keep in my wolf form, i shut my eyes as my stomach growled again. falling asleep in a human form was weird and new but i still slept comfortably.
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Striker padded through the woods towards the lake. He had heard growls from there and was going to see what was up. He peeked out of the forest and saw two wolves facing eachother. As he watched, he felt like he recognized the female, but from where? He sighed, and turned, not wanting to interupt them. He jogged away, heading towards his den. He dodged through the trees and pushed himself faster. He reached his den, and went inside, curling up in the corner. He laid his head in between his stomach and legs, and fell asleep.
As he dreamt, he found himself playing in a field with his best friend, whom had gotten lost on an adventure one day, and never came back. In the dream, he tackled Royal, and they tumbled down the hill. As they rolled to a stop, Royal turned and started running. He chased after her, and as he did, Royal slipped and fell into the fast moving river. She yelped for help, but he couldn't do anything, except run along side the river and yell keep your head above the water. He had soon lost her, and had stopped only when he realized this. He had lost his best friend.
Striker woke with a start, and looked around, noticing it was just a dream. He sat up, panting, and hobbled outside. He sniffed the air, and sensed a deer a few yards away. He stalked towards it. As he made his way towards the deer, he accidently stepped on a twig, causing the deer to run. He sighed and plopped to his butt.
As he dreamt, he found himself playing in a field with his best friend, whom had gotten lost on an adventure one day, and never came back. In the dream, he tackled Royal, and they tumbled down the hill. As they rolled to a stop, Royal turned and started running. He chased after her, and as he did, Royal slipped and fell into the fast moving river. She yelped for help, but he couldn't do anything, except run along side the river and yell keep your head above the water. He had soon lost her, and had stopped only when he realized this. He had lost his best friend.
Striker woke with a start, and looked around, noticing it was just a dream. He sat up, panting, and hobbled outside. He sniffed the air, and sensed a deer a few yards away. He stalked towards it. As he made his way towards the deer, he accidently stepped on a twig, causing the deer to run. He sighed and plopped to his butt.
Shane shrugged as he found a human sleeping. She smelled like his new friend too much. "Maybe she's one of those werewolves I've heard about? Or shapeshifter, or I don't even know." he snickered and out of instinct pounced a rabbit that hopped by. It was the one from before. "Oh hey buddy!" he got off the rabbit and smiled. "I'm hungry... But I can't eat you, you're my friend." the rabbit's ears twitched and it tilted its head. "Yes I know we haven't talked much but I've only talked to you in about a year or so." he glared at the human and grinned happily. "And her I think..." Shane looked at the rabbit again, but it was gone. "Well, bye then I guess..." he sighed sadly. Shane got up and strolled through the forest looking for something to eat. A few seconds later he stopped. "I smell deer." he smiled evily and jumped on a branch, jumping higher on to the tree, looking around for it. "IIIII seeee youuuuu....." he giggled and readied to pounce it. The deer raised its ears as it sensed danger, but quickly got a clean bite to its neck from a dropping wolf. "YUMY YUMMAH" Shane hopped around of happiness and wondered if anyone else wanted some...
Bahamut
Bahamut made out most of what Royal had said with her human tongue. When he thought about it he did care, humans hunted wolves and had burnt his home down. Even a well-meaning human or wolf-human using magic brought out deeply disturbing emotions in him. But he had traveled for so long, and that crow, Dusk, had said his destiny was here. If wolf-humans are destined to be his new pack, then maybe he would just have to learn to live with his odd life.
“I- I do care, but if you really want to make a pack, then my path crosses yours.” Bahamut was too old to bother questioning what the wolf gods had planned for him anymore, he simply wanted a pack to call family again. And a wolf-human was very strange, but then he was a strange wolf. All his life his great size and fur color was a thing of mystery to other wolves. And even at the age of 7 he didn’t feel that old for a wolf.
Bahamut edged closer to human-Royal, and nuzzled her shoulder with his great snout. He was still wary of her, but he had to start somewhere. He couldn’t keep wandering forever.
"It seems that there's a pack that is in need of members." Abigail says. "You need me in the pack or no?" She asks. Abigail watches as Neoma disappears into the bushes.
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Royal nodded her head, aware that he was still wary of her. She wrapped her arms around his gigantic neck, running her hands through his fur. "So, you do still want to make a pack?" She asked, trying to make sense of what he said. She thought for a moment, before asking another question. "Would you feel less wary if I was in my wolf form?" She wanted him comfortable, and if that's what it would take, she would do it in a heartbeat.
Bahamut
Bahamut felt the sincerity in her voice, her gentle touch pulling a warm and calming blanket over him, masking the unease he felt by her human form. Royal was telling the truth, he knew it. And she was willing to put his mind at ease by adopting a wolf form again.
“Yes, I like your wolf form more, it’s very comforting.” Bahamut thought of her beautiful and regal black coat. Her human form reminded him too much of a painful past. He preferred her wolf form. The wolf Abigail spoke up asking about the pack. “Yes, we still need packmates.” He responded. Remembering Royal’s call he knew she would agree.
Royal concentrated on her wolf form, and felt her bones crack, remolding her body. She was soon a wolf, and looked away. "How's that?" She asked, as she got used to her wolf form again. She jumped, testing her legs, and landed.
"Ok. It seems i'm needed. Abbigail. At your service." Abigail makes a bowing gesture telling them that she accepts them at leaders.
Snowflight padded through the forest, her paw steps light and quick. She was breathing rather slowly, and was growling deeply to herself.
"Stupid hunters..." She still felt the stinging pain in her shoulder. She looked around, hoping to see someone or something that could possibly help. She was starving and needed water, her wound was still bleeding slightly.
"Stupid hunters..." She still felt the stinging pain in her shoulder. She looked around, hoping to see someone or something that could possibly help. She was starving and needed water, her wound was still bleeding slightly.
Striker raced through the woods, giving a long, meaningful howl. He stopped by the lake, taking a quick drink, before keeping on running.
Snowflight limped towards a lake. She crouched down to lap up some of the water and then rest her head upon her paws, waiting. Would death come to her?
Alys woke up, tired still. she shifted into her wolf form, pausing as Shane's scent registered in her mind. she sighed and started walking pointless into the woods. she shook her head to clear the thoughts going through her head, running quickly now as she realized she had no clue where she was or how to get back.
Shane wathced the wolf lave in a hurry and looked confused. Where was she going now? He dropped his fresh hunt and decided to follow her. She started running. "Is she running from me?" he thought as he went after her.
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Alys stopped running and looked around. how stupid can i be?, she thought. she sighed and bit her lip, walking slowly now to see if she knew this place.
Snowflight let out a sigh and looked around. There seemed to be no other wolves or creatures around her. She felt like crying, her life was lonely and she wished those hunters had killed her. Her weak legs had just enough strength to keep her upright as she began to pad off again, holding her injured leg just above the ground.
Striker caught a rabbit, and carried it back to his den. He laid down, and tore the rabbit apart. // Royal playbowed, wagging her tail. She jumped at Bahumat, and nudged him. "Tag!" She yelled, and ran off into the forest.
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