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Anestia

* "Everything will be alright"

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a character in “The Wolves of Mojalge”, as played by Anraee

Description

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Gender
Female

Age:
Young Adult

Fur color:
Brown

Eye color:
Green

Scars:
One of her Back

Markings:
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Bio:
She is a simply sweet girl. She grew up being an omega, which is why she is so tiny compared to others. She always hidden from people se doesn't know. If you ever approach her, just don't touch her,

Class:


Likes:
||Quietness||Feeling Loved|| Swimming||Eating||

Dislikes:
||Bullying||Being Left Out||Fighting|| Guns||

Personality:
Quirky||Sweetheart||Shy||Kindheat||Easy to Love||

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So begins...

Anestia's Story

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#, as written by Ignetio
Moya looked up at Markov. "So I'm guessing you really like pups?" she asks. but then looking back into the water she says. "I have always wanted some of my own. To look at them the way my mom looked at me." realizing she just said this out loud, she blushed. "Well i got to go. Bye" She briskly walks to her room.

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Tarkas was taking refuge at the Archive. He document everywolf in the pack, he knew the cave inside out, every strong point, every weakness and it had only been 5 days since he arrived. Having spent a year packless and hungry, he took it upon himself to isolate himself as much as he hated it...

He heard that bigot Markov Monolouging to the poor pups. Markov only knew the tip of the iceburg.

Anestia was sweet...For the most part. There was something off about her. Last time he tried to stop a beilief, Alpha Yerrka removed 2 of his ribs. He wanted no part of her.

Lykos was a healer...i think...She was shrouded in secrecy. Conspiricy senses kicking in. He'll keep a close eye on her.

Moya...ehh...she was shy. Ashamed of some past wrong doings. Minor stuff that were harmless. She liked Markov though...even though i dont get how you could...

Tarkas Grumbled and put down the quill. "Notes taken" he said while getting up and walking into the main hall.

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Markov was just sitting there....a little surprised. he snapped out of it, then he trotted to his den. it was really just a small cave with thick vines as doors for privacy but it served its purpose. to stay warm. Markov looked at his old trinkets he had collected in the past...hunk of old hard shiny rock,...fire maker...but he only seen it used once by a curious ferret.... an light maker...and a old bag. when he first got it after he was banished...it was snowing real hard and he was freezing....but when he found that dirty black bag it saved him. so he decided to take it with him. it even help with carrying his trinkets, and is now used as a bed. he then grabbed his fire starter with his paws. it was silver, with some sort of foul smelling liquid inside. he then open it to see the mechanism in side. then he tried to spin the wheel with his tounge. sparks flew and it burnt his tounge, but it was wort it, for he finally made fire after years of trying! "Yahoooo" He yelled in enjoyment and put out the flame. he could always do it again....now time to show the the othe wolfs

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#, as written by Ignetio
Moya sat up at the scream. "What the...?" she got up and left her den and looked around. All the (Npc) wolves are looking in the general direction of the scream.

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"I HAVE DONE IT! I CREATED FIRE!" Markov was talking like a madwolf but he didn't care for he created fire with a piece o machery. this was historical! Markov ran to outside yelling " IVE DONE IT" he was so ecited somewolfes mghtiv worried but he paid no mine to it.

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#, as written by Ignetio
A wolf who was boiling water at the time looked over to him."No you didn't that was ma..... what is that thing? Thats an odd colored stick." he said. the other wolves either walked away or stayed to watch. It was getting close to night time.

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"this will change our lives its called a fire maker, no more rubbing sticks! let me demonstrate" He did the exact same thing he did back at his den. the silver fire maker lit up perfectly. Markov just waited on the reaction. this was the greatest things ever in his eyes. is tail waged excitedly for the reaction.

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#, as written by Ignetio
Some looked in awe. Others did not care they did not see the uses that it held. They were in the middle of a war after all. Moya walked up "Where did you get it?"

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"I got it before I left my old pack, as I said before....we lived in a forbidden land, and It was in one of those huge caves, I just saw a shiny thing when I got it, been trying to see it work until I saw a ferret use it and saw sparks, but no flame now LOOK AT IT! Markov tail was wageing a war on air

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Tarkas looked over at the crowd. "Its called a lighter! Id be careful! It can explode!" he shouted. He sighed and walked to his small den. It was no abandon Log cabin but it would do. He sat down and slid his notes onto the floor. "Lets see..." he said turning pages...

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Markov looked at the lighter...." okay this is still very useful....but with restrictions. But we can also use this for the war! we could burn the end of stcks and scare them off. maby we could save our lives!" Markov stopped the lighter, But his tail waged even more...which seamed impossible....

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#, as written by Ignetio
The Alpha walked down from his den and looked over to Markov. "They are called the Mosia's Burn for a reason. Many have tried that idea before. But the Mosia's just run thru. This is why you aren't the alpha." He walks around markov looking down on him. "Is there anything else you want to say? Any ideas?"

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" I never want to be Alfa, not again....." Markov tail immediately stopped wagging. he looked into the Alfas menacing eyes. markov just looked at him, not backing down but not standing tall, he said "even so, we could use it as a weapon, tarkas said they exploded so, we could use it" he waited for a response.

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#, as written by Ignetio
The alpha smiled. "HAHA just fucking with you kid. Even so you got balls. but really the Musia's don't really react to injury. so we need a way to starve them. If we could find a cave like this one then we would be set. Or find another pack willing to help." He walks back up to his den. "I will talk more about it Tomorrow."





------Midnight------

All of the pack are in their dens. Some asleep. Some not. Moya was the only wolf not in her den. she sat by the falls humming a sweet tune.

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#, as written by Ignetio
"Umm... ok." She practically whispers. She clears her throat. And then she sings. The notes blend with the air. Making a symphony that echoed through the cave. The rich melody reaching the ear of all in the cave. The song is low enough not to wake the sleep but loud enough to be heard. the language is not of witch the pack speak."Aly con mer don ee. Mes ola. De ola. daste me sorenity. Psla jov la na da dee." But beautiful anyway. She then ends the song.

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Tarkas sat in his den holding his ears. He shouldnt to be isolated but the Alpha thinks so and so does he. "Ahhh...sweet voices...loud voices...you never let me sleep!" Tarkas said springing up. "Go away!!" he said running around his room. After a few minutes, he sat down exaughsted and picked up the piece of metal he found in his old wooden den. It was long, and metal with somesort of bolt on the back and a scope ontop. It breathed fire when you pulled the trigger on the bottom. He used it once against an Alpha wolf in the forbbiden land. He set it on a rock above him while steadily shaking, concealing it. Then he simply retired to bed and covered his ears...

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#, as written by Anraee
Anestia was out really late tonight. She had taken count of the pups that were orphans and found that one was missing. "Emmie" as they liked to call her. She was one of the tiniest pups there and Anestia couldn't help but to be scared for her. Emmie was they type the wondered off and fell asleep in a comfortable spot and it tended to make people worry.

Anestia trotted through the forest trying to find the pup. When she heard a twig snap she immediently jumped and began to run through the forest. Finally the scent hit her, Emmie was at the waterfall. She quickly picked the pup up putting it on he back. "Hold on" She told her and began running as fast as she could back to her home. There was no time to take her where she was suppose to stay so she would stay there. As the pup fell asleep she could smell something different about her. Anestia took a quick sniff. She was with Markov" She sighed knowing that she was with someone older.

Anestia had the pup right next to her. She hated this, normally this time of night she would cry to herself Her memories would be displayed in her mind and taunt her as she would try and fall asleep. All she could remember was how the pack has treated her like an alien. They forced her to do everything and she had no freedom. Anestia was one of the lowest in the pack not that she asked to be. She let out a lone howl that she knew no one would respond to. "No one cares....".

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#, as written by Ignetio
She blushes and says "My dad taught me."
Moya's ears perk at the sound of the howl. she walked to the place the howl was coming from. Then she seen. It was a wolf slightly older than her but a lot smaller. She positioned herself to look into the den and not be spotted. She watched as the pups curled up next to Anestia. Moya then stepped in and in a soft voice said "Clearly they do." she says with a smile. "Do you need help miss..... whats your name?"

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#, as written by Anraee
Anestia watched as the puppies fell asleep. Tears wouldn't stop and she whimpered softly trying not to wake up the pups. Her ears perked as she heard something come around her den. She pretended to be asleep til the person spoke up. As soon as she heard the voice she jumped up and got in a defensive position. "Anestia" she replied simply and softly. The tears had stopped by then and she went back to the pups and laid down. "No I don't alpha. I don't want or need your help" she replied. She remembered how the alphas treated the omegas. They where the top dogs while she stood their as an ant. Anestia learned to never trust an Alpha.

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#, as written by Ignetio
"I'm no alpha. Far from it. I'm just a gatherer." She says cocking her head. "Hey if you need help I can take you to the Den I live in it's very warm." Moya looks to the pups "I'm sure they would want that. Or I can stay with you. My den is not far from here."

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#, as written by Anraee
Anestia lets out a growl. Her growls weren't powerful at all, but it was something she was period of at the least. She glances at the girl then at the sleeping pups. Them once again at the girl. "I don't want it" she says softly before closing her eyes and nuzzling the pups she had next to her. They meant the world to her. She wouldn't be able to stay sane without them. Hopefully the girl would leave since she closed her eyes. Although she found out she wasn't an alpha, she still didn't trust her. She didn't truly trust anyone. The last time she did, she ended up nearly rogue. "please go"she whispered shakily.

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"aw...look at that pup....arnt u a cute thing. and sorry to bother...whatever this is....but I'll be happy to take care of the little ones...infact I have a little trick for them. that they might like....its warm...and even has a fire place!" Markov was nodding his torwd the vine laden cave. "and besides...I have enough room for all of you.....just 1 rule, food is only for the kids and don't touch the artifacts." Markov defiantly didn't want them to touch his piece of Hard metal....it was sharp. "maby u can come with me...Moya....if y-ya want to." he looked at Anestia with puppy dog eyes. his best line of offence.

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#, as written by Ignetio
"No. They are tired. let them rest" she said Softly and a bit unsure. she then laid down next to the door. Hummed her little tune and Curled up in a ball and fell asleep.

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Markov was just quiet. he went over and laid by Moya. he wasn't touching her, because he knew the consequences of that. he then made it into a nightmarish sleep.

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#, as written by Anraee
Anestia growled at the both. "Why don't you leave me alone!" She snapped before taking the two pups on her back and running out into the forest. She hated this. They wanted to trick her into trusting them and then they'll hurt her like all the others did to her. She didn't trust them.