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Markov

Betrayed, exiled, what can possibly go wrong

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

Description

Gender:male
Age: teen
Fur color: black
Eye color: blue
Scars: none
Markings: none
Bio: Markov was the old leader of a pack Triton. after he beat his tyrant father for dominance. after that his brother Mac betrayed him and exiled him from the pack
Class: Soldier
Likes: humor, history of humans.
Dislikes: his brother mac
Personality: no nonsense, wants to learn, doesn't believe in magic, loves pups, constent nightmares

So begins...

Markov's Story

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#, as written by Ignetio
"Its cold outside, but in here its warm." - Malkri - founder - deceased




------Morning------

Chapter 1: Welcome to the world

It has snowed twice and its only fall. food is starting to get harder to find. Most of you missed Last nights meal. The alpha and his royal soldiers (not the same as the class) are planning for defense, but its hard to defend a 153 ft wide cave with only one way in and an enemy that is 40+. it did not seem to be going well he has asked the rest of the pack if they would like to surrender to them. So far it has been a no.





You all are at the falls. which comes form the 64 foot high ceiling where there is a hole. Just big enough to drop water in. The pool in which the water falls is 10 foot wide. The water inside is surprisingly warm. This is where you bathed and drank.

Moya sat and drank from the pool. It has been a long day for her.

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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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#, 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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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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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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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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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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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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Moya ends the song and is about to head to her den. she turns around and is meet face to face with Markov Noses almost touching. "Umm...uhh.... hi?"

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"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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After a few more rounds, Lykos retired to her den to try and sleep off some of the stress that came with healing. Her old pack had never let her use her ability, wanting their wolves to suffer their wounds so the next time they fought, they wouldn't get injured because they knew what it felt like to slowly heal. Thus said, she never got trained on how to heal, and always found herself taking too much from others, taking too much onto herself. Instead she had been trained how to fight, the most effective ways to rip a throat out, where was best to bite and how long to hold, even if the wolf had already stopped fighting.

Tossing and turning, she finds it quite obvious that she isn't going to be able to sleep. Slipping out of her den, she had plans to go to the falls but heard noises coming from there, and instead snuck past to move onto the part of their cave where the den entrance was. It was concealed so she didn't have to worry about anyone seeing her as she found a comfy place to lie down, enjoying the cool air that came in from the entrance.

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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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"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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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.

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Moya jumped the, screaming scared her. Moya sprinted after her. She was faster but bigger. Anestia was more agile and slimmer.
Out in front of Anestia was a huge male wolf walking then noticed her "Were you going." he then goes into attack mode growling.

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Anestia quickly wrapped the blanket around the pups placing them high in a tree, She heard someone calling but was more focused on the wolf infront of her. Soon after the wolf took his attack and she became her wolf as he bite into her side taking a chunk with him. Anestia growled louder and they fought. She was badly injured buts he refused to back down to him. Finally she looked up at the pups as she fell down into the snow a pool of blood underneath her. I whimper escaped her mouth and she laid there waiting for her death to come.

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Moya leaped out of the bushes and stood in the way of the large wolf standing over Anestia. She was ready to die for a pack member. Thing was she was only a gatherer.

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After a few minutes she felt her wounds heal quickly. Her eyes widened. Healer The word brushed into her mind and she stood up shakily and went at the wolf from the other side. After a few minutes of being in a daze, she finally regained consciousness. The wolf was dead. He blood was all over her and the snow. She quickly picked the pups back up going into her den again. She laid the pups down in the bed and they fell aslee while she took a shower. She got out and curled up and began to rock herself. "I killed him.."

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Tarkas, who had escape isolation with his contraption, followed them. He saw Anestia attacked by the alpha (a very familiar one) and decided to take action. He thought back to whe he killed the other Alpha with the contraption, and remembered how to use it.

Tarkas threw it to the ground and it breathed fire and spit metal. The large shard tore through the alpha's chest, piercing his heart and opening his back as it exited him. The Alpha whimpered then hit the ground as the loud bang faded. The shot was only inches away from Moya.

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Moya Followed covered in blood too. She sat by the falls. "No you didn't." she looked Anestia in the eye "You don't kill a monster you destroy it. it was apart of Mosia's burn the worst of the worst. they have different packs that was the leader of the scouting pack. But it wasn't you." she looked over to Tarkas. "How did you do that?"

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Azalea whimpers as they com near her. "Stay away...Why wont you guys leave me alone!" she asked them softly. A certain scent caught her nose and she smiles and sniffed around them. "It smells like chocolate....and forest grass" She comments before snapping back into herself. "Go away" she couldn't help but to wonder who the scent came from. The smell was addicting and she wanted to smell it more.

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"Its called a rifle...it was made to hunt us by the tall ones." Tarkas said while throwing it onto his back. "Your welcome..." he said while walking in the direction of the den.

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"I'll give you lessons tommorrow" Tarkas said sarcasticly. "I just put a hole in an alpha. there's a reason only i can use it." he said while still not looking at him. "Come by tommorrow and i'll tell you about it...if i feel like it." Tarkas finally rentered the den with Moya and Markov still trailing him.

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