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PrincessLunaBlueWolf Captain
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 Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 2:36 pm
Druid Campsite
 (Druid's Head tent)
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 1:27 am
A large charcoal black wolf named Druid has been leading "The Druid Pack" for more than a couple years now. In the beginning "The Druid Pack" began with a strong base and those Druid trusted most his siblings Warlock, Sage, & Mandrake. Druid loved living a free nomadic life with his brothers and sister. It was the ideal life going where the wind took them and living where ever they pleased as long as water and food was plenty. Eventually down the line Druid met his mate and soon after allowed nomadic loners like himself to join his mini pack. Druid was highly admired due to his great leadership skills allowing him to attract several newcomers and drifters to join "The Druid Pack." Unfortunately Druid grew cold after losing his beloved mate which didn't change his pack's respect toward him but allowed him to grow blind of the anarchy building silently. . . .
Upon entering the land of Lunar beautiful green pine forest, sea of meadows, and a great river dividing the land. It was the first time Druid in a long time he felt at home. At the height of his prime nobody ever thought the nomadic roaming Druid Pack would ever call any piece of land "home".
" What a sight?" he said under his breath as though gazing upon heaven. He looked to Warlock, Sage, than Mandrake. "What do you think?" he asked. "I never thought I'd ever feel that sense of belonging than I do now." he said surprised sharing with them in privately.
Warlock a silver gray wolf enjoyed the nomadic life their pack lived. The pack life they knew previously back at their homeland and pack was nothing compared to now. Warlock flew behind his brother enjoying the wind through his fur as they traveled from place to place.
His brother Druid changed after losing his mate and newborn pups a couple of winters ago to an unkown killer. A killer that was never found a mystery that was never solved. Druid grew cold and distant after his lost even when taking him and his mate took in a pup they considered their son Emphrim. Reguardless of the situation Warlock was always there to support his brother especially when their sister Sage pushed the idea of finding a perminant home. When entering the land of Lunar and watching Druid's face. Warlock knew their nomadic days were probably over. . .
"Yes, a sight for sore eyes Dru. My instincts are running wild about this place. I wonder how much bigger this place really is?" he asked excited looking from Druid, Sage, and to Mandrake.
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 3:39 pm
A lovely east mountain orange fox with four black paws and the color indigo going around her eyes like eyeshadow was following her alpha with the rest of the pack. Charm was her name and she was their Master Female Healer and she was the little sister of Talismon aka "Aeon", their Epsilion Male. She knows how to make medicine from plants and some animal poisons. She's learned lots from her journey with "The Druids" and being raised by a poor village that used what they needed to survive until she brought them rain to grow their crops. Charm is a lovely-delicate looking fox but don't let her looks fool you, she'll whip you good. Taught well by her brother.
Charm walked beside Aeon until they reached a lovely sight. So beautiful it was and watched her alpha and his siblings walk on, to take in the beauty. She scanned her surroundings with her eyes and saw the beauty. "Hm, I wonder what's up," she said gently. Then sitting herself down next to her brother. Then taking notice that her little student was not beside her. "Where did that boy go!" she growled.
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 9:12 pm
A gentle light gray and tumbleweed colored female wolf named Sage who has been running behind her brothers Druid, Warlock, and Mandrake since they left their homeland. Sage is very close to each of her brothers because of their individual personalities making every dull moment better.
When Druid, Warlock, and Mandrake stopped running because Druid had paused to soak up the beauty of the land before them. Sage privately grew excited when hearing Druid say "What a sight?" and asking "What do you think?" Than heard Warlock reply saying " Yes, a sight for sore eyes Dru." Who than shared an excitement in his reply.
"Does this mean we might be staying here longer Dru?" she asked. "Because, I would suggest not to settle just yet but explore our options. This is a nice place and I also feel good about this place becoming our home too." she smiled wagging her tail.
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 11:45 pm
Pandora, a she-wolf beauty with midnight black colored fur traveled beside a handsome Spirit whom she shared leading Delta ranks with in the pack. As the pair traveled together side by side following their Alpha. In the beginning the pair had some troubles getting along and working together which took some time. Pandora is very vain but takes her Delta rank seriously. It wasn't easy for Pandora and Spirt, eventually they discovered within time what a great team they made together. During their travels together Pandora would playfully n** or challege Spirit for fun. She enjoyed playing an affectionate game of cat and mouse with him.
One day their traveling came to a hault when Druid lead them into a very grand land of green forest and sea of meadows. She watched Druid consult with his siblings away from everyone. Pandora looked to Spirit with great surprise.
" What do you think they are talking about? Do you think they are finally talking about staying here? Sage, has been pushing Druid to find us a suitable place to call home. He's not a push over but she is his sister. He respects her opinion and staying in one place wouldn't be such a bad idea. Would it?" she asked Spirit curious about his opinion.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 12:08 am
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Silence… Shudder, gasping breath, scream. Slash, slish, splatter, squalsh, rip, thud, rip, thud, crack, rip, slish… Chuckle. “You really shouldn’t have run from me.”
The mercenary soldier lay in pieces, his limbs torn off his body, thrown haphazardly around. The torso, with chest torn open, leaned against the stony gray wall, which seemed as alive as the dead man whose blood had drenched it in a black cherry color. Blood flowed out of the mans chest in a lethargic stream, slipping down the small tilt of the ground past the feet of the person that stood before the corpse, surveying a heart that he had claimed with great satisfaction, rolling it over in his hand to get a better view of it. His dark gray eyes looked upon the scattered remains of the corpse, a small smile on his face. Tossing the heart carelessly to his right, he opened the dark, carriage door with a lazy kick of his booted feet. His lean, cat like gait gave him a very graceful appearance, and yet his blood splattered hair and clothing revealed his evil intentions. A woman saw him, screamed, and attempted to turn and flee. He sighed and reached out, curling a hand around her ankle and bringing her down. He leaned against the wall and slowly dragged her to him outside the carriage. He amusingly watched her try to crawl away, desperately screaming for help. He chuckled, knowing no one would hear her, no one would come. But even if they did what did he care? He couldn’t be killed, or even harmed for that matter. He hoisted her up and held her in the air by her collar. “Hello pretty lady, pretty lady, such delicate maiden of such pale complexion. Are you stunned white by black spirits haunting haunting haunting returning clawing screaming dripping blood splattered on the red stained ground?”
“I…I don’t understand! Please, please let me go,” she screamed, trying to tear herself from his grip.
He laughed, A high pitched laugh like a deranged hyena. He threw the woman against the opposite wall and hopped over to her, pressing against her body and nipped at her neck. “Hail silly woman, silly mortal blood, mind your tongue, your speaking to royalty silly swine! Be a pretty witty birdie, silly birdie, and answer me truthfully. Where is the Pendant now?”
He watched the woman’s eyes widen, then narrow. “You’re never going to find it,” She spat vehemently.
His eyes narrowed in turn. Then he suddenly grinned and fell back onto his behind, laughing a great throaty laugh. He rolled a little bit, his laughter filling the hall. The maid attempted to run, but his arm shot out and grabbed her ankle, dragging her down. Slowly, he got into a kneeling position over the woman’s hips and giggled at her. “You shouldn’t lie to me, pretty woman, silly little weak thing. You can’t Hide it for long. I’ll find the pretty pretty pretty thing. Of course I will. Find it, find find fin final catch dance slash fall scream splatter splash red die dye. Dye! Dye red watch the feathers fall into ashes dissolve, done! Good bye! Farwell! Death! Death! Death to the strange, the warped, the delusional, death to those who can’t see clear! Eye for an eye, arm for an arm, blood for blood, love for love, DEATH TO YOU!!” His voice had steadily risen in pitch until he was screaming. He stood and pulled her to her feet, grabbing her throat and tearing into it with his claws, smashing her head against the carriage.
He smiled in enjoyment. and then he saw it A silver necklace, laying around the woman's neck, a sapphire hanging from it. He snatch it up and tossed her body aside. He sat in the pool of blood at his feet, hardly caring. He cupped the small pendant, slipping it back over his neck. It was the last remaining item that he had from his deceased mother. Silently he stalked off in the night, heading back to the camp that his adoptive father had made, again the blood that covered him the last thing on his mind. They deserved it after all. At least to him they did.
He then slunk back into the shadows, heading back to his pack, of whom he had left to stalk the thieves. most had told him to leave it be, but his master, Maugrim had secretly told him that such an act was deserving of death. Wanting to please his master, and show his father that he was able to lay down the law and bring civility to a new land, He did as Maugrim had suggested, hunting down the thieves and destroying them, until at last he had his priceless possession back. He followed the scent ,soon coming within sight.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 3:56 am
A large grizzly-like wolf normally running equally with his Alpha but sometimes took the rear to protect his packmates as their Beta. Maugrim deep down was cold-hearted, his honesty was brutal, and his strength was unlike many had ever seen before. Secretly Maugrim was planting his sinister seed of trust and pushing his strength throughout the pack because he was planning to challenge or take the pack by force.
When Druid lead the entire pack into this great green foresty land Maugrim wasn't surprised. Druid was having a private council with his siblings Warlock, Mandrake, and Sage. Maugrim was the Druid Pack's beta, second in command, yet they decided to not include him in their family discussion. Maugrim was secretly upset but acted completely oblivious about their private sibling discussion. Maugrim took this time to make sure everyone was there especially Ephriam who had not returned yet. Once Ephriam returned Maugrim thought would be the perfect time to find out what Druid and his siblings were discussing about without him. Maugrim was planting a darker seed within Druid's adopted son. He thought about his previous conversation with Ephriam and about his precious possession being stolen. Maugrim played devils advocate with the boy encouraging him to get his stolen possession back. "It's what I would do. . .If I were you." he shared. He
personally liked the yearling and the more they spent time together. Maugrim realized Ephriam was the perfect weapon to use against Druid. If losing Oracle and his new born pups almost broke Druid's spirit. Imagine what would happen if Maugrim turn Ephriam against Druid. "Checkmate." he thought bidding his time patiently.
"That boy better return soon. . ." he thought to himself looking around and sitting patiently.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 10:56 am
Wolf Spirit a grey wolf with shades of brown. He looks at Pandora then to Druid then back to her and smiles. "It seems their talking about staying. I would love to stay in this land and would be a good idea to stay here. What do you think of this land?" Spirits tummy growls and he looks slightly embarrassed. When looked at closely one will be able to tell he has lost weight do to he eats less so others can get their fill.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 12:08 pm
A tranquil and lean male walked along side Charm as she realized that, her apprentice had run off. Aeon gave a light chuckle as he sat down on a large rock. The epsilon male was a bit carefree when, not on duty and was relaxed. "I'm pretty sure I saw him wander off while you were enjoying the scenery, sister. I decided not to tell you though, as he's not MY student." He said with a cheerful grin on his face.
His hands glowed in a teal color as they had two bizzare-stones embedded into his hands. His right hand gave a shine and with a light leap off the rock and into the air. It was almost as if he was floating in air as he slowly descended to touch the ground. "Be calm though. He's just excited to be in new lands. I'm a bit ambitious to explore myself. It's far more different than the mountains I'm accustomed to." He shared as he scanned everybody and their energy, seeing he wasn't the only vigorous one.
Along the edge of the campsite was a silent rogue who looked across the water of the nearby lake. He sat with one leg propped on the other and leaned against an object halfway buried into the sand. When you have a closer look, you would see that it's "Dichotomy", the claymore wielded by the lethal gladiator Arsenio Squall. The warrior was quite intimidating though as he gave off an intimidating aura from his body. Of course, he did square off with Druid once that ended in a draw and a "little" collateral damage.
Arsenio is a male of five feet and 10 inches. His body was built between a lean and power structure. His eyes were piercing with some inner terror that would snap at a person's hand, like a caged animal would. In his ears he wears a single studded earring on each pointed ear of his, no matter which form he's in. When he grew tired, he rose from the ground and pulled the hulking claymore out of the ground with a single hand.
Dichotomy has a long, navy blue handle with a blue, spade-shaped pommel with gold edges. Its guard is black with gold edges, and is a crescent-like shape and points downward. Dichotomy's blade is comprised of two identical halves. Each half is long and silver with gold inner edges. The halves are rather smooth, though each has a small, semi-circular indentation in the middle of its outer edge. The two halves are connected by a shorter blade—roughly half the length of the two halves of the main blade—in between them. This shorter blade is blue with gold, ridged edges. He then placed it in it's sheath that was strapped to his back and headed towards the core of the pack's campsite.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 1:18 pm
Charm's black ears pointed up once Aeon spoke. She gave a glance towards him as her tail curled around her paws. With a sigh, "Yet, he has the attention span of a seven month old pup." Charm could not help but soften up around her brother and admired his tranquility and patience. Her eyes observed around the pack and saw no sight of her apprentice. 'He gives me a run for my luck,' thinking of him.
There was a pendent that went around her neck with a jade stone and everytime she moves her head, it flows gently with her. Then hearing Aeon out again and sees how anxiouse everyone was. "I have a very good feeling about this place," feeling both dirt and grass under her paws. The soil here felt so pure.
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Scorpio Baroness She-Wolf
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 1:35 pm
Zar'roc, a normal color grey wolf had been walking his pack until making a stop here. He watched as his alpha went off to talk with his siblings and leaned himself against a rock. Giving out a yawn, feeling tired from their long journey. Zar'roc felt as if he had no rest. The grey wolf was once an heir to his own pack once upon a time but, that ended when another pack decided to take his pack and kicked him out when he was a teenager. While that greedy pack killed his whole family in front of him. Zar growled at the memory but only to himself.
He had been walking behind Charm and her brother, along with her little apprentice. Rolling his eyes when over hearing the Charm's apprentice had disappeared. Then glancing at Shamrock, making sure he hadn't disappeared himself. If he lost that boy, Sage would kill him. 'Careless' thinking to himself of Charm not keeping an eye on her boy.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:20 pm
A large lean skinny she-wolf padded quietly through the campsite, passing the others as headed for a large rock near the lake-shore to lay upon. She seemed to carry a heavy aura about her, but she stayed stand-offish from the rest and kept quiet as she soaked up the warm sun on her back as she licked her large paws.
She seemed enjoyable, relaxing in the sun. she sniffed and whined happily as a gust of wind past her by. causing her long exuberant flowing tail seemed to flutter on the strong breeze and her piercing violet eyes kept to the dancing sparks of the campfire.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:29 pm
A young white fox just a yearling was following close to his guardian and mentor. Puck, unfortunately for Charm was a very curious student, created havoc wherever he went, and was easily distracted.
Once the entire pack stopped upon a new land with a whole bunch of new scents to investigate. It drove Puck crazy to have to wait patiently while silly grown-up's sat to talk about grown-up stuff. He so desperately wanted to venture out into the forest before him to explore every rock, plant, and animal minding Charm's new rule not to bring another animal to camp. Puck loved bringing animals he found around their new campsite whether it was an insect or injuried animal. Charm allowed Puck to keep the injuried raven he found upon a previous journey. Puck nursed the little fallen raven with Charm's help who made him promise not to bring anymore animals to camp.
Which only lasted for a while because Puck couldn't help himself.
Puck had wandered off just a bit into the forest nearby with his raven Mab. As Puck was investigating his new surroundings he spotted Ephriam and went to tag along.
"You left camp too! Where did you go? What did you see? Who did you see? Can I come next time?" he asked so many questions not giving Ephriam the time to answer before speaking again. "Druid and the others are still talking and Maugrim's looking for you!" he barked running ahead not watching where he was going obviously before tripping over Zar'roc.
"Oh, hello there Zar'roc. Oh my, were you resting?" he laughed nervous. "Sorry!" he said with a jump and scatters over to Charm jumping onto Aeon's back. "Hi! I'm back! Miss me!" he chuckled looking to them both.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:44 pm
" The land has great potential. Look at the grand land. So big and green as though it has never been touched. A perfect place to grow a pack." she said patiently sitting next to Spirit. "And look, beyond that lake. A large herd of caribou. Our favorite meal." she smiled before hearing Spirit's tummy growl. "You won't have to lose weight sharing your meal here." she smiled nuzzling him before taking notice of troublesome Puck tripping over Zar'roc and Ephriam tailing behind him as usual. "So, that's where the two have been?" she said shaking her head. "Good thing Druid hasn't noticed his son missing." she said loud enough when Ephriam passed them and loud enough to let Maugrim know his missing pupil had returned.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 3:16 pm
He smiles,sits next to her, and nuzzles her back.He sees the troublesome Puck and shakes his head. He says quietly "If he isnt kept a better eye on and doesnt straighten up then he will get hurt around here...or worse." He speaks normaly "I wonder how those caribou taste. I might finally be able to excercise and workout more and gain muscle. Do you think Druid will let us two go on a private hunt while some others hunt for the pack or let us go hunt for the pack?" He nuzzles her again.
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