Post by Deleted on May 23, 2014 23:24:24 GMT -6
History
The morning was just as any perfect morning should be. The orange and pink rays of the sun rose bright and beautiful over a lush horizion, filled with trees, grasses, a great range of songbirds all keeping the scene heavenly. A wolf pack lived on the edge of this beautiful vally, sandwitched between a peak and the great steep wall of a looming mountian. The pack was more than that, it was a loving, thriving community based on peace, order, and respect. This season was birthing season, and many of the females were giving life to many young, healthy members. It was this very day, one year ago exactly, that Alistair had been born.
Alistair's Sister was one of the frequent Greys that were born this season, her bright blue eyes gowing brightly as she cooed and whimpered. The parents of this gleeful male and beautiful pup were two very respected Hunters and Trackers within the pack, exceptionally good at what they do and the Alpha's first choice whenever there was a serious emergency. These two proud parents had just named their little daughter after her late Grandmother when suddenly, a great sound echoed though the basin and between the walls as though a human weapon had detonated. At first the sound startled the pack, rooting them to the spot in fear. The entirity of the lupines within the basin fell silent as the sound dissapeared behind the mountians, only to make way for a louder explosion, and then... Awful smoke could be seen covering the sky and drenching the land in an evil shadow of ash and smoke, the Hellish gowing-red blood of the earth began to spurt from the top of the mountian above as the pack began to panic.
Howls of fear along with, parents worriedly gathering their newborns, and males hurriedly helping their pregnant mates up to escape, filled the air and littered the grounds. Alistair feared for the lives of his imedate family as he watched with awe as the glowing blood began to run down the side of the tallest mountian. His father grabbed up Alistair's baby sister and passed her to his mother, sternly instructing her to take them to safety while he kept order within the pack to ensure everyone's safe departure. His mother agreed, but as soon as she did so another deafening explosion rang though, and this time, half of the mountian seemed to have been jarred loose. As the Peice of volcanic rock began tumbling it began to break off, eventually turning into an avalanching pile of soot and ash, falling faster than any wolf could run.
Fearfully and all at once, everyone began to run away from the impending doom. Alistair, being the fastest in the pack, had cleared the others with ease and been able to climb a very steep incline before many of them had even gotten out of the camp. Once at the top he called desprately for his family to hurry, for the large plume was gaining, but before his mother, sister and father could reach the incline the soot enveloped them along with the rest of the others. Alistair braced, curling in a tight ball as the plume got to his incline until he realized the plume was too short to reach him at the top. He quickly uncurled and began to look desprately for his family among the soot, dust and ash but he couldn't find any sign of life at all.
The horrific event was over almost as soon as it began, and once the soot was still, Alistair jumped into the now compacted soot to find his family. He dug with viligance, determination and was fuled with a fear that was strong enough to make one mad. Tears fell from the young Gray's emerald eyes as the soot and ash that was kicked up and dug out stained his muzzle and paws. He called endlessly for his parents, for his sister... all the while not being able to keep their beautiful images out of his head along with the fact he dared not accept... that he would never see them again.
Alistair searched endlessly for days, maybe even weeks until, finally, he just stopped. His mind was filled with sorrow, and grief, and after so many days no more tears would come. Slowly, the young gray found that he was now as alone as any wolf could ever be... and so he set off to find company, structure, a life of some kind that he could be happy with. But he would never truely be happy, not after this, and he knew that he could never smile again. Never.
~END~
~~ALISTAIR'S INFO~~
Basics
// Gender: Male
// Member of the: Zephywillow Pack
// Rank: Scout - (Training to be Warden)
// Age: Adolescent (1.5 years)
// Size: Tall for his age, but slim
// Pelt: Average grey wolf with dark ash stains on his legs and muzzle.
// Eyes: Green/Emerald
// Sexual Orientation: Straight
// Mate: Maenhria
// All heritage dead as of: 10 Months ago
// Scent: Burning Ash
Skills
// Excells as a runner/sprinter/swimmer. Very quick and agile.
// Intelligent
// Hunting and Tracking taught to him by his parents.
// In training to be a good fighter.
Persona
// Afraid of being alone
// Rarely smiles (Usually will only be seen smiling around his mate and pups)
// Reserved
// Dark mindset
// Strong willed
// Confident
// Loyal to only those who he feels deserves his loyalty
// Protective of his loved ones
Relationships (In Alistair's POV)
// Maenhria:
//UPDATE: May 28//
Mae and I had a heart to heart, and I believe it is only fair that soon I reveal to her my past. She is proving to be the loyal, loving wolf I thought she was. I would die if it ment she lived on. She will be safe for as long as I live, I will protect her with my life; This I vow. I am now proud to call her my future mate, and am anxious for the day we can start a family together.
// Kaimana:
Arlot's little pup Kai is a beautiful little one. She reminds me so much of my litter sister. She's flamboyant and adventure loving, I hope to have a little one like her in the future.
// Arlot:
//UPDATE: May 29//
Perhaps I was too eager to judge the Alpha Male... He revealed to me today that he has been going though a rough time and hasn't been himself lately. I can relate to this... And I can see how some of our misunderstanding could have stemmed from my behavior as well. At times, I have even been unable to recongnize myself and the behavior I portrayed. I understand and forgive him for his past behavior, as he as forgiven me for mine, and perhaps we can get though our rough times together.
//Corbin:
He is a very respecitable wolf, as far as I can see. He has agreed to aid me on my quest to continue my teachings as a warrior or warden. I am excited to be his pupil.
// Enyo:
Enyo is a scout as I am. She is very kind and seems to have an intrest in Corbin. I can see us getting along very well together.
// (WIP):
The morning was just as any perfect morning should be. The orange and pink rays of the sun rose bright and beautiful over a lush horizion, filled with trees, grasses, a great range of songbirds all keeping the scene heavenly. A wolf pack lived on the edge of this beautiful vally, sandwitched between a peak and the great steep wall of a looming mountian. The pack was more than that, it was a loving, thriving community based on peace, order, and respect. This season was birthing season, and many of the females were giving life to many young, healthy members. It was this very day, one year ago exactly, that Alistair had been born.
Alistair's Sister was one of the frequent Greys that were born this season, her bright blue eyes gowing brightly as she cooed and whimpered. The parents of this gleeful male and beautiful pup were two very respected Hunters and Trackers within the pack, exceptionally good at what they do and the Alpha's first choice whenever there was a serious emergency. These two proud parents had just named their little daughter after her late Grandmother when suddenly, a great sound echoed though the basin and between the walls as though a human weapon had detonated. At first the sound startled the pack, rooting them to the spot in fear. The entirity of the lupines within the basin fell silent as the sound dissapeared behind the mountians, only to make way for a louder explosion, and then... Awful smoke could be seen covering the sky and drenching the land in an evil shadow of ash and smoke, the Hellish gowing-red blood of the earth began to spurt from the top of the mountian above as the pack began to panic.
Howls of fear along with, parents worriedly gathering their newborns, and males hurriedly helping their pregnant mates up to escape, filled the air and littered the grounds. Alistair feared for the lives of his imedate family as he watched with awe as the glowing blood began to run down the side of the tallest mountian. His father grabbed up Alistair's baby sister and passed her to his mother, sternly instructing her to take them to safety while he kept order within the pack to ensure everyone's safe departure. His mother agreed, but as soon as she did so another deafening explosion rang though, and this time, half of the mountian seemed to have been jarred loose. As the Peice of volcanic rock began tumbling it began to break off, eventually turning into an avalanching pile of soot and ash, falling faster than any wolf could run.
Fearfully and all at once, everyone began to run away from the impending doom. Alistair, being the fastest in the pack, had cleared the others with ease and been able to climb a very steep incline before many of them had even gotten out of the camp. Once at the top he called desprately for his family to hurry, for the large plume was gaining, but before his mother, sister and father could reach the incline the soot enveloped them along with the rest of the others. Alistair braced, curling in a tight ball as the plume got to his incline until he realized the plume was too short to reach him at the top. He quickly uncurled and began to look desprately for his family among the soot, dust and ash but he couldn't find any sign of life at all.
The horrific event was over almost as soon as it began, and once the soot was still, Alistair jumped into the now compacted soot to find his family. He dug with viligance, determination and was fuled with a fear that was strong enough to make one mad. Tears fell from the young Gray's emerald eyes as the soot and ash that was kicked up and dug out stained his muzzle and paws. He called endlessly for his parents, for his sister... all the while not being able to keep their beautiful images out of his head along with the fact he dared not accept... that he would never see them again.
Alistair searched endlessly for days, maybe even weeks until, finally, he just stopped. His mind was filled with sorrow, and grief, and after so many days no more tears would come. Slowly, the young gray found that he was now as alone as any wolf could ever be... and so he set off to find company, structure, a life of some kind that he could be happy with. But he would never truely be happy, not after this, and he knew that he could never smile again. Never.
~END~
~~ALISTAIR'S INFO~~
Basics
// Gender: Male
// Member of the: Zephywillow Pack
// Rank: Scout - (Training to be Warden)
// Age: Adolescent (1.5 years)
// Size: Tall for his age, but slim
// Pelt: Average grey wolf with dark ash stains on his legs and muzzle.
// Eyes: Green/Emerald
// Sexual Orientation: Straight
// Mate: Maenhria
// All heritage dead as of: 10 Months ago
// Scent: Burning Ash
Skills
// Excells as a runner/sprinter/swimmer. Very quick and agile.
// Intelligent
// Hunting and Tracking taught to him by his parents.
// In training to be a good fighter.
Persona
// Afraid of being alone
// Rarely smiles (Usually will only be seen smiling around his mate and pups)
// Reserved
// Dark mindset
// Strong willed
// Confident
// Loyal to only those who he feels deserves his loyalty
// Protective of his loved ones
Relationships (In Alistair's POV)
// Maenhria:
//UPDATE: May 28//
Mae and I had a heart to heart, and I believe it is only fair that soon I reveal to her my past. She is proving to be the loyal, loving wolf I thought she was. I would die if it ment she lived on. She will be safe for as long as I live, I will protect her with my life; This I vow. I am now proud to call her my future mate, and am anxious for the day we can start a family together.
// Kaimana:
Arlot's little pup Kai is a beautiful little one. She reminds me so much of my litter sister. She's flamboyant and adventure loving, I hope to have a little one like her in the future.
// Arlot:
//UPDATE: May 29//
Perhaps I was too eager to judge the Alpha Male... He revealed to me today that he has been going though a rough time and hasn't been himself lately. I can relate to this... And I can see how some of our misunderstanding could have stemmed from my behavior as well. At times, I have even been unable to recongnize myself and the behavior I portrayed. I understand and forgive him for his past behavior, as he as forgiven me for mine, and perhaps we can get though our rough times together.
//Corbin:
He is a very respecitable wolf, as far as I can see. He has agreed to aid me on my quest to continue my teachings as a warrior or warden. I am excited to be his pupil.
// Enyo:
Enyo is a scout as I am. She is very kind and seems to have an intrest in Corbin. I can see us getting along very well together.
// (WIP):
*scrolling through history* If any of you are planning on starting it back up, please let me know! I may be able to re-join after my camp. It ends this week.