Z'mey pushed himself to his feet with a sigh, shaking out his pelt and folding his wings against his back. He gazed down at his packs small valley, standing atop a small hill, the breeze ruffling his fur.
A small, crystal clear river snaked through the edge of the valley, and trees created a dense forest farther back, perfect for hunting. Deer, elk, and moose migrated this way in the winter, just a small ways over, into the more rocky areas.
Anyone looking on could tell he was still young, but not how heart heavy he was. He had seen and undergone things no wolf should have had to. He had traveled far and wide to create this pack and protect it, and would let nothing harm it.
He started padding down the valley, towards his pack members, who greeted him with smiles and tail wags. He nodded back, searching out someone... He didn't quite know who. Even though he was aged some, he had not taken a mate. He decided in that moment, he would and soon. If only someone stuck out...
Sighing, he lifted his head in a howl. "Let us hunt, together!" he howled, and howls rose with him in a cheer. He bounded towards the rocks, and his pack streamed after him, each one unique, and a power of their own.
A small, crystal clear river snaked through the edge of the valley, and trees created a dense forest farther back, perfect for hunting. Deer, elk, and moose migrated this way in the winter, just a small ways over, into the more rocky areas.
Anyone looking on could tell he was still young, but not how heart heavy he was. He had seen and undergone things no wolf should have had to. He had traveled far and wide to create this pack and protect it, and would let nothing harm it.
He started padding down the valley, towards his pack members, who greeted him with smiles and tail wags. He nodded back, searching out someone... He didn't quite know who. Even though he was aged some, he had not taken a mate. He decided in that moment, he would and soon. If only someone stuck out...
Sighing, he lifted his head in a howl. "Let us hunt, together!" he howled, and howls rose with him in a cheer. He bounded towards the rocks, and his pack streamed after him, each one unique, and a power of their own.
Perhaps you grew up in an animal testing lab, and escaped. Perhaps you even lived in the same facility as your new leader, released when the public got wind of what was happening to these dogs.
Perhaps you were in a pack, and discovered you were special in this way... Perhaps you were thrown out, or they became scared of you, and you left on your own.
Perhaps... Perhaps... Perhaps...
Traveling, you found this place by chance, or you were found by them. Either way, you e decide to stay. You're not a freak here, and as long as you don't use these powers to hurt other wolves, and use it not to harm the land, you're accepted and welcome.
Use your powers to harm, and you become Fellahin... It is a cursed word here, the fellahin pack is vicious and cruel... But we'll leave that to the other side of the mountain, shall we?
|| ... The fellahin pack will become involved eventually, I have something planned. Don't ask to play wolves from that pack, or have your wolves come from that pack. I will decide and ask who I choose worthy of playing those wolves when the time comes.
