[seijuu]

Mark

[Froas]

marking cx

[dandyLION]

Reserve

[agathokakologic]

Marking .u.

[slurm]

Ethan, the pup;;
"Fear is the first thing I remember when I think back to that day, and not much else.
It was a long time ago.
I don't know who my parents are or were, or who brought me into this pack, but I was
saved, saved from terrifying creatures.

I was running, separated from my parent, guardian, pack member? I don't remember.
I tripped and fell, probably trying to leap over something too tall like I always do.. and
the creatures were about to get me.
For the first time in my life I saw powers used, I thought I was being reunited with those
I knew perhaps, but I never got to see. It was a great wall of earth, so perhaps it was my
family or pack.

I heard fighting as I crouched behind that wall, then silence, followed by low, aggressive
speech. The wall fell and someone carried me away. I don't remember anything after that
except that I ended up back in a Dawn Dunia pack and was reluctantly accepted by those
who wielded the same elemental powers as me."

~ ~ ~

The Stranger;;
"My pack, attacked by wolves, my pups lost in the attack. I ran after the
wolves, one pup fell behind, I rushed to save it but it was too late. I was filled with
emotion, but I still had to try to save the second. Still running, still preserving their own
little life.

I caught up to the wolves to see my still living pup trip after glancing over their shoulder.
The wolves ran towards it and I focused all my power on protecting my pup. A great
earthy wall rose from the ground and stopped the wolves in their tracks, but before they
could make a move I screamed at them, getting their attention.

They ran at me, but I fought back, stopping them.

I was in another pack's territory, ready to give my life for a pup who should never have
existed. I knew I was wrong all along, but this pup is innocent of my mistakes, and I will
make sure that I will do all I can to not let it share it's sibling's fate.

I made a bargain, me for my pup. They agreed.
I would be much more useful for them, whether they killed me or enslaved me. They
watched from a distance as I carried my young pup back to the pack, howled, made
a create pillar of earth, and then turned tail and ran, leaving him there, confident
that he would be found.

Though none would know this pup, or how it came to be, I simply hope that it is accepted
by my pack... my former pack.

The wolves closed in on me and I was taken away."

. . .
Name___________

• Ethan

Meaning_________

• Enduring
• Long-lived

Gender__________

• Male

Personality_______

Positive

• Agreeable
• Enduring
• Humorous
• Modest
• Valiant
• Youthful
  
  Neutral
• Distrait
• Dreamy
• Self-critical
• Zealous
  
  Negative
• Amateurish
• Fickle
• Foolish
  Impetuous
  Intrusive

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Rough Schedule;;
4:00- 4:30 am - Eat
5:00 - 7:00 am - Patrol borders
7:00 - 8:00 am - Chase aggressive wildlife out of territory
8:00 - 8:30 am Report back to pack, Eat
8:30 - 12:00 pm - Serving pack in any needed ways
12:30 - 9:00 pm - Sleep
9:00 pm - 12:00 am - Socializing, attempting to find a mate
12:00 - 2:00 am - Patrol borders
2:00 - 4:00 am - Free time, nap

shut up Ethan you aren't funny

Art___________

• By rubykittu [X][X]
• By me [X][X][X]

[MissDipp]

Name:
Zimzelen
Meaning:
Evergreen in Croatian
Gender:
Female
Story:

Gazes always seemed to averted, no one ever looked me in the eyes. I always felt shunned. I knew there was nothing wrong with me. Never once have I broke the rules, in my own personal opinion I was a fairly good scout. I took my job and turned it into my pride, I lived for my clan, worked for my clan, and would even die for it if the time called for it. There was nothing that meant more to be then my clan. Not even speaking out, I’ve always been silent. The quiet one whom never really had much of an opinion. I sleep, eat, patrol do my duty, redo.

But everything changed the day my closest friend came to me, begging me for help.


Thick paws padded over soaked ground. The small chirps of a newly born pup rang through the air. Luckily the mixture of rain, thunder, and lightening covered the sounds. Cutting them off before they could reach anyone else. Hurried pants pushed out of her own muzzle, she couldn’t go fast enough. Reaching the designated spot not a second too late, a tiny pup nor more than a day or so old laid on a mud covered shawl. The pup squirmed around not strong enough to even lift itself, it calls for help slowly weakening along with the rest of it’s body. Her entire body was stuck in a stand still, just staring. She’d never been this near a pup sense she was a young one herself. And this one was special, no gems marked its tiny body. Only light pastel purples and swirls of orange even a spot a clear white near its hindquarters. The pup was truly a beauty, everyone knew that if a pup was born with no gem it would banished to live alone. Survive alone, and take on the wild with slim to no chances to survive. She simply didn’t have it in her to allow the pup such a short life. She had lifted the rather underweight pup up by the scruff. Scampering off into the wooded area to the north. Just the other day a scout had reported a wild group of wolves wandering the woods, if she ran fast enough maybe she could catch up to them. Beg them to take one in even though it’s not their own.

What seemed like hours later a streak luck finally hit, her nose twisted up the smell of wolves burned her nostrils. Miles of paw prints followed behind her. Mud was slung all the way up to her shoulder blades…….

"I knew what I was doing was against customs
However
I CANNOT let this pup die"
A large heavy built body slammed against her, sending the small pup soaring through the air before she could run up and snag him. Turning around she faced large yellow glowing eyes. It was a wolf. Staring straight at the large beastly eyes before laying the pup on the ground pushing it towards the large canine.

"I made a bargain
-
One I’d surely regret
But there are no other options so I took the chance"

As if understanding the large mouth of the wolf opened, gently scooping up the pup before walking away. Like he said yes without any words before disappearing into the woods.

[pep]

name saoirse
meaning "liberty" in irish
gender female [she/her]
story wip

[Atheon]

➸ I don't want you to save me. I want you to stand by my side and watch me save myself.

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Name: Aslan

Meaning: Lion

Gender: Male

Story: (Aslan's POV)
I was sent on a mission to go find some food for my tribe... but the thing is.. I hear strange howling. What is that? I ask myself before hesitantly trotting over to investigate. I soon find out that with my senses, that howling came from a young Xholi pup. I knew no one in my pack would let me take it in. They wouldn't like my tragic decision. Not caring about that, I picked up the poor, lonely pup in my jaws and have a paranoid feeling of someone watching and judging me as I raced back to my pack. This pup was hopeless without anyone, so why would I abandon it? As soon as I got back to my home, everyone stared at me. Giving me death stares and funny looks. "Why is that strange pup here?" Someone asked. And from that moment on, I knew they wouldn't accept me anymore. They'd think I was a worthless coward.

Somehow, they let me keep the pup. Only if I took care of it. That pup had quite the shy and scared spirit, but I still played with him. I was basically the only one it trusted. We were good friends, always play fighting and we shared food, too. That poor pup I rescued came to be a fun and shy little guy. It wouldn't talk to any of the other Xholis, unless I told the pup it was ok to talk to someone. As soon as he was ready to become an apprentice, I almost felt a deep pain in my whole body. He'd have to go without me into the real world. I was afraid for the poor thing. It was my best friend and I didn't want to let them go. As I watched them come out of their shell, I became proud of it. I still hung out with them, and we really liked eachother.

History: "You know...I never really liked talking about my history and past. But okay." After being involved in a little chat with Aslan, you asked about his history. You're lucky.. he usually doesn't talk about stuff like that. He continues to speak, "But I was born as a normal pup in the pack. Although... no one really came to visit me, you know. My parents, however, did care about me. I think, at least. I only had one friend at that time. That was my mom. She always looked after me while my father was always on duty, doing something like hunting or ordering the other Xholis around. That being said, my father had little time to spend with me. I grew up like that, my mother taking care of me most of the time I was young. So like anyone, I grew up. I didn't like growing up, since other Xholis tended to push me around and I had more responsibilities. But, I did have one more friend. They were quite nice, until sadly, a few foxes roamed into our camp and happened to catch my old friend off guard and well, they were engaged in a fight. That said friend unfortunately died from bleeding too much, but let's move on. Right... so I was kind of pushed around... but my mother always protected me. My father? He was caught in a trap while hunting and I never saw him again. I chose to be a scout just like my mother. But what I didn't realize that it was a hard job. As a yearling, I would always have trouble since that wasn't my best skill at that time. However, I still kept my scouting career. I was working hard to impress all the other Xholis that teased me. That being said, I did become better, and I did impress only a very few of the other scouts. I kept on growing, and well, I found myself in a deep, dark state of despair for a short while. I always ignored it, but that's where I gained some of my untrustworthiness, I guess. I soon got out of that state as soon as I can.. and well, the next thing you know, I become a full member of the pack. Some Xholis still push me around, but that's okay. Anyways, I think my story is over. I think I have to go on scout duty now. Talk to you soon!" Aslan trots out of the den, catching up to the rest of the few Xholis he's supposed to go patrolling with.

Theme Songs: Rubik's Cube - Athlete Louder Than Thunder - The Devil Wears Prada

[reilly]

res res res
-She gave birth to a pup who had a weird element mutation (idk what yet)
-Was sent to dispose of pup
-Couldn't bring herself to kill / or abandon the pup
-Brought it to some wolves she knew lived relatively close to the Xholi Clans
-Asked them to take care of the pup + raise it as a wolf (not knowing of Xholi, not allowing it to use magic, etc.)
-In turn the wolves asked her to give up her magic power as well as her voice
-They have some kind of soul bond set up to make sure she doesn't break her vow
-She still has magic and a voice and is technically capable of using them (but doesn't)
-But like if she ever talks or uses magic the pup (who is now grown) will die instantly
-She's p much a mute, magicless loner within her pack and clan

let me know if any of my ideas break canon or if my story is too similar to someone else's or anything!! I don't want to do that. ^^'

[suds]

warning, abandonment, blood, annnd violence?? also self hate/harm?
ᴜsᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ lose it. xxxxxxxx ɴᴀᴍᴇ ilunga xxxxxxxx ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ someone ready to forgive any abuse
for the first time, tolerate it for the second, but never the third.

sᴏɴɢ black sun xxxxxxxx ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ death cab for cutie xxxxxxxx ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ cismale

ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ

"you wouldnt understand," he whispered, chest heaving as dangerous, sweet dark thoughts
went through his head like lightning. "how it feels to be abandoned, to be disposed
like youre worthless trash," whispering, he stepped closer to the bloody corpse
of the other. ilunga licked his maroon-stained lips, pupils thin as paper, "complete
garbage that no one wants. no one wants that smelly, putrid, crap." the pup watched,
ears perked as he leaned dangerously close to the nearly dead xholi's neck, "you certainly
wouldnt want it, would you?" the faintest shaking of their head was enough to make him
snap. "hated by your mother, your father, your siblings. they looked at me with such
disgust you wouldve puked. they didnt want me. didnt want an ugly stupid pup. i had
no friends growing up. alone in the big, bad world," he sneered, cocking his head to the
side. "that child in the corner over there, is going to live to have the best life, not wasting
it here like you scumbags." scoffing, ilunga landed a harsh blow to their skull, watching
the life drain out. adrenaline shot through him, as he looked over his shoulder he snatched
the pup's scruff and took off, ignoring its whimpers of protest.

ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

his legs felt weak, breathing shallow. the pup had been trotting along side him, yipping
questions that made ilunga's head hurt. but he answered them anyways, a small smile on his
face when the pup would be awed at something he said. the sun was going down, and with
it the pups energy. he stopped by a rocky terrain, slowly making a den big enough for both
of them. with the pup nestled inside, sleeping on its side, ilunga quietly left, running to a
place he did not know. panting, tears dripped down his face, he clenched his eyes shut,
whining softly. he took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. it did not work. he let
out a soft "huff," looking up at the sky. he clawed at himself, sobbing, tearing off skin and
running into large rocks, getting scratches on his snout and forehead. he slumped down,
laying on his side, a mangy, dirty, mess. "i hate it," he breathed, dull baby blue eyes
looking at himself. inhumane sounds gurgled up his throat, spilling out as he sobbed,
"i hate it." nearby the pup watched from behind a boulder, it had awakened from
hearing his cries. whining softly, too soft for ilungas own good, it shuffled back,
returning to the den, ears down and tail low.

ᴄᴏᴘɪɴɢ

"where are we going?" the pup asked, his head barely poking over the tall flowers that
brushed against the older xholis legs. "mm, anywhere," he answered, looking down at the
pup with a small smile. "oh," it murmured, bouncing up and down to look ahead of them.
he crushed the flowers down, making a small clearing for him to lay in. flopping down
on his side, he sighed happily, loving the feeling of the sun on his fur. with the healed
scratches he looked very tired, and the pup knew. hopping around and chasing bees,
the pup barked with wide eyes filled with awe. it looked over its shoulder at ilunga,
grinning as it pounced on him, causing a small "oof!" the pup smiled, yipping as
he nipped playfully at the pups ear, playfully rolling over. the pup bit his neck,
growling. he dismissed it as puppy-play, getting up and jumping side to side
while yapping. the pup grabbed a handful of flowers in his mouth, ripping
them out and snarling, eyes wild. he took a step back, mouth curled
down in a frown, he laid back down, watching the pup as it tore up
more flora, a devilish look on its face. ilunga is terrified.