[Nightstar^..^]

Name: MALACHI
Meaning: 'my messenger'
I remember she used to call me her messenger when I brought her news of my pack.
And then she would pounce at me in her playful way.
Must wolves be so strange?
Gender: Male

The twisted tale of a twisted pup
As a scout I would always find the most unlikely things: Beautiful jewels of strange fashion, glades of the forest where no paw had trodden, and vast expanses of meadow. Mother had always told me that if I want a change, seek out a meadow and there you will find it. It was one of those days. I was travelling through the forest towards the meadow when it came. The grey-pelted beast bolted at me, snarling with its jaws wide. It is in those moments you feel your paws tremble, but you cannot move quick enough before CRASH! You hit the ground.
It stopped to face me.
"Sorry there mister" The she-wolf spoke.
What?! Sorry?! Is this her way of feeling better before she kills her prey? Is this-
"Here, let me help you up" She nudged me to my paws.
"You're not much of a talker, are you?" Her brown eyes glistened in the sun, a gentle look I'd never seen nor expect from a creature so fearsome.
"I- I er..." I stammered. Pull yourself together! Get out of here, now!
I ran.
It was snowfall before I saw her next. This time I would be the one to approach her, and I would bring her something too.
"A thank-you" I spoke, my voice muffled by the white hare I held in my jaws for her. I dropped my head down and pushed the creature towards her with my nose. She leaped up on joy, and crouched in that strange way wolves do when they're excited, before she bowled me over.
"Squirt! I didn't think you lasted this long!" She beamed, I pulled myself back up. Must wolves be so strange?
"Heh, yeah... I've been busy" I said. My paws started tingling as if willing me to run. I gave in. "Sorry, but I'm busy now too."
I leaped to my paws to leave, only to stop by the bushes. She looked so gentle there in the soft snow, her eyes saddened, lonely. Ugh, fine I'll go back.
I did go back. We shared the hare and spoke of our lives the past few sunsets. She wasn't too bad. Ok, that's me being stubborn. She was great! We soon parted ways but I knew we would bump into each other again.
Then the pup was born. "This pup is the twisted offspring of dawn and dusk, dispose of it!" I was commanded by my pack.
Dispose of it?! I saw the mother weep for her pup as I leaned down to pick it up. I nodded. It was wrong, unnatural!
Innocent.
Lonely.
I bolted off into the forest, my intentions unknown to my pack. I knew what I was doing was against our customs however, I couldn't let this pup die.
I searched for her. The brown-eyed wolf with the soft smile. No other pack would accept the misfortuned pup.
My heart leaped with joy. There, standing in the forest where we had crossed paths many moons before, stood a wolf.
I charged towards it.
And then came another.
I stopped, and they looked down upon me in arrogant splendour.
"Where are you off to, weasel?" One snarled, circling me.
"And pup" The other snapped her jaws near the pup, who squealed in fright. She laughed. "Aw did I scare you, hm? Poor baby, so far from home."
They caught eyes, taking pleasure in their torment, and I gently lowered the pup. I looked at them fuelled by determination. I made a bargain- One I would surely regret.
"Please, let me leave so I-" I began.
"Leave?! Why ever would we let you do that?" She snarled.
"Maybe he's busy" He licked his jaws, displaying an array of teeth any wise Xholi would run straight away from.
"I will do whatever you want, just let me take this pup home" I pleaded. Where was home for this pup? I wasn't even sure I knew.
"Whatever we want?" She looked to her mate. "Whatever we want..."
"Well, weasel. We might have a deal" He sniffed me. So rude. "You smell like... Rabbit... How about this, weasel. You catch our prey for us, and we'll let you and your pup go."
They began circling me again.
"And if..."
"You try to run"
"We'll follow your scent"
"Right back to your home"
"To your pup"
"And take what's ours" They chanted together.
"Deal?" She asked. How stupid could I be? If the pack finds out I've been taking prey to wolves, or I lead wolves there, I'll be exiled! If they find out about the pup it could be even worse! But... But there are no other options, so I took the chance.
"Yes"
The aftermath:
It has been one sunrise since our encounter. It was the first sunrise I had witnessed in moons. I cannot go out scouting today. I am so very tired. I gave the wolves their first bit of prey, but I just couldn't sleep. What if they come for me? For us? Or... the pup? Yes, the pup! I had delivered it safely to my friend, and she agreed to care for it. She assured me it will be safe, but she had to leave. Her pack was the one I had met, the one she was running from.
The twisted pup had found home with another exile, and all I can do now is hope. Hope that in the aftermath that they are safe.
Good luck.
The three of us will need it.

[Robyn Hode.]

Name:
Meaning:
Gender:
Story:

wipo

[wingz.]

Name:
Meaning:
Gender:
Story:

[Goosecheese]

"My name is Spijt, it means regret in dutch, a name that would cause me grief as i grew into a young adult."

name;;
Spijt

gender identity;;
Male

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Stinging Memories;;

As a scout i have to be prepared for my job at any moment and as per usual those above me, whom are almost always paranoid, sent me and the other scouts out late at night. We stayed in a pack as we searched however i straggled behind to take in the world at night. Most scouts have a tendency to skim over things visually, however i am more perceptive in this manor, a quality that annoys most of my brethren.

We heard a yelp in the distance as we drew closer to the territory border, all of us shot out as if struck by a bolt of lightning toward the sound. The grass was thick and wet which added to the intense heat, beads of sweat clung to our fur as we followed the sound. None of us knew what we were expecting to find, we were trained to hear a noise and follow it, and that is exactly what we did.

Eventually we found the source of the noise, a small pup no more than a few months old sat there whimpering. By the coloring and gems we could tell that they were of the other xholi's and thus was not our problem. The others sneered and walked away even one spit on the pup, I cant believe i must work with such goddamned mongrels. As per usual in any scouting mission i strayed behind, the pup looked up at me in fear of what i would do for based on the actions by the previous scouts it was preparing itself for the worst.

I drew closer and blew on the pups head, a sign of comfort and safety, its body wiggled and its head drew up to look at me. Their eyes were a dark color that reflected the night sky, they consumed me for minutes until the pup whimpered once more to break my concentration. I licked its cold soft head and picked them up by the scruff, god knows what i was doing right then but i couldn't stop myself. I walked softly in the beginning then started to run so i would not be left behind, i could feel my jaw bouncing along with the pups heavy weighted body.

I reached the large crowd of scouts who had stopped to wait for me, they looked up and down my body until their eye reached my face in a look of disgust. The front few stepped forward and the back walked around me creating a large circle, the pup whimpered and i could feel my jaw trembling. What was I to do, it was right to save a pups life, wasn't it? I told them i was heading to bring it to its family, they all sneered at me with more disgust than before. They told me that the only way they would let me do that without being trampled by them was to break the pups 1st gem. They told me it was to be an eir of a high ranking and they wanted the pup to be weak in order to weaken the others. Its fragile head looked even softer than before as i leaned over to do the deed. Why was i so afraid of them, i should have stood up for the babe, but what was i to do?

The shards felt like bullets against my front paw as a smashed it down on the gem in which moments ago laid atop the pups tail. The funny thing is that the physical pain was easy to bare but the emotional pain took a whole knew tole on my heart.

That night i explained to the pups parents that the gem had been smashed by another animal before i reached them. As i left the pup it glanced at me, a look of confusion and hatred boiled in their once starlit eyes. I ducked away into the nights shadow and never looked back, though this was many years ago i still cannot bare to think the damage i have done to that xholi's life. I am a disgrace.

[chimique,]

Name: Yūkan'na ichi
Meaning: brave one
Gender: female
Story: I am very sorry master. please let me back in the clan! I pleaded. I had only gone and broken the simplest but most vital rule. I bonded with someone from another clan. I remember that he was so nice and so caring to me, I couldn't help but have feelings for him. I felt like he was the little spark in my monochrome world. I was low down in the pack, like a servant, but he assured me I was special, different. then he got caught. it was one night and the pup sat at my feet ,my mate sat beside me. suddenly more xholi's came. the attacked us with our powers, I tried to protect him but the powers where too strong. suddenly, everything went black.that day, my soul mate left this world. when I awoke I did not see his body, only a cracked jewel , it lay on the grass , I knew it was his because it has the crack that looks like glasses on it. I knew if they had taken out his jewel, he was most definitely dead. or so I thought. at dawn I awoke, In camp. I was tied to a tree and made to beg, only to be thrown out of the clan for good. you see I am very sensitive and very close in this clan. I cried for nights, not only for the loss of my mate, but for my clan. then I realised I had not seen the pup. the pup had his jewel and it was not out, so he may of ran away. thinking this is quickly darted into the woods. a small body lay on the ground I sank to the ground and sobbed. almost appearing out of thin air ,two wolves arrived. they were like no other I had seen before. their fur was bone white, their eyes blood red and their claws dark navy blue with black swirls. they paced in a circle around me, somehow I knew that I would lose something from this encounter, but I knew not what it was yet. one whispered, his voice husky and cruel "so... looks like you're pretty fond of this pup here, hmm?" he smiled cruelly, his long white teeth sharp, like razors. "y-yes... very." I replied, my voice was low and soft but obviously meaningful. the wolf raised his hackles and hissed "I can make him live again, but I have one simple rule you have to follow." I widened my eyes but nodded in agreement. "give me your powers" he growled. I sobbed a bit but nodded weakly. I knew right then and there that I would regret it. I watched helplessly as my gem grew dull and they gained one. "now do your side of the deal." I grumbled. then everything went black once more. I woke up in a cage "there. the pups alive. you can see him through this." he handed me a small device that looked like a cross between a television and binoculars." but you are staying here forever. we need you for your powers" he whispered. and I have stayed there ever since.

[ibolya]

Name:
Meaning:
Gender:
Story:


res

[nymx]

Name:
Proditor
(She doesn't like her name)

Meaning:
meaning Traitor in French

Gender:
Female

Story:
[ Forbidden love, make a pup, makes a ‘deal’ that she betrays her ‘mate’ and the other wolf to keep the pup safe, [pack hunting for Proditor, ]]

(I hope its okay if I can put the comic in the form)

[slowlymoresleepless]

Name: Credente (kreh-den-teh)

Gender: Female

Meaning: Italian for the word "believer."

Personality: She is very shy, soft-spoken and can be clumsy at times. She doesn't tend to go against the rules ever and never tempts fate. She doesn't argue with what she's told to do but that doesn't mean she always agrees with it.

Story:

It was storming that night.
~
I had been taught to follow orders without arguing. I knew that if I didn't I would not be treated kindly. They were filthy mongrels who didn't understand the worth of life, and yet I still did what they asked. These creatures that had raised me were unforgiving and ruthless and I was not one of them.
~
Just because you do bad things doesn't mean you're a bad person.
~
I think the oldest memory that I had was when I first met the leader of their pack. He was large, dark, terrifying... yet he looked at me curiously. I was just a pup. Too young to know who I was or what was happening. I was never shown kindness but I somehow understood what it was. These beings, wolves, that had stolen me from a safe haven didn't care about me, they just wanted my power. I realised later that they wanted me to serve as a weapon against my kind, but without a teacher to show me I never learned how to use my gifts. I was worthless to them. I was used for errands and tasks that were too small to be considered important. I could only do things that matched my worth.
~
The rest of the pack always treated me as a toy. They would make fun of me and treat me with contempt. I was beneath the lowest in the pack, so far that I could barely be considered part of it. I was too benevolent for them. Their ironic joke of giving me such a royal sounding name made me the laughing stock of the entire forest. They cackled at how I tried so hard to keep my fur clean. They called me weak. They despised me.
~
I was a flower in a field of weeds.
~
The job they gave me was just another ironic joke to them. Making me do something so horrifyingly low was just hilarious. One of the wolves had recently given birth to a litter of pups. The runt still hadn't opened his eyes. They said it wouldn't stand a chance living if it ever did. They told me to dispose of it. For me to kill something that was weaker than I was would make them laugh for days. Seeing me break down and cry would make them lose their heads. They said I should throw it in the river. It had been a rainy season so far and the current would batter it's tiny, helpless body before drowning it. The sky was starting to be cloudy and it was getting darker out. I took the pup to the river like they asked.
~
Why does it always rain when things go wrong?
~
I stopped. The rain was starting to pour down and my pelt was soaked. The pup wiggled between my teeth as I stared at the rushing water. I couldn't do it. I felt sympathy for the it. Being called weak for the short amount of time it had been alive. It had been given up on, they didn't believe in him. They didn't believe in me. I felt the anger rise up in my chest. I was done being the slave they had forced me to be. I wasn't going to kill this pup when it had an entire life ahead of it. Instead, I ran.
~
Years ago, when I was still young, the leader of our pack had taken me to the place I had been born. It was where I should have lived, where my family had wanted me to grow up, where I should have spent my days being treated with kindness and care. Where they were like me. They kept their coats clean and treated each other with respect. I wanted to stay there forever, but the wolf leader wanted them to pay to get me back. He wanted them to be indebted to him and I was the key to getting what he wanted. But the Xholi leader refused. He demanded that they got me back without pay. We left that day and I had never seen that amazing place again. They never came for me. They didn't care for me as I had hoped, but I still believed in them. That place was better, they could let this pup live. I trusted their way of life to care for him. He could be given the world I wish I could have.
~
It took me hours to find their camp. I snuck around quietly still holding the pup in my mouth. The rain would mask my scent enough that they wouldn't be able to follow my trail back home. I left him safely tucked in the nursery where they could find him. They would know that he was being given to them to take care of. I paused before leaving. I could stay here. I could make my way back to how I should have lived and be treated with respect. I could have had my dream come true, but it just couldn't happen. If I had stayed the wolves would have come looking for me. They would come and raid the Xholi camp just to punish me and show their dominance over me. I couldn't risk the safety of all the innocent beings that were here for my selfish dream. I lived with the wolves. I was lucky I was still alive.
~
I made my way back quickly. I would get in trouble for being gone so long. When I arrived the wolves were all arguing about me, where I had gone and what to do about it. I cautiously stepped up to the group and they all turned to face me with anger in their eyes. They asked where I had been. I didn't reply. They asked why I had taken so long to do such a simple task. I was still quiet. I had made a deal with fate so that pup could live out what I had always wanted and he may never know of the sacrifice I took to save him, but I would not be torn down now. They finally stopped badgering me with questions and one of them asked me, in the midst of the rain and their silence, was the pup dead?

"Yes."

[Ill]

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
╔══════════════════════════════════════╗
Name:
Charity
Meaning:
Latin for giving, benevolent goodwill and love
Gender:
Female
Story:
"He'll be killed!" The mother snapped at me, a look of anger and pleading in her eyes. Oh, dear me, how did I end up in such a situation? The father turned to me looking more pleading than angry, though a negative emotion hid in his eyes. "Charity, you can't tell anyone about this." He ordered, though it didn't seem like it; he looked to frightened, to pleading. I could see how much the two were hurting; the mother a loner, and the father a pack's beta, their forbidden pup at the mother's front paws. I never would've known had I not been sent to check over my pack's territory. Oh, I knew I had to do something! Backing away from my thoughts for a moment, I nodded to the father. Then, however, I got an idea. I did not wish for either to get in trouble if anyone were to learn of the pup. "Let me have the pup." I suddenly managed to say. The parents looked up in surprise at me. "Neither of you would get in trouble, and your pup would be safe." I continued to explain. The two wolves fell silent. "You would take the risk?" The mother asked in surprise. Before I could reply, she began to speak once more, sounding angry, though I knew she really wasn't. "If anything, anything at all happens to our pup, we will never forgive you!" The father joined in on the "angry-happy" scolding. "You must protect the pup with your life, die for him if it means he's safe." He growled. "He is a special pup, who carries the bloodlines of opposing sides. Do not fail us, Charity, or you will pay." Both snarled in unison, forcing me to make sure their pup would always be safe. Tears flowed from my eyes, thinking of what I had just done, and what was going to come when I claimed the pup was mine. "Yes." I managed to whisper before running off to accept the fate I had stolen from the two wolves. Their protection, and the pup's protection, but at the price of my sacrifice.
ღღღ
I needed to protect the dignity of the two wolves. That was my means for claiming the pup as my own. The father was a friend of mine as well. I was confronted for having a pup with the scent of a wolf as soon as I returned with the little one if my jaws. I immediately claimed that he was mine, and that I had somehow "mated" with a loner to produce him. Long story short, I was exiled, chased away from my pack, my clan, everything I knew, all for the protection of the forbidden pup. I took shelter a decent distance away from the territory the clans of Dusk and Dawn had claimed to tend to the wounds I had received. The pup... He was so, so small... So precious... But I hadn't a clue how to properly take care of him. I supposed that I would have to try.
ღღღ
I was doing well, I could tell. Feeding the pup had been a bit of a problem, but I improvised for a while. One day, though, as I came back from hunting, he turned and looked at me with open eyes. "Prohibito Thesaurum.." I whispered as our eyes met. That was his name, which means prohibited or forbidden treasure. If he was as unique as his parents had told me, that is what he truly was. That night, as I lay to rest with the small pup curled up beside me, I looked up at the sky full of stars and mumbled a simple phrase to the moon, hoping his parents would somehow hear. "You have my word. I will protect this pup, even if the task brings me my death. He will be safe with me. I promise."
╚══════════════════════════════════════╝

[Little Fish]

:.: Name :.: Wayfarer
:.: Meaning :.: Travels on foot
:.: Gender :.: Omnigendered
{More feminine}

█
█
█
█
█
█
█
█
█
█
█
█
█
█
█
█
█

:.: Story :.:

"Yes."

That was the final word that would seal my fate, possibly forever. I already felt as if everyone I ever knew was looking down upon me. Being one of the best scouts in the clan, I was always respected highly and looked upon as a 'guardian', so it wasn't too difficult when I talked my savant into letting me become a pup sitter, for hopefully a very short time. It was still a huge let down to everyone above me. It's not as if I had asked for this. I will forever blame my sibling, but not this little pup.

The bargain wasn't to easy to let slide by though...I'm still quite unsatisfied with it. Firstly, my easiest task, chase the wolf den out of the clan territory...it had gotten quite to big and out of hand. Though on my own it was difficult - I did manage. Then my sibling was removed from the clan, I was deemed a pup sitter, though only for my pup, and if the young pups gem color doesn't ever come in I shall take the honor of taking care of the young Xholi until I can't. Also if we become a burden for the clan we shall walk as loners for the rest of our lives. Vagabonds of all things, to be told that was the worst....

A crystal clear gem weeks after the color was to show....a morning walk around the border and I had found them just in time, as well as my new 'destiny'. My sibling had always been a shadow compared to me, though gave pups way more and much faster then I could ever have, good pups at that, haven't even tried for my own litter....anyway, I wasn't about to just sit by and let this happen. That would be an even bigger disgrace if you ask me. I don't care if I have to take care of this lone pup for the rest of my life, maybe be thrown out with it. I have made my regretful decision and I will live it to the fullest of my potential.