Congrats! I probably didn't win because my story's pretty crappy. But there is another wolf with a mask who I have found myself falling in love with.
Kennel: P27
Section: Common Creatures
Name:Xenia (ZAYN-yah)
(ξενία, xenía)
~Greek, meaning "hospitable"Nicknames:"Sassafras" - Came about because of her love of the sassafras tree.
Gender: Female
Breed: Arctic Wolf / Gray Wolf Mix
Age: 4 Years
Why do you want this animal?&What will you do for this animal?:I would like to adopt Xenia "Sassafras" because she is a very gorgeous character. She will have a nice contrast with a character I have,
Meridian, because Sassafras's design is very similar to Meridian's, but I plan to make her have an opposite personality. I would order lots of art for Sassafras, and she will be one of my favorite characters. Since I didn't win Lady Frost, I have found myself drawn to Sassafras more and more, and it seems that every time I look at her, I like her even more.
Personality:~
hospitality (n.) - the friendly and generous reception and entertainment of guests, visitors, or strangers.~
Xenia is an extremely kindly wolf, and she is quite hospitable to travelers who pass by her den. If they need shelter, food, or a place to sleep, Xenia will be there to help them. She'll support them for as long as she can, and is respected in her forest for this.
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helpful (adj.) - giving or ready to give help~
Xenia is one of the most giving and kind animals in the woods. If anyone is stuck on absolutely anything, Xenia will always be there to help. She's quite adept at it, too, and is often called on just to do work, which she willingly will do. She'll always come if anyone needs her.
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enigma (n.) - a person or thing that is mysterious, puzzling, or difficult to understand.~
Xenia has an interesting way of letting people know what she thinks. She won't tell anyone about it up front, she'll drop hints, and she won't tell you if you're right when you have a guess at what she means. Xenia also has two split personalities. With the one she loves, she's completely relaxed, kind, helpful, whatever you think of when you say "nice". But with others, she's a completely different wolf, and will not revert back to her kindly self until she's stopped whatever is in her way. She also has weird ways of going about her work. She never sticks to the normal ways, she'll make up her own ways...which sometimes are a bit odd.
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fierce (adj.) - having or displaying an intense or ferocious aggressiveness~
When Xenia believes in something, she believes in it deeply. When someone threatens her beliefs or way of life, she'll go all out. Her eyes will blaze with a fire most animals didn't know existed, and she will not let up until she has overthrown them, and she's rather reckless too, and will put herself in danger for some things that don't really matter.
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perseverance (n.) - steady persistence in a course of action, a purpose, a state, etc., esp. in spite of difficulties, obstacles, or discouragement.~
Xenia is very perseverant, and she rarely ever gives up. When she needs to do something, she won't say she's done until she believes she's really done. She oftentimes goes way too far, and ends up exhausted, and sometimes even too much. She'll get up the next day, anyway, even if she's not supposed to.
Likes:~Helping others
(Xenia is the most helpful in the forest, and will often just jump in to help, even if help is not wanted, resulting in many injuries due to annoyed animals.)
~Giving Gifts
(Xenia is a very skilled treasure hunter, and she often finds old things buried in the most unusual of places. She'll dig them up and give them to whoever she thinks needs it.)
~Travelling
(Xenia doesn't travel much, but she loves it dearly, even though she thinks she's too busy to go anywhere (which she really isn't). She's only been to the neighboring forests, but her dream is to go to Italy (how she'll get there, nobody knows).)
~Drawing (she's not the best at it, but she says it's fun)
(Xenia often doodles in the dirt, making weird patterns and swirls and things that really don't make any sense.)
~Photography
(Xenia enjoys watching other people take photos, since she just can't really take them herself. She might steal photos if they come out of the camera that produces them right away, but she'll normally just watch.)
~Nature
(One of Xenia's favorite things to do is to just sit out in nature, watching everything go by. She often falls asleep to the twittering of the birds and the gentle breeze on her coat.)
Dislikes:~Enemies
(Xenia has a small amount of enemies, due to her pure heart and beliefs. She really should have more, but she doesn't. She still doesn't like them, though.)
~Unhelpful animals/people
(Even Xenia needs help sometimes, and most animals will come to her need, but the ones that don't Xenia will hold a grudge against, and she'll never forget that grudge.)
~Vain animals/people
(Nobody likes a too-proud animal, Xenia especially. She'll have nothing to do with any of the "rich" class, considering herself instead part of the forest.)
~Having nothing to do
(Because no one likes to be bored, especially Xenia. If she's bored, then everyone else is bored, since Xenia does NOT get bored very easily.)
~Doting Male Wolves
(Xenia has quite a problem with male wolves, but only the ones who try to get her to love them. It isn't known why. She'll only associate with wolves who have no love (as in love love) for her.)
History/Background:The soft feel of the blossoms
from the cherry tree beneath
my fingers.I am a teller of tales, a gatherer.
The light
song of the birds in my
ears.I search for tales across the land.
The wafting aroma of
the approaching storm and
the waving grass,But by far the most amazing is that of the young wolf, Xenia.
wind whistling
across the sweet field.~ Age 0 ~
The young wolf pup opened her eyes for the first time and looked straight into the glare of the sun. She barked pitifully and squirmed in her makeshift nest, closing her eyes tightly. The wolf rolled in her bed of sticks and curled into a ball, making small noises. A certain young puma was padding by at the very moment the young wolf let out an ear-piercing howl. He stopped in his tracks and trotted toward the wolf's den. The pup was sitting up and staring at the puma. Her fur was beautifully colored, and she had strange tattoos on her legs and tail. She fixed him in her unwavering, sorrowful gaze and he took pity on her.
"What's your name, pup?" he asked. The pup barked in confusion. "You don't have one?" The puma watched as the young wolf pawed at his flicking tail and made up his mind. "You're coming with me."
He picked up the pup lightly and placed her gently on his back. He carried her all the way to his den and placed her on the ground.
"I'll call you Xenia," he decided, and pushed her softly into the den.
~Age 1~
Xenia leaped after the puma, her paws crunching the orange leaves at her feet. She took a flying leap and landed on the puma's back.
"Gotcha!" She laughed and rolled onto the ground.
The puma stood up and shook leaves off his pelt. "Excellent job, Xenia." he said. "I think that's enough for today."
"Awww," Xenia frowned. "But I was having so much fun!" She gave the puma her best convincing look.
The puma smiled gently. "Sorry, but no." He padded down the moonlit path of leaves. "Come with me."
Xenia followed him curiously. "Is something wrong?" The puma said nothing and continued down the tunnel of trees. Xenia fell into step behind him and they walked slowly across the forest.
The puma stopped at a pond with the water glowing silver. He put a paw in the liquid and drew circles in the sand on the bottom. "Do you know why I've brought you here?" He looked Xenia straight in the eyes. They were full of curiosity and sorrow, and lower, an understanding.
"Maybe." she said softly. The wolf and puma stared at each other for a few heartbeats. The wolf dipped her head, stood up, and padded into the forest.
~Age Unknown~
Xenia dragged herself across the barren wasteland, hoping to finally reach the other side. She heaved a sigh and collapsed on her belly. She was sure this was it. It was time to accept it. She wouldn't make it out alive. She closed her eyes and memories raced through her head. Playing with her caretaker, helping the first animal she ever met. Tears leaked from Xenia's eyes.
"Excuse me, madam, is everything all right?" Xenia forced her eyes open to meet a startling figure. She tried to focus, but sand blew into her eyes and she yowled in pain. She stumbled backwards blindly, and tripped over something. She gave up, blacking out.
Xenia woke up in a nicely furnished, natural smelling cavern. A large, powerful-looking black panther stood over her. He smiled, a gesture that looked odd on his well-built body. "Welcome, madam, to my humble abode." His eyes twinkled. "My name is Odysseus, may I have the honor as to ask yours?"
Xenia quickly made up a name. "Uh, my name is Sassafras," she said, using her old childhood nickname.
Odysseus nodded. "Excellent, Sassafras, madam. Your wish is my command.:
Xenia's eyes widened. "Why do you call me madam?"
Odysseus recoiled. "You mean you don't know? You are an Arctic Wolf, the royal breed!"
"Wait, royal breed?" Xenia was thoroughly confused. "I don't come from around here. Please explain."
Odysseus shrugged. "There aren't many arctic wolves here. When there is one, it is considered a miracle. Everyone wants to see one. And to serve one is considered amazing!" Xenia nodded even though he had not explained why they were worshipped here. "Come with me!" The panther led Xenia through his "humble abode".
"This place is gigantic," Xenia commented. "It's really nice here."
Odysseus turned, shock in his eyes. "Surely it must be tiny compared to your home."
Xenia shook her head. "I don't have a home."
Odysseus said no more, obviously shocked. The panther and wolf walked quite a distance until they finally emerged into a large clearing, packed with many woodland creatures. They all turned their heads in shock.
"An Arctic Wolf!"
"She's so pretty!"
"Look at her tattoos!"
"There hasn't been one here in years!"
Excited animals crowded around the perplexed Xenia, murmuring shy comments. Odysseus led her around, introducing her to all the animals. Whenever she said hello, the animals would blush shyly and run away giggling. Lots mooned over Odysseus, too. Xenia caught a couple glimpses of him proudly puffing his chest and bragging about how he rescued the wolf. The tale became rather twisted and exaggerated by the end, but the forest animals still listened with wide eyes. The party in the glade lasted nearly all day. Odysseus took Xenia back to his cavern, fussing over her, making sure everything was okay, and other such things. He made her an incredible bed to sleep on, which she accepted gratefully, and curled up on immediately, falling asleep in seconds.
Odysseus crept out of the wolf's room, making sure to be extra quiet. A malevolent smile spread across his lips and he unsheathed his claws. It was time for the assasination. He'd rule the forest after this. No beast would dare defy him, the master of all evil. No beast could win against him anyway. Any dis-cooperation would result in death. The Forest of Blood. His dream for a long time. And what could be better than starting it with Arctic Wolf blood. The panther crept to the front of his den and let out a soft yowl. Werebeasts and goblins, werewolves and kobolds, they all crept out of the trees. The takeover would begin. "You." Odysseus pointed to a werewolf in the front. "What's your name?"
"Rogue." The werewolf said.
"Rogue, you take the werewolves. Guard this entrance. If you do well, I'll promote you. If you fail, it's death for you."
Rogue nodded in understanding. "Yes, Master."
"No," Odysseus said thoughtfully, "Supreme Master. Supreme Master of all evil!"
Rogue shivered. "Yes, Supreme Master."
Odysseus turned to the goblins. "You, Tarsen, guard the entrance behind that bush. The goblin smiled grossly.
"As you wish, Supreme Master." His voice was rough and slinky.
Odysseus placed all the other creatures in their spots and smiled malevolently. "The time has come," He trotted back in to the cave.Xenia woke to a scuffling sound. She immediately sat up, and met a pair of glowing green eyes.
"Odysseus?" Xenia asked warily.
A snarl emanated from the creature. "Do you think I would really smother you with that much attention?"
Xenia immediately jumped into a defensive position, and the two circled eachother. The light flickered on, and Xenia saw the flame in the panther's eyes more thoroughly. He obviously meant business. He leaped at the wolf, and Xenia just barely dodged. The flame deepened. He picked up speed and both predators lobbed themselves at the other. It was a mix of snarls and leaps and dodges and yowls. Then it stopped.
"This is your end, wolf!" Odysseus yowled in triumph.
Xenia was lying on the ground, blood spilling out of a wound in her side. Odysseus raised a paw to strike, and fell over. Xenia had hooked him with her back paw, and scratched across his flank. His sides heaved.
"NNOOOOOO!" he yowled. His eyes closed and Xenia howled in triumph. The evil creatures outside retreated, and Xenia fell over. "I won," she murmured.
(She's lived in that cavern ever since.)
Interview:Me: Hello.
Xenia: Hi <3
TK: How are you?
X: Fine, thank you. And you.
TK: Quite well, thanks. So, we're here for the interview. I was wondering, what's your favorite food?
X: Well, that's kind of a hard decision, I'll go with caribou for now, but that'll probably change.
TK: How about color?
X: Blue, definitely. I've always loved the clear blue of the lake near my home.
Tk: How did you come about your mask?
X: I had a friend make it for me.
Tk: It's very pretty.
X: I know.
Tk: So, anyway, do you have a favorite holiday?
X: Holiday, um, maybe Halloween, not that I celebrate many holidays, anyway.
TK: Do you have any enemies?
X: Besides Odysseus? Um, well, I have one...who I haven't seen for like, a gazillion years, so I guess not.
TK: Do you know your caretaker's name?
X: No, I don't, sorry. He was a mysterious sort.
TK: I can see that. Thank you for your time.
X: No problem!
Art:Other: Super Major WIP