The Royal Mirage wrote:The Royal Mirage wrote:Divided We Stand (A Packs Roleplay)
The Great Pack of the Central Plains
Many years ago, there was a pack of wolves who lived in peace on the central plains of a wide and lush land. In every direction, opportunities presented themselves, and the pack expanded outward to all sides. To the North, faraway mountains loomed on the horizon, their peaks like jagged teeth in an old wolf's maw. All manner of prey came down from the mountains; elk, deer, even goats at times. Hunter's from the great pack would travel North for hunting trips, keeping their pack always well fed. To the East, many days walk would lead to balmy shores with salty waves that would caress the silken sand. One could find pretty shells and pearls along the beach, as well as gemstones which glimmered in above ground and underwater caves. Crafters would travel the long distance to these shores to collect trinkets for their crafts and sand for glass-making, their work fetching high prices in the form of favours or work from brutes and faes. And finally to the West, a distant forest grew with wild tenacity, the wide trees seeming to stretch up forever. In this forest lived many dangerous predators - wolverines, bears, jaguars - the pelts or teeth of which were considered tokens of one's fearlessness and strength. When warriors of the great pack came of age, they were sent on expeditions to the forest, and would only be allowed back after killing one of the woods' many fearsome creatures.
This was the largest wolf pack in the land, known for miles around for it's rich culture, it's kind disposition, and the talented wolves who lived there. There were many things that outsiders and pack wolves alike spoke of, but most revered and loved were the alphas.
Abesoloma and Aditi were the greatest alphas to ever rule the pack of the central plains, or so they say. Abe, alpha male, was the spiritual leader, and his wisdom lead the pack through many hardships. It is said his white coat shimmered like a beacon of hope, his golden markings glowed like the sun. Aditi, the alpha fae, was the pack's finest fighter, her skills and strength pulling the pack through many battles. Her shadowy pelt was said to be black as the night, with silver markings that glittered like stars. Their rule brought with it an era of happiness, good health, and prosperity for the pack, and their comrades rejoiced when it became known that Aditi was heavily pregnant.
On a cold fall night, three healthy pups were born. One male and two females, each pup distinctly different from the start. The eldest of the pups was named Zeda, her soft pup pelt was the colour of liquid silver. Her younger sister was given the name Odara, and her white coat shone like untouched snow. The youngest and largest, the male pup, was named Clodoveo, and his black pelt glimmered like pure onyx. The alphas were proud, and the pack celebrated the happy occasion with bonfires, feasts, and gifts of the finest quality. They hoped that their pups would one day rule the pack together.
As pups, the trio were nigh inseparable, playing, laughing, and rumbling all around camp. But it soon became apparent that the pups were quite different, and as they grew older, they grew further apart:
Zeda would travel with the hunters, growing to love the mountains windy climate and rocky peaks. Her body grew lean and her paws became silent, being molded by the elements she surrounded herself with. Seldom would she return to camp without a new kill, though it often went to the mother's of pups or the elderly *by her request*. Though her kindness was well known, the thrill of the hunt was all she lived for, and she was proud to provide for a pack she presumed she would one day rule.
Odara was a little bundle of mischief, playing tricks on her fellow pack mates and learning the ways she could most easily get what she wanted. Her curvy little figure was much adored and desired, her sultry eyes hypnotizing. Brutes would spend no shortage of favours in order to shower her with gifts, and there was nothing she loved more than a beautiful charm. Being the middle sibling, she never tired of this treatment, and would never tire of it when she would become alpha.
Clodoveo had always been the largest of his siblings, and cared little for prettiness or prey. He wished to claim glories beyond recognition, to accomplish feats beyond imagination. His desires lead him to the forest of the warriors, and his kills were never slow to be known around camp. He knew he was the strongest of his siblings, even if he was youngest, and looked forward to leading many wars in the name of conquest for his pack when he became alpha.
The three siblings all grew stronger in their beliefs, and more confident that they would be chosen to rule the great pack. A fierce rivalry developed between them, one which had begun to affect the members of the pack as well. The hunters would hide away some of the food for only themselves to eat, the crafters began to trick their customers into ridiculous situations for their work, and the warriors banded together to bully the pack members into obedience.
Soon, the siblings had had enough, and went to their parents. Each one plead their case to the alphas, arguing why they should rule as opposed to their siblings. Zeda argued that she could provide best for the pack, her hunting skills were unparalleled. Odara claimed herself to be the most cunning, and that her smarts could direct the pack away from any bad situation. Clodoveo demanded that he be made alpha, and insisted that he would fight for the title if he had to. Abe and Aditi were saddened by their childrens' disagreement, and decided that none of them would rule the pack.
Enraged and betrayed, each sibling went their separate ways; Zeda to the mountains, Odara to the shores, and Clodoveo to the forest. Each was followed by those in the pack who believed in their cause, forming three separate packs. It is unknown what happened to Abesoloma and Aditi.
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It has been a great many years since the separation of the packs, and their leaders have died off long ago. They have forgiven each other in a ways, though some still remember the prejudices and wars fought between packs. They still live separately, but at the end of every moon cycle and during the bitter winter months, the packs come together once again. It is in these times that they try to remember the golden age of Aditi and Abesoloma, helping and providing for each other. Though the packs have grown so much that it would be too difficult to merge permanently, they still enjoy meeting on these occasions of both joy and hardship.
















