by AgentAlaska(Bagel) » Sun Dec 21, 2014 12:51 pm
Username: Askja58
Name: Vofa
Why does he look so sad?
Ghost has never known a life without his family. His clan. He had a beautiful mate, two pups, and three other families in his glorious clan on the top of the Torfajokull glacier in Iceland. His name, even, was Torfi, for he and his clan roamed and protected the terfitory. But what was before the avalanche.
Torfi was out hunting for his newborn pup when it happened. He was crouched, behind a fallen tree used for camoflage, since his fur stood out so much from the snow. Just as he was about to pounce of the lone sheep, he heard his clanmates screaming and shouting for help. He turned abruptly, no desire left for the sheep he allowed to run away, and he bolted to where the rest of them were.
But it was too late.
Torfi dug helplessly at the snow for hours and hours before he realised it was futile. The low, horrible moaning of his packmates had stopped.
Torfi's clan was dead.
Now Torfi roams Torfajokull, a flow of melancholy following him in a steady trail. He does not speak to others, and he does not live with others. He simply roams the great glacier that took the lives of his love, his children, his clanmates.
The locals do not call him Torfi, they call him Vofa (icelandic for ghost) for he roams and moans, moans and roams.