Finally Rolling Over After Months

Finally rolling over after months

I’m gonna change up the way I write about my lore I think, to make it easier on myself to keep everything updated. I’m no longer going to be writing all the time, and I’m just going to be doing updates + small snippets of dialogue or something.

With that being said, some updates to the pack:

Elk (a chaser) and Callum (herbalist) have pair bonded. They’ve adopted Deca.

Deca throws himself into everything with the greatest enthusiasm. He works hard in his training. Callum originally wanted him to become the next pack herbalist, but after speaking with Remus, Deca wants to become a finisher.

Secondly, Archer and Jupiter adopted Selena

Selena is a curious pup. She has an odd, star-shaped mark on her forehead and she seems wise beyond her years. When she first came to the pack, she requested that she become an herbalist, and Remus agreed. He believes that she will bring great change to the pack.

For lore purposes, I will be changing her base to a lunar base at some point.

Remus

Founder of the Lily-Pine pack, Alpha, Mate to Marisol

Born to Lily and Unknown Father // Pair Bonded to Marisol

Having his own pack was all that kept him going. It was his mother’s only wish for him, and he’d be damned if he didn’t do that one thing for her. So, he trekked through the wilderness, using his wits and friendly personality to survive.

Remus was friendly. Marisol would say too friendly. However, it kept him alive when he was a lone wolf. No matter what type of creature it was, Remus would speak to it. It didn’t matter if they couldn’t understand him; tone was pretty universal. Several times it got him a scrap of meat or two when he was starving, other times it got him sent off with a warning snarl or bite. Still, Remus continued to see the good in everyone. 

Another thing about him was that he’s persistent. That was the only reason he became friends with Marisol in the first place. He just refused to leave her alone. He didn’t know why, but he was drawn to her. There was something about the way she would snarl at him that made him reluctant to leave. Eventually, the growls and barks lessened in intensity, and Marisol settled for tolerating him. 

Remus and Marisol started the Lily-Pine pack, and while Remus’s charismatic and friendly nature kept the pack together, he was fairly naive. That was where Marisol came in. She kept him out of trouble and taught him much about pack life. They were as equal and as opposite as two wolves could get, but they worked. Some even said their life-paths were one, intertwined in a dance that was older than the stars.

Remus was the founder and alpha of the Lily-Pine pack, and he did a damn good job. 

My entry for Xylax’s contest!

(On mobile, so no read more, sorry!)

“The Shadow Beast”

The shadows welcomed them, as they had always done. It’s where they lived, and they knew nothing else.

They used to long to feel the sun warming their back, to prance in the golden meadows like the other creatures did. They wandered tentatively out one morning, their curiosity driving them, only to scurry back to their shadows with a hiss of pain, thin tendrils of smoke lifting from their flesh.

That was when they were still New. When it had only been days and weeks and months since they had opened their eyes for the first time.

Now, they continued what they had been doing day after day, year after year. They nimbly leaped among the shadowy treetops, the new moon glowing dimly. For such a huge creature they were surprisingly agile.

Below, a wolf pack ran across the land like a comet streaking across the sky.

The creature followed them, their heart leaping and bounding like an excited puppy. This was the only way to fill the hole in their soul, if only for a little while.

They watched the pack hunt and howl and sleep, a silent guardian.

When the pack moved for the winter, they stayed in their forest with their shadows. It was incredibly lonely.

Throughout the winter months, the creature slept or wandered. The grey winter sky enabled them to go outside of the shadows, but they inevitably returned. No other creature wanted to see them. They were all too afraid.

“The Shadow Beast will eat you up if you don’t go to sleep,” rabbit mothers said to their children.

“The Shadow Beast will drink your blood and crunch your bones while you’re still alive,” wolf packs howled in fear.

“It can climb trees and squeeze into the smallest spaces to eat up chicks in their nest,” owls warned their friends.

The Shadow Beast. It fit, they supposed.

Like the winters before, they wandered their forest, slipping between trees without so much as a rustle of leaves. The sky was pitch black, and the forest was quiet. They enjoyed the silence.

Something broke the silence. Their ears twitched and they froze mid step.

Sticks were cracking and breaking, accompanied with the evident thump of wolf paws hitting the ground. They were getting closer.

A split second decision was made, and they stepped out of the safety of the shadows.

Two wolves burst into the clearing. The female instantly collapsed, while the male skidded to a stop.

He didn’t see the creature at first, but when he did, he took up a defensive stance in front of the female.

Although he trembled with fear, he looked them in the eye. “What are you?”

They blinked, surprised at the male’s boldness. They took their time to respond, turning the question over in their mind. It was a good question. Finally they answered. “They call me The Shadow Beast.” Their voice was deep and guttural, as if it hadn’t been used in thousands of years.

The wolf bowed his head in acknowledgement. “I am called Elm, and this is my mate, Flight. Please allow us to take refuge in your forest until we can recover.”

Elm favored his left hind leg, and his fur was matted. Flight was also clearly pregnant. The creature would not ask them to leave.

“Of course, stay as long as you like. Although, this forest is home to another wolf pack in the spring.”

They stepped farther into the clearing. Flight sat up, staring at them. There was no fear in her eyes, only curiosity and gratitude.

“Why do they call you that?” she asked quietly.

They sat down slowly, unsure. What did she mean? Did she not notice the way their fur blended in with the shadows? The way their teeth gleamed in the night, and their eyes glimmered like that of a predator’s? “It’s what I am,” they answered simply.

“You don’t have a name?”

“I’ve had no one to name me.”

Flight tilted her head. “You don’t have a mother?” She sounded almost astonished and there was something else in her voice...sympathy?

They shook their head. Why would a creature like them have a mother? They were not like other creatures.

“That’s terrible,” Flight whispered. “Do you have any friends?”

“I am all alone.” They stated it like a fact, pushing their loneliness down deep.

“We’ll be your friends. Do you mind if I name you?” Flight inched closer.

“I suppose it’s fine.” They wondered why it mattered to her, but nonetheless a thrill went through them.

“How does North sound?”

North. “North,” they murmured, trying out the sound. A surge of emotion swept through them, feeling like they were finally known, finally existing. They smiled a big toothy grin, their eyes glowing brighter than they did before. “North is my name!”

Flight’s tail tapped on the ground happily and she yipped, joining in their excitement.

From then on, North cared for them. They plucked deer and other animals easily from the ground, killing and delivering them to the pair. After a few days, they offered their den, a large cave, for them to stay in.

Flight gave birth to a gorgeous slate colored male and named him Comet. The little pup lived up to his name, darting around the cave energetically. As he grew, he proved to be fast like his mother. The family decided to stay with North, and they became their guardian.

They all lived in relative peace, with only a few scuffles with the resident pack. North’s name became associated with hope, family, and kindness. They stopped calling them “The Shadow Beast”, instead looking to them as a deity of sorts.

Eventually, Elm and Flight died. Comet became friends with a she-wolf from the forest pack and left to be with her. He promised to visit, and he did, once. He brought his three pups and his mate, and that was the last North saw of him.

Sometimes pregnant she-wolves would come to their cave to receive a blessing for their future pups, but that had practice died out over the years.

Now, North sat outside their cave, staring at the stars. They were very old, although it didn’t show.

It had been hundreds of years since their family died. Oh, how they longed to see Elm and Flight one more time.

They had met and befriended many wolves, but none would come even close to the bond they shared with their first friends.

Something brushed against one of their massive clawed hands. They looked down and almost began sobbing when they saw who it was.

“Did you miss us?” Flight barked. Beside her stood Elm, and behind them, Comet.

North ducked their head, gently nuzzling Flight. “I missed you all. Why are you here?”

“It’s time for you to go,” Flight said. “You’ve helped so many over the years, and now your job is done. I know you’re tired, so come rest.” She stood and a shaft of moonlight touched the ground. The she-wolf took a few steps onto it before turning and waiting for North to follow.

A glimmering tear dropped to the ground as North stood. “Thank you,” they whispered. They stepped onto the path, feeling warmth envelop them like an embrace. Elm and Comet brought up the rear as Flight led North to their home among the stars.

In the sky, North shone brighter than any other star and even in death, they remained a beacon of hope.

Wolf Masterpost

(This will be a masterpost of all wolves from my pack that had been included in lore, past or present. There will also be links to important lore posts such as religion, language, or traditions.)

Current Leaders: Remus, with his mate Marisol

Important Links: (None Currently)

Alpha: Remus Beta + Scout: Marisol Herbalist: Callum (Training Selena) Hunters: Sal, Clove, Elk. Archer, Jupiter, Alley, Koda. Pup-Sitter: Egret Pups: Deca (Finisher), Selena (Herbalist)

Pair-Bonds: Remus + Marisol, Callum + Elk, Sal + Clove, Archer + Jupiter, Alley + Koda

Deceased or Left: Plover + Blue Jay (Left)

Egret

Pupsitter

Born to Unnamed mother and Unnamed father 

Egret was born to a seaside pack that had an unusual obsession with shiny things. The pack itself was very laid back, content with their current way of living. However, their neighboring packs described them as “lazy” and “a disgrace to wolf-kind”.

Egret is the oldest of a litter of 6 pups. She grew up leading them into trouble and adventure, but also took care of them more so than her own mother did. Her mother and father had more litters after hers, and she gladly took them under her wing as well. 

She gained the attention of most of the single males in her pack, and she had her fun. However, she quickly grew bored of the day-to-day life and left to explore the world. 

Her charismatic and friendly nature caused her to meet many wolves and other creatures. One of these wolves happened to be Remus, and when he offered her a place in his pack (which, he admitted rather shamefully, was not much of a pack, as it was only him and Marisol) she agreed. 

While Egret didn’t get along with Marisol at first, she quickly settled in. She had a basic knowledge of herbs and made herself useful by healing the pairs’ cuts and scrapes. 

Pretty soon, she realized she was pregnant. Going to Remus, she asked him if he could raise the pups as his own, since she wasn’t sure who the father was. He agreed and in a few months’ time, she gave birth to Plover and Blue Jay. 

Marisol slowly warmed up to her, especially when she had her own pups and Egret cared for them as if they were her own. 

Overall, Egret acted as a mother for the entire pack. Wolves could go to her for advice, a nice chat, or comfort. 

I just bought three new pups and my dumb ass already gave them lore so now I’m attached and if they die I will be SO pissed