Marisol

Marisol

Beta, Scout, Mate to Remus

Born to Unnamed Mother and Unnamed Father // Pair-bonded to Remus

Marisol’s puphood was as normal as it could get. She had loving parents, siblings that she adored, and the protection of the pack. 

It all changed when she started training. She wanted something different than what her parents wanted, and that was apparently reason enough to cut her off. 

Great Lupus forbid she become a scout. No, she simply had to be a finisher, use her unnatural size to her advantage. Or, even better, utilize those long legs of hers to become a chaser, like her mother was. 

They didn’t even talk to her, and it got even worse when their new pups were born. Her parents drove her away when she tried to meet her new siblings, and then when they started training, they strutted around boasting about how proud they were of their children, who were training to be chasers and finishers. 

By then, Marisol was an adult and had become very close with Dorian, another member of their pack. She couldn’t care less about what her parents thought or did anymore, she just wanted to be happy with her own life. 

Until one day, Dorian disappeared. 

Not completely; she knew what had happened. There was a strange travelling pack of wolves that stayed in their territory for a few days. They had interesting things to trade, including rare herbs and seashells. One of the wolves was a cream colored she-wolf, and she flirted with Dorian from day one. The day that they left was the day that he did. 

It broke her. 

If that wasn’t bad, her parents decided just then to talk to her. They belittled her and told her that Dorian was better off with that other wolf anyway, and who would want a wolf that wasn’t a hunter? She couldn’t provide for her family, all she was good for was having pups. 

It became so bad that Marisol just left. She walked for many moons. She walked until she was completely sure that nobody could ever find her. Finally, she stopped and focused on building up her walls. It was a year until she met Remus, and he destroyed what she tried so hard to keep up. 

He was....something else. He made her feel needed. When he told her about his dreams to start his own pack, she realized that she very desperately wanted to participate in that dream. She couldn’t imagine her life without Remus anymore. 

Remus was everything to her, and she would die before she let anything hurt him.

So I recently claimed this Realgar (t3) gal! She is currently up for trade here

She has grey Inuit unders and silver tail tip! I know the trade says 500 gc, but I would accept 400 instead.

The Next Chapter

(The image, as well as the accompanying text, that I will be putting in my den to indicate the new “chapter” of the Lily-Pine pack.) 

Deca may be the official leader of the pack, but everyone knows that Selena pulls the strings. She’s always there, whispering in his ear, her eyes glowing that strange blue. Despite her admittance of being different, some members of the pack think there’s something else. Underneath her “prophet” persona, there is something very, very wrong. 

I had a dream last night that one of the pups I bought died and lemme tell ya, rollover was TERRIFYING.

I will NEVER get over how pretty wolvden is

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