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Alright progress report + lore time!
First gal I claimed: Egret
Used her for the breeding quest instead of Marisol for lore purposes. Basically, Remus was rejected by Marisol because she was afraid of letting him get closer to her bc of past problems. So when Remus found Egret, they had a nice....stroll ;) and BAM babies. Egret had two pups:
Plover (m) and Blue Jay (f).
Egret loves her children, and she knows that Remus doesn’t actually love her like he loves Marisol, but he’s still a good father to the pups. Plover is selfish personality, and Blue Jay is sarcastic. I think Plover is eventually going to leave because he feels like he doesn’t belong.
Anyway
I also claimed Salamander:
He’s charming personality, and currently the only hunter but he’s been doing great!! Two successful hunts all by himself. So his backstory, he’s a ladies man, but he hates his name and thinks it’s gross sounding and “uncool” so he goes by Sal. He’s super goofy once you get to know him. I’m looking forward to customizing him!!
So yeah that’s all. Sorry that got super long lmao. But that’s basically everything important so far.
Part One - Lore Summary
Lore summary post. Just summarizing because I haven’t been able to write good pieces for them.
We begin with Remus, the alpha and one of the founders of the Lily-Pine Pack. He entered the wilds for the first time at about 4 months old. His pregnant mother had been smuggled into America from Italy, and was held captive in a shed in the woods. Her name was Lily.
When Lily had taught him as much as she could in the small shed they were kept in, she forced him to leave through a hole in the wall.
Remus was almost completely clueless as to how he was going to survive. His mother had taught him all she could about hunting basics, behavior, and surviving the elements. She had only asked for one thing in return. She made him promise that he would find a pack and live happily in the wild.
So, with his promise in mind, he set out to start his life.
Flash forward about a year, and Remus had been on many adventures. He had made friends with all manner of creatures and learned so many things. He had grown to be quite large and naturally dominant (much like his father, who was the alpha of the Italy pack).
Enter Marisol, a fiercely independent female wolf that nearly rivaled him in size. She was living as a lone wolf after being betrayed by everyone she every loved. Her walls were thick, but Remus managed to break through them. He became her first friend in a very long time.
After living together for quite some time, Remus realized that he had feelings for Marisol and told her about it. She rejected him. Marisol didn’t tell Remus, but she did have feelings for him as well. She rejected him because she was afraid that he was going to leave her like everyone else had.
Angry and hurt, Remus took a walk and met Egret, a lone female with a pelt of white. Being horny a young wolf, he was quickly entranced by her. They took a long walk, and he brought her back to Marisol. He announced that Egret was to join their pack. Marisol, of course, was pissed. The two of them weren’t a pack before, and they hadn’t spoken about creating a pack at all.
Later, Marisol and Remus had a chat. Remus was apologetic, but he really thought this would be good for them. Marisol was still angry, but she couldn’t say no to him, especially considering she didn’t want to be without him. So, the two of them founded the Lily-Pine pack. Lily, for Remus’ mother, and Pine for the woods where he was born.
Now, Egret posed a bit of a problem. She was pregnant with Remus’ pups and her and Marisol were butting heads over the alpha male.
Marisol, his trusted friend and beta. Egret, the one night stand.
Who. Will. Win.
Obviously, Remus will always choose Marisol. He had a little sit down with Egret and gently explained that he didn’t mean for what had happened to happen. However, he will always be there for his pups.
Egret took it hard, but she ultimately understood. When the puppies were born, Remus made sure he spent time with them as he promised. Egret proved to be great with pups and Remus assigned her to be pupsitter.
Stay tuned for part two! Also, I will eventually be writing detailed bits of this lore, this is just a detailed summary.
Did I indulge and buy myself a puppy? yes, yes I did.
Meet Jupiter! She’s pale base (tier 2), with cream Inuit unders in slot 5. As for lore: She was found wandering in the territory by Clove. The chaser immediately bonded with the pup and took her back. Clove became Jupiter’s adopted mother, with Sal, Clove’s best friend and suspected soon-to-be mate, becoming her father.
I’m so proud of my hunting team!! Their first successful large prey hunt :)
Prompt: Dreams
The pack is gathered outside of their dens, finishing the remains of their meal under the night sky. The air is cooling; a welcome relief from the day’s heat.
“Aren’t the stars beautiful?” Remus comments wonderingly, his head tilted straight up as he gazes at them. The sky reflects in his eyes, giving anyone looking an image into his soul.
Sal is lying on his back, Clove beside him. His paws reach out to the air as he speaks. “My mother used to tell me that stars are our dreams stranded in the sky. A shooting star occurs when we fulfill a dream. It rockets out of the sky, free at last.”
Egret tucks a wandering pup back beside her white belly. She licks his head fondly, before turning her gaze to Marisol. “Marisol, do you have any dreams?”
The question causes heads to turn in the beta’s direction. Nobody knows very much about Marisol. The red wolf looks surprised, a change from her usual scowl. It returns quickly, however, and she snorts. “Of course I have dreams. I have them every night. Who doesn’t?”
Remus, who is sitting beside her, laughs. He looks at her, his eyes still filled with all those stars. “He means dreams as in aspirations. Like how my dream was to start my own pack.”
“O-oh,” she stammers. She is only embarrassed for a moment before regaining her composure. “Well, yes, I suppose I do have dreams. Or, rather, I did.” Marisol looks up at the sky, deep in thought.
“Right now, I’m happy with my life. For the first time, I have real family I can count on.”
The other wolves exchange a quick glance, the same thought reverberating through their heads. For the first time?
Marisol continues. “Before, when I was a lone wolf, I wasn’t in a very good place.” She drops her head slightly, staring at the ground. “And before even that, my birth pack was a mess. So yes, I had dreams.” The female glances at Remus before fixing her gaze on Sal.
“But a shooting star fell the night I met Remus. All of my stars began falling, and they still are now, every night. Because every day I spend with this pack, my dreams come true.”
Prompt: “We need to talk...”
“We need to talk.”
The air is so cold it stings his lungs every time he takes a breath. Remus sits in a hunched position, hating the fact that the chill is gripping his very bones. Usually he likes winter, but not when tiny icicles are hanging from his fur. He shakes his pelt out, hearing the tinkling of the ice as it flies off.
Marisol is unmoved. She gazes into the distance, not giving any indication that she heard him other than a small flick of her right ear. After what seems like forever, she finally turns to look at him.
Remus wishes that she hadn’t.
He has never seen her so angry. Her eyes are steely and cold, narrowed slightly. Her lip is raised just enough to expose a sharp fang. A low growl rumbles in her chest. Marisol looks down at Remus.
The alpha lowers until his belly is pressed into the snow, his ears are flattened, and his tail is tucked tightly between his legs.
“Please, I’m sorry,” he pleads. “Can you let me explain?”
“I trusted you!” Marisol snarls, standing up. “You know about my past.” Her voice cracks, and she stops for a moment, staring at Remus. Her eyes show raw emotion now. They’re full of hurt.
Snow starts falling, and it makes a speckled pattern on Marisol’s pelt. Remus can’t help but think how pretty it is.
“I thought....I thought we had something good,” she says quietly.
Remus stands slowly. He doesn’t know how to approach this. Marisol rejected him, so why is she so upset? It hits him a moment later.
Oh.
“Why did you reject me if you feel this way?”
“I was scared,” she confessed. “I thought you would leave eventually, like everyone else.”
Remus steps closer. Marisol is looking down at the ground now, her ears flattened and all aggression gone.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he whispers. Marisol looks up at him, and he licks her face. “Don’t worry, I’ll deal with Egret. She’ll understand.”
Marisol nods, hesitates for a moment, and then presses her face into his neck. Remus rests his head on top of hers, and they stay like that, snuggling, with the snow gently drifting down.
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
Ok so consider: I write some lore after not writing for months
Boutta write everything so out of order but I promise I will focus at some point and work on the google doc version I have, but for now!!! I will write about Plover and Blue Jay, Egret’s first litter.
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.
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)
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.
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.
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.
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.
(Gotta write this little tidbit because it really adds to Selena’s mysteriousness!)
Sometimes she’d disappear, normally in the middle of the night. She’d come back early morning, her mate, Smoke, waiting for her. They’d speak in hushed voices, retreating to their den.
It was truly peculiar, the way Selena would come back with a belly heavy with pups.
Deca thought to ask her about it and called her into his den one night. He was the alpha, after all, and he should know what was going on in his pack.
So, his best friend lay in his den, gently licking the fur on her swollen belly. She was pregnant for the third time. Her first litter only one male pup survived. He was named Anubis, and he was...something else. He barely spoke, hardly even spent time with anyone. Deca didn’t mind, he was nice enough. They spoke occasionally about his scouting missions and the leader had come to realize he was very observant and intelligent. He wished the young wolf had more friends, though. Anubis seemed deeply sad.
Selena’s second litter only had two pups. Nephthys and Horus. They were bright, outgoing pups. Although, Nephthys unnerved Deca. She was always staring off at nothing. Even when they were speaking, she didn’t truly look at him. Her gaze pierced into his soul and he felt that she saw everything. His past, his present, his future. The very fabric of his being.
Horus, her brother, was normal. He dreamed of being an asset to his pack, hunting majestic elk. He was quieter than his sister, who always had something to say, but when he got excited about something he wouldn’t stop talking.
Deca sighed, unsure how to word what he had to say. He settled for a simple question. “Where do you go at night?”
Selena stared at him for a moment, an almost amused look on her face. “The lunar plane.”
“Why?”
She chuckled, giving Deca a look that said are you sure you want to know this? “There are...special wolves in the plane. Demigods. Their offspring inherits their power, but only a fraction of it.”
He should’ve known that with the existence of gods there would be other supernatural things, but it didn’t take the shock out of it. Selena wanted these not-wolves to father her pups? Why? For the power? He supposed there was something appealing about having extra special pups, not that he would want any. He would much rather prefer his normal pups with Kyra, his mate.
“So...,” he struggled with the words. “You’re only gone one night. How are you that far along already?”
“Time passes differently in the lunar plane.”
He waited, expecting her to continue, but she didn’t. It almost seemed as if she was hiding something, leaving out certain information. He decided not to press her, acknowledging that maybe there were some things he shouldn’t know. For now, at least.
“Thank you, Selena. I appreciate your honesty.”
She nodded, standing to leave. As she walked out of his den, Deca could’ve sworn that he saw a slight blue glow on her stomach, and blue dust shook free from her pelt with every step.
He had the feeling that Selena was not what she said.
Oops just realized I never showed off Selena and her gorgeous pups!
Selena
Anubis “Lunar-Touched”
Nephthys “Lunar-Seen”
Horus “Lunar-Dusted”
One day, Selena returned not pregnant, but with a companion.
His pelt was spattered with blue, with faded white cloudy markings. His eyes were the color of ice, and, oddly enough, were warm as they regarded Deca.
He exposed his neck in a gesture of submission, his ears flat and his tail relaxed. “Alpha,” he greeted. “My name is Moonbeam. Selena told me I might find a life here.”
Deca’s ears twitched. A life? He bit back a sigh, glancing at Selena. She was staring at him defiantly, daring him to turn away a wolf in need in front of the pack.
“You may stay here, however you will shadow one of our own to learn the ways of the pack. They will be your partner, and they will report to me on your progress. If there are any issues, I reserve the right to deny your entry and you must leave our territory.”
“Yes, Alpha,” Moonbeam murmured.
Deca swept his gaze around his pack, which had slowly gathered to watch the stranger. “Sebastian! Moonbeam here will be under your care so that he may learn our pack. If any issues arise, I trust you to report to me.” He hoped that by trusting his old friend with something this important, it might remedy their friendship a bit.
The brown wolf blinked in susprise, before his sour demeanor uplifted into something happier. His tail wagged in relief. “Yes, Deca!” he barked.
Thank the Great Lupus. It worked. Maybe he could take Selim and Sebastian out on a hunt later, like they used to as trainees. He ached to have his friends back, and almost cursed Remus for making him alpha. The responsibilities were costing him his family.
“Deca, we need to talk.”
He turned to see Selena, who already looked impatient. Deca almost snorted in amusement, she always wanted to get things done right now, and would leave you behind if you couldn’t keep up. It’s been that way since they were pups, and she excelled in her herbalist training. In fact, she was almost promoted before she was an adult, but Remus insisted she practiced hunting more. That was an area where she lacked, and Remus believed in everyone getting at least basic training in everything, just in case of an exceptionally harsh winter.
“What’s up?” Deca sat down, giving his full attention to his friend.
She leaned in close, and when she spoke her voice was low. “Moonbeam is a demigod; the son of an immortal father and mortal mother.” She spoke quickly, and when she noticed Deca open his mouth and widen his eyes in alarm, she continued. “Don’t worry, he’s not a danger to anyone. As far as I know, he didn’t inherit any powers. If he did, they’re extremely weak. The only thing he has is an enhanced lifespan and accelerated healing.”
“What the hell, Selena? I could tolerate your pups, with their odd powers. Don’t think I didn’t notice, because it’s quite obvious to anyone with even half a brain! But an entire demigod? If word gets out it will completely tear apart my pack. Remus charged me with keeping it safe, and you are ruining everything.”
His voice got sharper and angrier with every word, and in that moment, he hated Selena. He was trying his hardest to be an alpha that Remus and his parents could be proud of, and everything was slowly falling apart. His mate, Kyra, was actively against Selena and her family. His puphood best friends hated him, and the only wolves that he could fully trust were at death’s door.
The blue coated wolf was silent, so he continued.
“Anything else you want to throw at me?” he snarled.
Selena flinched, almost cowering under his glare. “I suppose it’s time I’m fully honest with you. I’m also a demigod, and I have a mission here. My mother has tasked me with guiding your pack to more prosperous days. It is not my fault if your wolves can’t handle it. That’s your job. The gods trust that you and I working together can lead this pack to greatness. They like you, and they want you to be the best you can be.”
Deca didn’t know how to feel. He was angry at Selena. For lying to him, for being right. He was angry at himself, for being a bad alpha. For not nurturing his friendships. For not embracing this new part of his pack’s history, for being stuck in the past.
“I need to clear my head,” he mumbled. He stood, his legs strong with the rage coursing through him. Striding out of camp, he ignored his packmates calling his name and giving him curious looks.
Out in the forest, he broke into a sprint. He knew his territory like the back of his paw, and he turned inward to his thoughts and let memory guide him.
I don’t know what to do.
I’m scared.
This is it, it’s over.
I have to announce this to my pack. I may very well lose everyone, but I need to be honest.
Oh gods, I have no idea what I’m doing.
Wolvember 2021
Hey guys! Sorry I didn’t have time to set up anything for wolvember this year, I was going to work with Lore Clan to release something, but seeing as Wolvden released their first monthly event, it’s been decided that there would be too much going on for yet another event. However, keep an eye out next year as I’d like to work on something huge for it!
I have decided that I will be releasing montly questions/prompts. Nothing too huge, just an opportunity to share the lore you’ve been working on or just write something new (like a normal prompt!).
So, with that said, here’s my question/prompt for this month:
How has Wolvden’s event impacted your pack? If it hasn’t, what’s happening in your lore currently?
For me, my onsite pack is way ahead of my written lore. So currently I’ve introduced elemental wolves with the arrival of Petrichor, the nbw with smoke eye and black wings that I claimed. She is a minor god and can call storms, although if she uses any of her powers it renders her unconscious for days, which is a side effect of having a mortal body. Also with her arrival, pups have started being born with elemental powers. Pluto and Zinnia being the first two. Pluto’s title is “Frost-Caller” and Zinnia’s title is “Sand-Shifter”. I haven’t decided the extent of their powers yet, and as they’re still pups there’s plenty of time to develop it.
