Érebos & Medusa
pup adopts

The fuckin saga begins.

Yes, it happened! An unexpected love between Medusa Mortem & Érebos Dunamis! The pair have taken to each other pretty quick, and as a result, they are now expecting a litter of pups! Alo & I are currently considering 2 - 3 pups, however, if there is enough interest and we end up liking the apps enough, we may consider more ;) These pups are due on halloween, playable Nov. 14th!


Adoption rules & info


✖ Expectations & Activity: These puppies are going to be both mortem & dunamis! their expectations are very different but lets lay it all out! No real traditions or regulations revolve around the mortems, because Medusa is just a free chaotic gremlin who didn't grow up with traditional shit, however, the dunamis run entirely different. Érebos is a patriarch to the clan and with the puppies being half his, they'll be expected to adhere the traditions of his family. Both families are extremely active so please make sure you have the time & enthusiasm to play these pups, as much as we are to have them. After 1 ooc month of inactivity, we will check in. however, if this happens again we will reclaim the puppy. Please keep in mind, in regards to the dunamis you must attend mandatory threads. Missing these will absolutely have ic consequences. These puppies will be expected to be mastered in one skill by their 1st birthday, and double mastered by their second birthday. Closing this off-, absences are fine, as long as we are notified-, communication is a must.


✖ Involvement: Medusa always has been & will continue to be highly active and very involved with her kids! Even when she’s old and decrepit. She absolutely adores her children and will always be supportive to the best of her ability, and encourages them to be their best selves! She’s not a helicopter parent by any means, and has the tendency to let them run amok (so long as they don’t dig themselves into too deep a hole). Despite this, however, she is very protective of her children and will absolutely without a doubt go to bat for them should there be a need to! However, Érebos will more likely be a controlling, stern and harsh father with strong affections for his children. He will be present, and expect them to adhere his family traditions. A Patriachal figure for the Dunamis clan, these pups will be born of a high pedigree & will be treated highly within the family. He will support them in their lives as long as they’re not ‘foolish’! He may teach these children greek as well and offer not always fun tests to assist in these pup's fortitude. He will place immense time into their growth & character, enforcing ideas of god-complexes, loyalty and duty. They will be his golden children.


✖ Names: Names are usually dark! Érebos' side usually stick to evil & powerful greek names. Érebos will enforce that these children have only the Dunamis surname. Both Medusa and amethyst will however have both mortem-dunamis as an exception. Names that have been spoken for are Amethyst and Androcles.


✖ Alignments: Alignments for the mortem's vary, but there usually aren't lawful good unless there is ic development that inclined so. For the Dunamis, most if not all of the family members portray some form of negative alignment. They are mostly neutral to lawful evil. No entirely good alignments are expected from these pups having the father they have-, so if these is anything different, please ensure there is ic development to back this up. For more in-depth about the dunamis traits, please refer to this thread.


✖ Inheritable traits: Many, many things! On Medusa’s side, there is an array of natural and unnatural colors! (grandma had rainbow colors, grandpa had natural browns/creams/whites). Dad was brown, black, and white. You get the gist! Medusa’s line also tends to have prominent skeleton-like markings and/or skull markings! Anywhere from subtle, to very obvious. Not required, however! Whereas on Erebos’ side there are mostly of piebald, monochromatic and chimera markings, along with shorter tails. They often times have heterochromatic & sectoral heterochromatic eyes! but not always! Really, there’s tons of options here!


✖ Potential disorders: Medusa deals with illeism, mild turrets in the form of random giggling and head tics (more apparent during serious situations), struggles with social cues, as well as other undefined struggles here and there. Nothing wrong with Erebos though besides the greed and aggression of a dunamis! Other than these mild things, it’s unlikely these pups will inherit any psychological issues this time around!


✖ discounts: 50% off up to 41”, and then 25% off up to 42”. Neither parent has any mutations, but some of Medusa’s kids do! Erebos is a dire wolf as well. Thanks to the Cursed Litter Pass, two of their pups will be born with special muts! Amethyst comes in with a cute AF mushroom witchy cap, while Androcles will have a crystal Mutation!


✖ Available Designs: We have a plethora of designs available to use! These designs are to remain on Ardent and will remain with the character should the character be taken back (including art!) You may of course, purchase the design should you so choose. You are also welcome to use your own! >>Click for tough choices!<<

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<b>OOC Name:</b>
<b>Character Name:</b> what do we call them?
<b>Design/Appearance:</b> Also list any mutations, height, build, etc.
<b>Alignment:</b> bad guy or bad guy? just kidding! but seriously what?
<b>Personality:</b> who are they?
<b>Any other info:</b> quirks?
<b>Roleplay Sample:</b> tell me more!
<b>Plots for them:</b> what ya got in mind? its cool if you don't know yet!

Made for Alo by Skelle !

CASSIA ARACHNE DUNAMIS

OOC Name: Janoobus

Character Name: Cassia "Arachne" Dunamis [ Kassy-uh Uh-Rak-Nee Dune-Uh-Miss]

Design/Appearance: around 41" and light/lean build.

Cassia Arachne Dunamis is a tall, lean she-wolf standing at 41 inches. She has a dark, sleek coat with the same shade of Erebros, giving her an almost ethereal presence. Her fur is long and flows elegantly, particularly around her neck and tail. Notable features include a spider web marking on her flank as well as smaller webs wherever the black meets the grey or white. This will give her a unique and slightly mysterious appearance.

Her eyes are distinctively colored: one is a piercing yellow, while the other is the same glacier blue of her father. Giving her a captivating gaze that stands out. Her ears are pointed and larger than most Dunamis. Her face is sharply defined and feminine, and the white mask highlights her intense expression.

Cassia's paws are dainty yet powerful, grace and capability. The overall demeanor she exudes is one of confidence, a balance of stealth, and an aura that commands attention as all Dunamis do. Her large yet sleek build and stature suggest agility and speed, making her an impressive.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Personality: [rough idea, I want her to develop IC so all things CAN change]

All things spooky and dark, it will be obvious there is a touch more Mortem in her. A curious love for the forbidden. She will love her family. She will love the morbid and darker things in life. She will love her mother and father. She will try her best to behave and obey. It is clear in her body and build that she takes after her mother the most if not more so than the others. Family will be everything to her and she will do anything for them. Unlike her paternal side, she will not see family as a duty but as a blessing. Doing things for her family will come naturally she will love her mother and father very very very much. Her heart is forgiving for the Mortem and Dunamis. Become an enemy and you will learn why she goes by Arachne. She loves her family fiercely.

Cassia will be a true wildcard, she does what she wants when she wants unless you are someone she loves telling her no. For the patriarch's word is law. Unlike her aunt, Cassia will not view her sex as a curse. Instead, she will love who she is and what she looks like, classic Dunamis vanity. Cassia will not be as stiff as the older Dunamis despite her father's rigid and stern hand. Instead, she will operate through life with flexibility. Preferring not to worry about silly things such as politics and power. She will leave that world of stress to the others who want it. Her relationship with power could also be intriguing. While she’s not actively seeking leadership, her charm, flexibility, and fierce loyalty could make her an unexpected force within the family. Even if she doesn’t crave influence, she might still find herself unintentionally drawing others in with her charisma and unorthodox perspective.

She wants to try all things, sometimes simply because she can. She would be the type to dabble in things others might consider forbidden or cursed, not out of malice but out of sheer curiosity, with a confidence that she could handle the consequences. Whether she does good or evil is of no concern, she knows life is short and will want to experience it. Extremely individualistic and freedom-loving. Think of a bird happy to be in its cage because of the good view. She knows she will be considered less than the Dunamis men but she doesn't really care. By her logic, life is good. Her parents love her. Why would she want more?

In terms of luxury, Cassia will not be very materialistic. They are just things after all. Her most prized possession will be her family. Everything else could burn for all she cared. Perhaps she will act as the glue, one of the more lighthearted Dunamis who will be sure to bring a smile especially/hopefully during dark or strenuous times.

Assuming she will eventually know her mother's background, Cassia will have very strong opinions against slavery. She finds the idea very abhorrent. While she respects and understands life just has a hierarchy, like her mother, she believes everyone deserves a chance to prove themselves.




Any other info: Everything will be up to IC development however here is some in mind: when she gets very excited or angry she may begin to speak in the third person/illeism, she is known as Cassia to only those closest to her but will be known as Arachne to everyone outside that circle. May keep pet spiders.

Roleplay Sample: no

Cassia Arachne Dunamis stretched luxuriously as she awoke, a satisfied smile on her lips. Today was a good day. Cassia rose to her feet, her dark coat shimmering after a fresh bath while she softly yawned. The Dunamis princess would make her way out of the caves of the gorge. The morning sun filtered through the dense forest canopy, casting dappled shadows on the ground belowThe gentle sounds of the world around her filled her ears, the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze, and the distant call of birds.

She padded over to where her mother rested, leaning down to nuzzle her affectionately. "Goodbye, Mother," she whispered, pressing a kiss to her cheek. She repeated the gesture with her father, her bright eyes filled with warmth. "Goodbye, Father." Both of them returned her affection, and that was enough to make Cassia’s heart soar. Erebros did not have any plans for them today and neither did her mother. Perfect! Time to find something fun to do. The world was good, and her parents loved her. She needed nothing else.

After her farewells, she set off into the woods. Her paws carried her swiftly through the underbrush. She had something important to do today... something exciting. Yesterday, Cassia came across something wonderful! a spider's egg. The mere thought of it made her eyes shine. She had wanted to play with it all night, the urge was nearly unbearable, but she had waited. Now, she was free to explore it to her heart's content.

It wasn't long before she found the spot where she'd hidden it. Cassia let out an excited huff, tail thumping as she pawed at the soft cotton. "Cassia found it!" she declared aloud, her voice ringing with pride. Thrill coursed all around and through her body. She tore into the cotton, her eyes wide with anticipation.

Suddenly, the egg split open, and from within it spilled hundreds of tiny baby spiders. Cassia blinked in surprise, her ears perking forward. "Oh, little ones," she murmured, her excitement replaced with awe. They scurried in all directions, a wave of delicate legs and tiny bodies. Cassia couldn't help but laugh softly at the sight. She was fascinated, her gaze following them as they moved across the ground.

She hadn't meant to release them, she hadn't realized the egg would break so easily. A small pang of guilt tugged at her heart as she watched the creatures scatter. "I didn't mean to," she said softly, her ears lowering for a moment. But then an idea struck her, and her tail began to wag again.

Slowly, carefully, Cassia would lay down on her belly, lowering her head to the ground. She whispered to the baby spiders, her voice gentle and coaxing. "Come, little ones. Cassia will take care of you." One by one, they began to crawl toward her, their tiny legs tickling her fur as they climbed onto her. The girl was certain it was because they understood her, in her mind, they were not looking for a safe place to hide but saw Cassia as their new mother. Cassia remained still, her heart swelling with a strange sense of responsibility. She would take them home. She would raise them as her babies!

Once the last of the spiders had nestled into her fur, Cassia rose to her feet, careful not to dislodge any of her newly adopted children. She smiled, feeling their tiny presence all over her body, the tickle of hundreds of bugs in her fur and turned back toward home. She had set out today to explore, and explore she had... only now, she was bringing something precious back with her. More family!

"Come, little ones," she murmured again, her voice full of warmth. "Cassia will show you her home. You will be safe." And with that, she made her way through the forest humming a tune in between and the promises she made to the spiders. "I will catch bugs for you my sweets! There is so many bugs in the gorge! You will be happy! Just don't bite anyone there... please!"

She hadn't thought how she was going to get the bugs out of her fur, and she probably wouldn't be forced to consider such a thing until her family asked her. For now, she was content letting a hundred spiders loose in the dens.

Plots for them: arranged marriage? VERY close bonds with every immediate family member. healer skill for sure. Her connection to her name "Arachne" could represent more, it may reflect a deep-seated love for strategy and weaving intricate, unseen webs of influence. She might enjoy being the one behind the scenes, subtly helping others succeed or fail, all while keeping herself out of the spotlight. perhaps a major mommy AND daddy's girl!

OOC Name: Helix
Character Name: Melantha (dark flower in Greek)
Design/Appearance: https://www.deviantart.com/stash/011f3etk5ywj
Alignment: Lawful evil
Personality:
Melantha is a wolf who enjoys the finer things in life. Order, her pack, destruction, and a little blood here and there. Melantha is a stickler for rules and does not break them, no matter how restricting. She despises those who toy with the law. Melantha adores her pack and her family, often blind to their flaws and putting them on pedestals. She believes they are perfect in every way and can do no wrong. If anyone were to say otherwise, they would have her fangs to deal with. Melantha has a soft spot for pups and has a lot of maternal instincts to protect the young. Some can even describe her as motherly. Her motherly ways to do not just stop at pups but towards her siblings and others she finds in her care. A mom friend, basically. Melantha has a hyperfixation on poison and herbs. She will work and test these poisons on victims. She is also not shy from violence and shedding blood. Infact, she finds fighting and bloodshed quite enjoyable. She does not have a level head. She is very quick to anger. She is sadistic and enjoys the pain of others. She has a sick sense of humor and morbid curiosity. Her jokes are often inappropriate and crude.
Any other info: Melantha laughs uncontrollably due to a neurological condition, think Phoenix’s “Joker”. Often she laughs when uncomfortable or experiencing too much stress or emotion.
Roleplay Sample:
Melantha’s paws were hard at work, churning up dirt and uprooting the herbs that she needed. She had collected them all in a neat little pile not far from where she was working. She hummed a small tune as she worked, uprooting plants and piling them up. Once she was done, she would gather to bundle within her dark maws and carry them off back towards Insomnia’s lands, towards her den, where she would stow away the precious herbs and dry them as necessary. Once she reached the pack lands and crossed over the border, she would slithered her way towards her den and set the plants aside on a nest desk. She hummed as she organized each one according to property. The plants were set aside and organized, she tended to clean out her old stock of herbs and keep her den nice and tidy. Now that those chores were done, she flashed a grin towards the plants on her shelves. “I'll be back my little lovelies. Don't wait up too long.” She called out to them as she exited the den. Now, she just needed a few more ingredients and a test subject. The funnest part! She could feel her maws swell with salvia at the thought.
Plots for them: Maybe have kids of her own some day! To become a decent fighter and herbalist. I would also like for her to have a good reputation among her family. I can change her name if it's already taken!

OOC Name: molotovkisses
Character Name: Malum Tenebris Dunamis

Design/Appearance: I instantly loved this pre-made design: https://www.deviantart.com/stash/012nth9f5d3h
Malum is an imposing wolf of unusual size and striking appearance. His coat is primarily jet-black, broken by stark white markings, and his eyes are mismatched - one amber, one ice-blue. Larger than average due to his dire wolf lineage, Malum moves with a predatory grace that hints at his formidable strength and agility.

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Personality: Malum is a master manipulator, a soul who thrives on power, control, and maintaining rigid order. Though outwardly disciplined and composed, his true nature is ruthless and calculating, using fear and manipulation to maintain his dominance. His sharp mind and strategic insight make him dangerous, while his lawful nature ensures he uses systems of power to his advantage, bending them to suit his ends. In relationships, Malum is charming but ultimately self-serving, using those closest to him as tools in his pursuit of dominance. He thrives on conflict, fear, and secrets, making him a terrifying opponent who is always several steps ahead of those who challenge him. In a world where order is power, Malum will stop at nothing to ensure that he’s the one pulling the strings.

Any other info: Compulsively collects secrets, an intolerance for imperfection, and a touch aversion

Roleplay Sample: Malum stood at the edge of the crumbling parapet, the cold wind weaving through his thick, onyx fur, ruffling the silken strands as he surveyed the valley below. The moon hung low in the sky, a sickle of pale light cutting through the darkness, casting its faint glow over the barren landscape. From this height, everything seemed insignificant—the twisted trees, the winding rivers that had long since dried up, the distant flicker of wildfires clinging hungrily to the forest's edge. He was the embodiment of his lineage, a scion of the Dunamis, born into a legacy that demanded both reverence and fear.

He felt the weight of silence pressing down, thick and smothering, yet it was a silence he craved. In the stillness, he could think. Plan. Control.

He turned his gaze back to the valley, where the silhouettes of his kin moved like shadows, each step deliberate and charged with purpose. Loyalty was etched into their very being, an unspoken oath that bound them together, but Malum understood the delicate balance of power. He was not merely a participant in this game; he was a player, always calculating, always observing. The weight of expectation hung heavily upon him, but he wore it like armor.

As the night deepened, the howl of the wind grew sharper, and he felt the stirrings of unrest among the packs. Rumors of dissent had reached his ears, whispers of discontent that threatened to unravel the carefully woven fabric of their society. He relished the thought; chaos was merely another tool to be wielded, a means to assert his dominion.

In the shadows of the night, Malum smiled, a slow, cold expression that barely touched the edges of his amber eyes. The game was shifting, and he intended to be at the center of it, as always. His bloodline had promised him greatness, and he would seize it—no matter the cost.

In the world of the Dunamis, strength was paramount, and Malum intended to rise above all, a dark star in a constellation of power.

Plots for them: I was thinking that he gets some major character development at some point and let's some of the blades in his artillery dull a bit over time. Perhaps striving at all costs for a title or some form of power, only to realize how far he's truly gone (that line he crossed is like...miles behind him) and make some sort of shift. Or maybe something else if a really smooth plot unfurls naturally!