VAELNARIS

“BURN THEM ALL!!.”

The Beginning. An Empire forged from the ashes of fallen Kingdoms. The Vaelnaris bloodline is of the newest to exist in the lands in which they originated. It all began when two Wolves from allied packs came together in union to lay claim to their own territory. The original pair were Aeressa Vaeltalor and Raelor Barnalys. As their first offspring were born their former names were removed and replaced with Vaelnaris. The three pups were named Balerion, Meraxes, and Vhagar.  This is where the lineage began.

The three pups were soon to be referred to as the promised ones from the Gods. Each with severely different pelts resembling the elements. Vhagar held dark shades of greens and bronze with beaming green eyes. Balerion was a deep crimson with obsidian tones with black eye. Meraxes was a gentle sweep of snowy white and sharp grays turning nearly black, with wisps of an icy blue beneath silver white eyes. Each pup was healthy and strong, obviously a gift from the Gods to say the least.

The Vaelnaris bloodline flourished in the lands of Terra. A mystical land with four mighty Kingdoms (Vaeltalor, Lentheos, Vaelnaris, and Barnalys) all ruling simultaneously in wavering peace. This was all until The Bloody War. This began when a Warlord from the Kingdom of Lentheos raped and murdered the Queen Aeressa (Vaeltalor) Vaelnaris. As news of this spread within Terra the four packs prepared for war. This was Vaelnaris and Barnalys against Vaeltalor and Lentheos. The war ended nearly as soon as it began. The great battle took place in the neutral riverlands between the borders of the rival kingdoms. It only ended when a Knight from the Vaelnaris Kingdom ripped King Vimarr Lentheos’ throat out as they were crossing a shallow fork in the river. This painted the water red with fresh blood, which gave the War its name. This may have been the end of the war but the Vaelnaris were  not satisfied. King Raelor Vaelnaris took the rest of his Knights and infantry to the Lentheos lands ordering the surviving Wolves to either bow down or die. Most of the proud Lentheos fought to the end but the rest, including the mothers and pups, were taken as slaves. Vaelnaris successfully conquered and engulfed the Lentheos Kingdom, claiming the lands and people as their own. Three Kingdoms remained but after The Bloody War the Barnalys and Vaeltalor Wolves swore fealty to Vaelnaris, making King Raelor the ruler of the Terra lands. Vaelnaris was no longer a Kingdom but an Empire with the lesser families beneath them.

The Demise of the Empire came as a great wildfire swept Terra into a heated wasteland. The weak did not survive and those who stayed in their dens were burnt with their folly. The great Warlords of the three royal families took the survivors into the heart of Vaelnaris territory which was surrounded by riverlands. They led days of prayers with hopes the rivers or rains would stop the fires. But, the Gods did not answer their prayers. The fires were horrible enough to leap the rivers and sweep over the dense woods of the Vaelnaris lands. At this point chaos took over Terra and there was no more room for any nobility. It was time to survive and only those strong enough did so. At this point Balerion, Meraxes, and Vhagar were two years of age. They followed their father but ended up getting lost in the fires and losing them, eventually finding Boreas. Hoping others would follow the three would remain nomadic for the time being. Never sleeping easy but never losing hope.

Vaelnaris Traits

Vaelnaris Wolves are primarily medium and above. Balerion was the largest Wolf to walk their lands standing at 36” anything below that is acceptable for adult Wolves. Their fur colorations are usually darker with blacks, reds, browns, and greys. Each of the three siblings are of different coloration due to being a mixture of two different bloodlines. Any younger siblings should be of similar coloration to the three siblings with either green, silver, or red eyes.

These Wolves are generally cold, militaristic, ambitious, and ruthless. If one does not prove their worth they may be lost in the fray of commoners. Above all the Vaelnaris are loyal. The blood of Vaelnaris runs thick with loyalty and pride. These Wolves do not often betray their own due to the love and respect that comes with being born into such a divine bloodline. As long as work and effort is put into the pack no one shall be mistreated. With the loss of their parents Balerion will assume the rank of King with his siblings just below him. Anyone from Terra will be required to swear fealty or be marked as a traitor.

Alignments should be anywhere from Neutral to Evil. Im fine with Good as long as it is done properly and good reason.

Addition Information of each bloodline can be found here: Link! (This is being updated with Ardent sizes and such.)

Parental Information

Aeressa Vaelnaris - A beautiful femme from the Vaeltalor bloodline, her parents were pureblood siblings of Vaeltalor. She was a truly magnificent Lady loved by all. At age 1 she was betrothed to Raelor Barnalys to connect the two reigning Kingdoms and forge a new lineage. Throughout her life Aeressa was talented in many ways, training under the Grand Healers of Vaeltalor as well as learning the history of their kind. Despite not having a place on the battlefield Aeressa had a strong mind for strategy. At age 2, the age of adulthood and fertility, she married Raelor Barnalys and became pregnant with the first litter of Vaelnaris pups. At that time the two laid claim to their own territory and started the Vaelnaris Empire. Upon birth Aeressa, with the help of a few den mothers, worshiped her children. She was a wonderful mother and protected her offspring as well as pushing them to become strong and intelligent younglings.

Raelor Vaelnaris - The first born son of the Barnalys King Visegor it was always known he would be a ruler one day, as well as being promised to Aeressa Vaelator. Raelor was blessed with a mind of strategy and strength. At a young age the male underwent harsh training to one day become as skilled as any warlord. Despite being a very strict and cold male Raelor loved Aeressa as much as any warrior could. He never took another Wife nor mistress. Often times the High Lords of Terra had many bastard litters but Raelor only had eyes for his beloved Wife. Upon the birth of his first litter Raelor treated them with gentle care and love no one else could expect from the beast. Though, he did weave ideals of worth, strength, and power into their young minds. Raelor took Balerion as his heir and paid intensive focus on the dark boy for one day he was to be the High King of the Vaelnaris name. Nevertheless Raelor treated all of his children with respect and gave them ample attention.


“WE RISE!!”

Aeressa Vaelnaris x Raelor Vaelnaris

Balerion Vaelnaris - Played by Kara

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Age 3. Born in Winter. Large. Male. Lawful Evil.
Balerion was the largest Wolf to ever walk the lands of Terra.Built to conquer and burn he was named the Grand Prince of the Vaelnaris Empire. This behemoth was blessed with a mind for war, strategy, and battle. The art of destroying those that become an obstacle. With the demise of the Empire, Balerion will become the leader of the bloodline with his two siblings directly beneath him. His goals upon venturing into Boreas are to keep his siblings safe, find a proper place to settle, and to eventually make claim to a territory to regain the former strength of Vaelnaris.

Meraxes Vaelnaris - Open for Adoption!
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Age 3. Born in Winter. Large. Female. True Neutral.
Meraxes is smaller than Balerion but built with a lean and athletic form. Being the only female of the three promise spawn many expected her to be a proper Princess to marry a Prince and produce Lords and Ladies for allied Kingdoms. But, it became very evident this was not Meraxes’ goal in the slightest. She was always much more interested in training her intelligence and physical stature. After moons of begging for fighting lessons her parents finally gave in. At the age of one Meraxes trained under a Warlord of Vaelnaris named Daerynx. She took to the lessons and eventually became a prized warrioress of the pack but would never be allowed to be dubbed a Knight due to her gender. This did not stop the femme from continuing her training with intent on being able to destroy any of her bloodline’s enemies. Coming to Boreas Meraxes will do everything in her power to protect her siblings.

Vhagar Vaelnaris - Open for Adoption!
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Age 2. Born in Winter. Large. Male. True Neutral.
Vhagar is similar in size as his sister Meraxes but lacking the same athleticism. His two siblings took to the art of tooth and claw while he studied what the lands truly had to offer. Geography, herbs, hunt, weather, battle tactics and more. At a young age he took onto the stories of his denmother and as he grew of age the male began to explore and take in anything he could. As he came of age the young Prince took on lessons beneath the grand healers of Vaelnaris. His siblings were prone to bloodshed but Vhagar enjoyed taking a much more studious approach to things. He is often quiet rather then voicing his concerns out loud. Whispering in his siblings ears to aid in their decision making. He is their only trusted advisor and it is likely to remain that way upon arrival in Boreas. While in Boreas he will begin learning the land, exploring, collecting herbs, and hunting. Perhaps even learning the politics of the standing packs as well.

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Aeressa Vaelnaris x Raelor Vaelnaris

Veraxes Vaelnaris - Taken by Xarae!
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Age 2. Born in Winter. Size TBD. Female.

Vermithax Vaelnaris - Open for Adoption!
Design tbd by adopter.
Age 2. Born in Winter. Size TBD. Male.
I'd prefer him to aspire to follow in his footsteps beneath Balerion. I am open to aspirations of Knight hood, perhaps even becoming a Warlord. Loyalty is also preferred and Neutral to Evil alignments are acceptable.

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Saelanyra Barnalys-Lentheos x Matamorys Lentheos
Saelanra former noble Lady of Lentheos bloodline but swore fealty to Vaelnaris in the Bloody War.
Matamorys former warlord of Lentheos bloodline died in balle in the Bloody War.

Aegon Lentheos - Open for adoption
Age 2. Born in Spring. Size TBD. Male.
Born a Lentheos but also the son of Raelor's sister Raelanor swore his undying fealty to Vaelnaris at a young age. He should hold little resentment and focus on remaining in good standings with Balerion and his siblings.

Tessarion Lentheos - Open for adoption
Age 2. Born in Spring. Size TBD. Female.
Born a Lentheos but also the daughter of Raelor's sister Raelanor swore her undying fealty to Vaelnaris at a young age. She should hold little resentment and focus on remaining in good standings with Balerion and his siblings.

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Bhaenyra Gonyreos-Barnalys x Vamion Barnalys
Bhaenyra Gonyreos-Barnalys former maiden of a lesser bloodline derived from Vaeltalor married Vamion Barnalys and took his name.
Vamion Barnalys, brother to Raelor, died in the Bloody War defending High King Raelor Vaelnaris.

Rhaenys Barnalys - Open for adoption
Age 2. Born in Summer. Size TBD. Female.
Alyssa is a blank slate, perhaps a Lady with intent on marrying a Vaelnaris male at some point. Open for anything i'd say.


Other Adoptables

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Anyone alive is up for grabs or anyone can make their own character or bloodline from the lore provided! Cousins, slaves, Warlords, Knights, Healers, etc. Use your imagination. This can be a way to bring in a fresh character with some ties to a new family/history.

Open Vaelnaris Designs: link! Link!

Form:

Ooc name:
Character Name:
Personality: 200 words
Appearance: 100 words
Rp Sample: 200 words
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Disclaimer: After 1 ooc month of inactivity I have the right to take these characters back. I am fully willing to work with people if they let me know if something comes up!

Ive been working on this for a while as i've been away and it would be fun to bring this new family in as I come back from a bit of a rp break (I filled all my free time with reading and extra hours at work -.-). Please feel free to message me with any questions or concerns. - Also I'll be working on fixing some of the weird coding errors in this post to pretty it up. I just wanna see if there is any interest here. I'd prefer if it Vhagar and Meraxes were adopted out first.
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Ooc name: Dragon
Character Name: Meraxes Vaelnaris
Personality: 200 words
Appearance: 100 words
Rp Sample: 200 words
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OOC Name: Lolaf
Character Name: Vhagar Vaelnaris
Personality: From a young age, Vhagar was more inquisitive than ambitious. A sense of wonder for all the natural world runs deep in him, even now that he understands more than as a child, while he has never been a religious man he does hold a sort of deference for nature and all her beauty and horror. As he grew that inquisitive nature turned to other wolves and societies around him. He delved deep into political studies and relations. Perhaps that's what drove him to step back from the limelight when compared to his siblings. Or maybe he was simply more comfortable in the shadows. Let his siblings gain all the fame and acclaim they sought, Vhagar's position from birth was enough for him.

That being said his deep loyalty to his family means he is more than willing to offer his expertise to help his siblings with their ambitions. He is invested in them and their goals more than making more of his own. If he can aid them without drawing too much attention to himself, even better.

Perhaps a bit surprisingly, while he deeply loves his family, Vhagar is not emotionally very open. He bears no ill will towards most wolves but he also doesn't tend to consider their feelings much. He acts based on his whims or whatever his current project is and will often be unconcerned with the consequences unless it affects him or his family. That being said he is very affectionate and playful with his family. He tends to loosen up around them and them only, cracking jokes and even wrestling with them.

Appearance: Vhagar isn't built like his siblings, he is the smallest of them by far standing only 25" tall he isn't big by anyone's standards. The lack of similarities continues further though, while both his siblings are built with regards to battle, warriors from birth but Vhagar carries little to no bulk on his frame, there are muscles there but hardly visible. Indeed, he is wholly unremarkable in his build, neither too small nor particularly built.

Vhagar is swathed in earthy tones, the man isn't as visually impressive as his littermates but he isn't hard on the eyes by any means. The base of his coat is a deep chocolate, this color Mark's his head and neck, at his shoulders there is s strikingly distinct shift in color

Rp Sample: 200 words
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Ooc name:  Fen Ben
Character Name: Vermithax
Personality:

Clever

Sharp witted and sharp tongued Vermithax is an imposing figure both in battle and in matters of diplomacy and is known for rude but not entirely baseless remarks at the expense of others. Although at times he appears more foolhardy than serious he is known for being bloodthirsty in battle and using his size to his advantage. At times he can be something of a show off, mostly when he has someone he wants to impress in mind.

Arrogant

Flirtatious and sometimes vain Vermithax’s pride is bound to be the death of him. He is well aware of his accomplishments and all but ignores his faults as minor inconveniences. He has a hard time understanding why someone wouldn’t envy him between his royal lineage and his rakish looks, or why women would reject him if they reject him at all. Although he desires to be a great leader he lacks the discipline necessary to lead, but is not foolish enough to challenge blindly for power.

Ruthless

In battles, wars and hunts he is an entirely different wolf, he attacks viciously, and mercilessly, throwing all of his available strength into battle. If his commander or brother allows it he takes females by force and takes no prisoners regardless of whether or not they are innocent or helpless. He adores pups regardless of who their parents are, but is not above killing them if commanded to by his older siblings.


Appearance: Large, and tattered with scars Vermithax appears rather intimidating. His fur is mostly russet colored with cream under tones and black markings. His eyes are pale silver and his natural skin color is black, which is visible on his nose and paw pads. His shoulders are broad and are proportionate to his hips, his legs are equal to the length of his torso although his neck is thick and disproportionately short. He has three large scars on the left side of his body from escaping a grizzly bear. The lowest two scars connect on the back of his leg, just above his hock. There is a fouth scar that runs upward from his lip toward his muzzle however unlike the other three he received it from a jilted lover.
Scent- Wet, fallen, leaves and brine

Rp Sample:

Vermithax sidestepped his opponent then twisted to dive for his spine, his heart racing in his ears as the dust of the arena was kicked into the air. Around him he heard cheers of both men and women, marveling at his dexterity and strength. The wolf beneath him turned and rose, bumping their chests together while their claws battered and scratched at each other’s fur the two sets of fanged jaws gnashing at each other as they tried to grab purchase on flesh. His opponent lifted his paw to scratch at Verm’s underbelly and in that instant the red wolf knew he had won. He twisted in his opponent’s grip, throwing his weight into a shove that brought his opponent crashing to the ground. Vermithax snarled as his jaws closed around his opponent’s throat, a shrill yowl of agony escaping the other wolf before his airway was cut off. The wolf struggled then submitted, rolling into a ball and cowering as best as he could with the red wolf standing on top of him. He released his jaws but replaced the with a solid paw to the smaller wolf’s throat, an eager grin on his features as his eyes lifted to his older brother, panting and grinning with wild delight. It would be for Balerion to decide whether the other fighter lived or died, the fight had after all been in his honor. Eagerly he waited for his verdict, his tail still raised like a war banner and his similarly colored fur waving in the wind.
Plot Ideas: I'll be going for making this guy a kind of knight loyal to Balerion

OOC Name: Xarae
Character Name: Veraxes Vaelnaris (Design #4)
Personality: Chaotic neutral/neutral evil

After Meraxes shucked tradition, Veraxes became her constant shadow. Her sister made it easier for females to be taken seriously as warriors, but there were still barriers to break. Teased mercilessly for following in Meraxes' footsteps, her younger sister arguably got just as much - if not more - push back. It didn't help that Veraxes was generally a worse fighter than her older sibling, which cast an uncertain shadow on both of their futures as warriors. Thoroughly embarrassed to be hindering her sister, Veraxes begged her brothers to spar with her and hold back nothing. Their training was brutal and merciless, but it created a battle-hardy female that can hold her own against much larger and stronger opponents. Veraxes still desperately looks up to her sister and longs for her approval; she feels as if she needs to make up for her childhood mishaps and is always looking for ways to prove herself.

This desperation causes her to be reckless in combat and on hunts. Instead of obeying clear orders, Veraxes will often choose high-risk strategies hoping for a big, flashy pay off. Her body is covered in scars from spars with her brothers and hunting expeditions gone rogue. Despite her scars, Veraxes is rather vain. She prizes her body and the Vaelnaris blood and strongly believes that there is a higher "destiny" for her family that will be revealed to her. Needless to say, she is incredibly superstitious. This female has a litany of rituals for luck, prosperity, and victory that are known only to her.

Appearance: 29" Medium build
At first glance, Veraxes looks as if she still bears the mark of the fire her family escaped from. Her base coat is an off grey/white, but her body is dipped in black as if she'd been wading through soot since she was born. The top of her head, back, and tail are white-grey and her underside, face, and most of her legs are nearly black. Her ears are nicked and ragged from tussles and spars gone too far. Other scars can be found across her body, but her ears are by far the most easily visible marker of her scuffles. Veraxes has grey-green eyes. Her tail and parts of her legs were badly singed from the fire. While her tail has since grown back, the hair that regrew is pure white from stress/trauma (non-genetic). The regrowth pattern is random, although in some places it almost appears like tiger striping.

RP Sample: Must circle the pond three times in the direction the sun rises and I will win all of my spars today, Vera thought, beginning her second circle around the small body of water. It hadn't rained in a while now - the water was low and it smelled murky. She couldn't see any fish under the surface. In fact, it was mostly mud. I cannot stop to look, I must complete the circle. Across the pond, she heard a heavy splash. Immediately her hackles rose to attention and she jumped headfirst into the thick water.

Veraxes churned mud as she crossed the water, her heart beating in her throat. This would be it! She'd bag whatever was stalking her and bring it back to their temporary den, and they would praise her and all would be right with the world, just as soon as she finished circling the pond... Vera stopped dead in the middle of the sludge. She'd interrupted the circle. The whole thing was ruined and her luck was shot. Cussing under her breath, she decided to investigate the noise that had distracted her anyway and headed towards the opposite shore. It was nothing, after all - just a young rabbit that must have gotten confused. She sneered down at it as it struggled in the mud. Would it even be worth the calories she'd expend executing it? Vera rolled her shoulders and quickly disposed of the pitiable thing. Nothing more than a light snack. Shit. I can do better than that. I have to do better than that.

Plot Ideas: Lots and lots of sparring with her sibs as she hones her fighting ability. I'd like her to be Meraxes shadow, depending on how her player feels about that! Vera really, really wants to prove herself, and she'll do whatever it takes to make that happen.

Veraxes goes to Xarae! I love her and I can't wait to see her in play :)

Ooc name: era
Character Name: Meraxes
Personality:

Determined/Stubborn- Meraxes does not like being told she can't do something. Once she sets her mind to something- she sees it through and there is little that can be done to convince her otherwise. In her mind, if you aren't there to help her you can just get lost. She doesn't have time to listen to all the reasons she can't do something... Especially if it has anything to do with her gender or size. Obviously if there were real cause she would at least take a step back and rethink her decision...but that doesn't mean she is giving up, she just finds another way.

Quiet- Meraxes is not known for running her mouth and being unnecessarily talkative. She will hold conversation...when it suits her. She is far more interested in listening and watching others. During important discussions she is just as quiet until she has something to say, when she chooses to speak out it is with confidence and a measured authority. Rarely does she speak out during important discussions, when she does, she expects to be listened to.

Fierce- She is not a wolf to be trifled with. Meraxes is fierce in battle, lending no mercy to her adversaries and even during spars, her mercy is well...lacking. Regardless of size, gender and (within reason) age she will not soften her attacks. Outside of battle, she can be just as fierce. Though she isn't much of a talker, when someone can get her to speak her mind her words are usually cutting and hard, she lacks any desire to soften her words or beat around the bush. She doesn't hide the truth or soften it just for another's feelings.

Loyal- Meraxes is fiercely loyal to her family, perhaps the only thing she is loyal to. She has no tolerance for those that betray her or her family and regardless of whether they or right or wrong she will always take her families side in an argument or fight. While she doubts her brothers couldn't hold their own, she will always try to defend them either verbally or violently. That being said, once her trust is broken she is a formidable enemy and she will stop at nothing to get her revenge.

Aggressive- Meraxes,as mentioned above, is not soft and she does not take a soft stance on anything. She is a hardened warrior and it shows in the aggressive way she tends to speak and the way she carries herself. She is just as likely to settle things violently as she is to do so peacefully. She is a wolf constantly training and even this is done aggressively. For any that decide to train with her, they are sure to be in for a rigorous session and likely bruised and bleeding by the end of it.

Zero tolerance- she does not have time for whining, if someone wants to pout they definitely shouldn't come to her. She has no interest in consoling others and helping them through it. Her tolerance of pups is very...limited especially as they begin to age. She has no interest in being a mother any time soon and would really only do so if it benefited the family. Meraxes can and will lash out aggressively to those that annoy her.

Strategist – She does not just think of her move, she learns about her enemy and tries to plan out their reactions, often having multiple plans to every attack or move made. She looks at things in a unique perspective, giving her an advantage most do not have. She will hunt down weaknesses and flaws of her opponents and exploit them and she usually does so easily.

Intelligent – She is very smart; she seeks to learn from everyone with knowledge. She doesn’t have a problem admitting when she doesn’t know something- but one thing can be certain, she will find the answer by either searching herself or seeking someone knowledgeable on the subject and learning about it.

Appearance: 34" at the shoulder.
Meraxes has a face dipped in black with lighter grey accents under her eyes that stretch high on her cheeks. This color also can be seen on brow and the bridge of her nose, just not as pronounced. Her neck and chest is just as dark near her head but fades as it extends to her sides and back into the softer grey. This lighter grey dominates most of her form, though is broken up by black that extends from her belly up just past her shoulders and again on her flank. The underparts of her legs are also dipped in this rich black. At night she is a ghost, difficult to see due to the breaking of gray across her form.

Meraxes has an elegant shape, long legs wrapped in lean muscle. A face framed delicately almost speaks of tenderness, however there is a hardness to her silver eyes that says she is not to be messed with. She is not taller than her older brother, Balerion, but she is still considered a large wolf. She lacks the bulk of many warriors, but she makes up for it in agility and dexterity. Scars are scattered across her hide, though some are covered by fur, marking her as a warrior. While some may look upon her with disgust, when she gazes at her reflection she is filled with pride.

Rp Sample:
The moon rose high in the night sky bathing the rocky terrain in a pale luminous glow, even the clouds were kept at bay tonight. Jagged black shadows gave a stunning contrast for the land on this night, but among them, one moves. Black mixed with greys, a wraith among the light and shadows, she leapt forward. Muscles flexed and rippled beneath her well-kept coat, paws gripped fiercely to the stone as the figure began the climb. Jaws were hung agape, blood staining her tongue and parts of her teeth, lungs sucked in deep gulps of air with every breath. The wolf began the climb up the rocks, balancing almost expertly as she moved along.

Every so often the wolf’s stride would falter, a sign that she was injured. A low growl would rumble in her chest, fighting off the pain in her hind leg. It had been foolish, idiotic; she shouldn’t have gone after such a large prey, especially one that could- and did- fight back. She’d been forced to retreat and though the animal had long since stopped chasing her, fury burned in her limbs and propelled her forward. A couple days had passed, she had slept and hunted smaller game, allowing the wound to close tentatively- though now it had split open once more. A large boulder was up ahead, one that she rarely had trouble with- but she usually wasn’t injured either. Eyes would narrow, as once again a rumble would sound in her throat, determination could be seen in her every move. She would make this jump.

Muscles coiled as she neared the edge of her path, limbs shoved her upward forelegs outstretched while hind legs were tucked up underneath her. Chest would hit the stone first, sucking the breath from her lungs as fore paws dug at the stone for grip. Hind legs were forced to work as she tried to find purchase to help pull herself up while gasping for air. Inch by inch, she would rise, and then, her grip would falter. The elegant wolf would fall most disgracefully back to the ground several feet below. A loud thud would push what little air she had managed to grasp out from her lungs, leaving her wheezing for a moment on the ground before she slowly staggered to her paws, her injured leg held slightly up to keep her from putting her full weight on it. A loud snarl would sound once her breath was caught as she glared up at the rock and then to her leg. Damnit! She would seethe, before turning to go back to the beginning. She would do it again….until she succeeded.


Plot Ideas:

Vermithax is all i wanted and more. Fen hes all yours <3