Winter is Coming
Open joining thread for Winterfell
Acere
Master Fighter (275)
Master Intellectual (245)
Knight
13+ Years
Male
131
Dragon Mod
At last, he had secured himself a pack of his own. It had been unfortunate that Ignatius hadn't shown...Ace would have liked to fight the man to see who truly would come out on top. A true alpha. But as it was, he had technically won it fair and square. It was an alpha's duty to answer any challenges presented to them, and Ignatius had not answered his. He briefly wondered if he was okay, or maybe he decided to return to the land he had come from and left on a whim like some alphas did. Whatever the case, he had more pressing matters to think about. After leaving the battlefield, he immediately headed North until he reached the pines that sat just on the other side of the wall. He had been here before, and he quite liked the location. It was close to other areas that might be suitable for a pack, and close to the wall so they could potentially keep an eye on any that came crossing from that direction.
He felt a swell of pride in his chest as he stood in a clearing that seemed to have been used in the past, and upon finding a felled log at the far edge that rested against a boulder. He decided that would be where he called together those who had pledged to follow, and those who might consider it. With his foxes at his side, he briskly walked over and effortlessly jumped onto the boulder, the fallen tree serving as a backdrop as his titanic frame stood in the foreground. Tilting his head back, he let loose a powerful call for all to hear, claiming this land as his own, and shouting to the world that he was now the new Alpha of Winterfell.
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He kept his distance as he followed the new alpha north. Fracture probably would have been better off not following at all; he didn't want to appear as some creepy stalker but he was brand new to these lands and would have struggled to navigate this far north without following Acere's trail. Eventually a towering wall began to appear in the distance, and by the impressions of paws in the ground, that was where the northern alpha was headed.
The clearing loomed before him not too long after he'd heard the powerful howl ahead. It seemed that Acere was ready to bring his followers in, and Fracture hoped his presence there wouldn't be unwelcome. After all, what sort of brand new pack would turn away a potential member? He strode into the expanse with confidence, gaze fixed intently upon the alpha and the boulder upon which he stood. Fracture was the first to show, but he wasn't surprised seeing as he'd all but stalked Acere here.
"Congratulations on your victory, Your Grace." He let his head bow deeply before the King. Fracture didn't feel the need to explain himself or his presence; he figured his intention to join was obvious. He sat and made himself comfortable, and then turned to the south to see whom else might soon arrive.
Ignis
Hellhound
Master Fighter (635)
Master Hunter (240)
Juggernaut
Mangler
9 Years
Male
30
Dragon Mod
"Talk" Walk His uncle had won the pack, so to speak. He didn't get the chance to fight but since the challenged alpha never showed up, then his uncle had laid claim to the Northern pack. He followed his uncle, though took his time as he waited for his sister to catch up. He didn't want to leave her behind, but instead wanted to walk into their new home alongside her. Having been through everything together, he wanted to start this new life with her at his side. She was his armor, and he was her sword. With clear excitement, he trotted along with his companions and her, the odd group hearing his uncle's call on the horizon. "Ha! Guess he's just as excited as we are!" He grinned and glanced to his sister before hurrying along.
When the crimson boy arrived, he shook out his coat and smoothed it down a bit so he didn't look all raggedy, and strolled into the clearing his uncle had chosen with his head high and a more determined gait. Crimson gaze first found his uncle, and then a stranger who greeted his uncle, calling him "your grace" and bowing before taking a seat. Huh...interesting. He was so accustomed to being casual with his uncle that this was completely new to him. He nodded a greeting to the stranger and sauntered closer to his uncle, "Your Grace, huh? I kinda like that sound of that. Has a nice ring to it," He mused. "Do we gotta call you that too?" A hint of humor was there, of course. He wouldn't mind at all if there were new titles that went with the new pack. It was different, after all. In fact, he wouldn't mind being called something neat like that too. He turned and sat down with his sister and waited for more to arrive, or for his uncle to speak. |
Ignis is unpredictable and may become violent with little or no provocation due to his "demon"
*Ignis' tail is docked, and his left ear has been torn away and now resembles a Battle crop style.