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Hi Everyone;
As you can see, ownership of Silver Mountain has changed hands again, and hopefully for the last time. Some of you may remember me from old wolf role plays such as Great Ebony Realm, Ora...
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Roukan tore across the cold sand of the bay, not bothering with acknowledging the cold. He was completely content with his life now. Things couldn't have been more pleasant for the young Tenauri pup. He loved his land, his family, and the peace that engulfed the life he was leading.
Always up for adventure, Roukan was a bit sad that there were no other pups aside from himself and Kaylee. But that didn't matter. His father taught him what he could and there was always his sister to think on. He had to admit that the thought of being friendless really saddened him.
But not today! Today he would gain his first friend and his name was Zac! He wanted to take Zac hunting and show off his skills, but he really just wanted to call a friend. Roukan knew that the male probably didn't see anything passed a young, 9 month whelp, but it mattered not. Eventually he would let Zac see differently and, hopefully, they would become better friends.
As he raced toward Borealis Bay, Roukan halted short just enough away so that Zac could catch up. There were plenty of seagulls and sea lions about, but if he attacked too quickly and by himself, there was a chance that he would get destroyed by one of the older males. Especially if there was a walrus afoot.
Looking behind him, Roukan smirked and got down low to the sand; inhaling the rich scent of the sea, while giving an approving nod to Zac. This was going to be fun.
|OOC: Sorry if it's crap. Got too many things to do. XD|
This post has been edited by Roukan on May 25 2009, 03:54 PM
 Yo! The name's Roukan Xalazar Tenauri! My friends call me Rou.
I'm an Outland male of 1 Year, so watch out!
My Mom's Zakta Xalazar, but she's dead now.
My Dad, Raiji Tenauri takes care of me & my sister Kaylee.
My new mother, Aira, gave me my new siblings, Drustan, Nadia, and Serrya!
I'll kill ya if you lay a paw on my family!
I don't know who my real dad is, and I don't care.
I'm currently held captive by Ambrose, leader of the W.I.N.G.S.
A perfect soldier is what I'm being molded to be.
I will never be the same again...Other Wolves:Jeita Tenauri| Raiji Tenauri| Romeo Tenauri| Nadia Tenauri| Acid Varun| Azarus Black (disposable) |
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Agile legs took the lands with easy strides. His breaths hardly changed, trotting effortlessly after the puppy. Though at times, Zac's muscles obligated him and he would break into a full canter for a few legs of the journey. Air passed through his nose, Zac was satisfied. He was an Outlander! A proud decendant of his father's pack. Even if the packlands did belong to others now. Leaping ove r a rotting log, with a gallant stride, he followed Rou through nearly the entire lands. It wasn't until he heard the rushing roar of a great water that he realised they were nearing the far borders of the territory.
His paws grazed over the land, almost floating as he caught wiff of the sealions. Mmmm he hadn't eaten one of those in a good long time. He recalled once, when he was really young. But he yerned for the taste of it, and as he bolted through the woods, the lust to kill, and a hunger to feed, filled him. Every stride shifting and silent as he prepared himself. The hunter, eagerly preparing to snare ihis prey.
Roukan, he saw was now crouched low to the sands. The pup was excited, it seemed. And Zac didn't mind it at all, he too was overwhelmed. He slowed down, and sank his entire body to a crouch, slithering up near the younger canine and chuffed inauditably. "Have you picked one out yet Rou?" He asked, his black eyes scanning the shoreline where many were enjoying themselves. Bathing, diving, eating, or playing.
Name: Zacytheus Tusani Velorin New Alias: Twilight Velorin Age: 2 Years old Gender: Male Current Rank: Loner Recent Rank: Hunter of the Zairah Tribe <b>~Kinship~</b> Father: Tusani Carter Velorin (Killed by hunters, he was alpha of the outlands at the time.) Mother: Izion Velorin (Twilight has no knowledge of his Mother's well being. Though he hopes she is still living. Alphess of the outlands the last he knew her.) Siblings: Dhreleon. Ti's only brother, he was said to have been mauled by curious lynx cubs when Ti and his siblings were only little. Serenity. The oldest of Ti's sisters, she and Elysia were born so close together they were formally called twins. Ti hasn't seen his sister in a very long time and doesn't know what might have happened to her. Elysia. Youngest of the litter, and last decendant of the Velorins. She is the youngest twin to Serenity. Ti has no knowledge if she is still alive or not. These are the only litter to the once alphen pair. Twilight, Dhreleon, Serenity and Elysia. ~Distant relatives~ Father's side: Grand-Father: Carter Velorin (Died last year at age eight) Grand -Mother: Tian Velorin (Eight years old, still living - retired alphess) Grand father by adoption: Tribuke. Died at nine years old. Adopted father of Tusani. Grand-mother by adoption: Citali, killed in a pack hunt. She was the adopted mother of Tusani Aunt Destiny. Born after Tusani, she had found her way back to Shaedon and now remains a dutiful caretaker to the pack. She has mated with a strong hunter named Dwavin and has given life to three strong puppies. Renae, Kila and Casey. Three wonderfully beautiful girls. Uncle Mazeta. Born third in the litter, Maze has also found his way home. Although torn and showing the brutality of life, he has found sanctuary in his parent's homeland. He has taken up betaship and backs his parents with an iron paw. Though love has not forsaken him. He found courtship with a young two year old female and they're quite happy together. Though, she is barron and will never give him pups. Maze is unphazed by this as he's not really a parent type. Uncle Juasta. Born fourth, he has not yet found his way home and it is unknown if he is even still alive or how his life has wound up. Aunt Lana. Born fifth and twin to Tanni, she has not found her way home. Her whereabouts and even if she is alive, is unknown. Aunt Tanni. The last of the litter and born sixth, and twin to Lana. She has returned home to her parents and lives there now as a normal packmember. Fiesty temperment has kept her from finding love up til her third fall. She mated with Stallion and together now parent seven, one year old children. They are named, Tezsta(M), Launi(M), Laren(M), Freedom(M), Hope(F), Chestnut(M) and Holly(F). ~Mother's side~ Grand-Father: Zaron. He died at the paws of Crimson Valley. Grand-Mother Miranda. She also died, giving birth to her last litter. Aunt Chaundra Once removed. She passed away from heart failure. Linked through Izion's half sister Kiloni. Born from Zaron and Chaundra, step sisters/brothers to Izion Half-Aunt Kiloni, dead, killed by Miranda Half-Uncle Bree, unknown Half-Uncle Ptirr, unknown Half-Uncle Keid, unknown Born from Zaron and Miranda, full sisters/brothers to Izion Aunt Isaura, unknown Uncle Barron, unknown Aunt Lora, unknown Best Friend: None. <b>~Appearance~</b> Breed: Tundra Wolf (with 1/4 Rocky Mountain) Length: 6 ft. Height: 4.5 ft. Weight: 120 lbs Pelt Coloration: Twilight is the spitten image of his father. He always had the same colors but as he grew older into a remarkable wolf, it became clear this was the son of Tusani. He, like Tusani, is considered a blonde wolf. His body is an off white with strikes of brown weaving through his coat. Marking his back, ears and several other places. Eyes: Black Scars: Several scars across his legs, and faint marks across his muzzle from former dog fights. Summary of Tusani's looks: Twilight is at the maximum size of his breed. Being his father was very large, he has adapted the massiveness from him. Muscular and very swift on his legs, he is by far an attractive wolf. His body shows little sign of his Mother's influence, she lies in his personality. See, for Tundra wolves, blonde wolves are not impossible, but they aren't normally seen. Mistaken regularily for Rocky Mountain wolf and Artic, his DNA is actually Tundran. As he grew, he became more blonde then anything, with several highly noticed black and brown streaks. His fur is a medium cut and thickens terribly when winter comes, however he is not considered shaggy. He has several scars that will be detailed and explained in his history. <b>~Personality~</b> Twilight has had a pretty different life. Experiencing things at a young age. Like, orphanage, abandanship and the terrors of a human camp. He has seen a lot in his short lifetime, and as he had been counted on to make decisions at an early age, he has become quite a respectable wolf. He's generous and very kind. Passively bold, meaning he doesn't take crap but he won't just haul off and assert himself to prove it. Not at first anyways. He's gentle and firm all in one breath. The brute has learned that if you earn the respect of others, you don't have to assert yourself when you want something done. But with a soft voice, there's no arguing with him or consequences will definately follow. Twilight isn't an overly aggressive wolf. He will throw his weight around only if absolutely necessary and he really does detest unnecessary fighting. Loss of life, for no reason is purposeless. But when duty calls for it, he will put his heart and soul into every movement like it'd be his last. He is a logical thinker and takes his time with decisions, if he's allowed time anyways. Twilight doesn't like rushing situations and if he has the time he will seek solitude, a place of safe haven and lay for a while mulling over the circumstances. He isn't overly friendly and won't bound up to you with licks and giggles. But he is in his own likeness a very socialable male. He keeps a noble air about himself and addresses everyone accordingly. Being so young when he was separated from his family and witnessed the death of his father, Twilight has learned what pain is. What loss is. And he takes it in a steady stride. He won't hide that he's hurting, as you will see it in his eyes and his posture will remain low and mournful. But again he retains his dignity and won't collasp into a blubbering lot, at least not in front of anyone. Trusting. That's where most get him wrong. One would thing Twilight is a very trusting wolf, given his natural aura. But he's not. It takes a lot to get in his trust and once you have suceeded, dare any that break it. Twilight had been betrayed many times in his life. He is wary of everything though he may not always show it. However, should you vow an oath of trust and gain his respect, don't break it. He takes betrayal very personal, and feels it a deep blow where it counts. This is a good way to bring out the brute's almost non-existant temper. Otherwise, Twilight can be a bit hardheaded, and he's not afraid to say no. If he doesn't like what he hears, then he will simply tell you so. Outspoken when he needs to be, he also has a fiery temper when it does surface. Always the calm and rational wolf, don't get him angry because if you do, he'll no body so to speak. Fighting. Even if he is furious, Ti won't attack to stimulate a fight. And never will you catch him raping a female. But he will assert dominance if he has the rank to do so with. In a final note, Twilight is loyal, dedicated and brave. He will not back down to any given situation and will stand head long against it. Normally a very peaceful noble wolf, he is also known to hold very long and powerful grudges. He truly is, his father's son. ~History~ Everything seemed to be going Zac's way. He giggled into the batch of grass. His nose tickled by the dew'd blades. "One! Two! Three! Here I come!" He yelled, and the cub bounced out from the 'it' place. His lungs breathed in the clean air, puffing up his chest while black eyes swung around the little clearing. Dhreleon was too slow to find a hiding place like the others. So when Zac saw him darting into a bush he made that his first target. Crouchng low, his butt wiggling with his excitement. Concentrate! He tried to tell himself. But when Dhre yipped over something poking him, Zac couldn't help it, he zipped forward and pounced his little brother. "GOT YOU!" He yelled, the two puppies falling over into the grassy meadow. Laughing (Zac) and growling (Dhre). They calmed down after a brief best out of two romping before Zac put his attention on finding the rest of his siblings and his friends. Teaming up, the rest of the day was spent one, two, threeing on each other and enjoying the sunlight. Of course in the thick of the trees, several pairs of eyes from observing packmembers kept the cubs safe in their little blissful heaven of playfulness. Late that night, wolves brought the little cubs home to their parents. The bundles of furs were curled up in friendly jaws. Zac was set, already sleeping, next to his little brother and their sisters were piled next to them. Izion, alphess of the outlands and mother to them, thanked the packmembers and returned to keep her sweet babies warm. It was a well worth while day. Zac didn't dream much that night, he snuggled into his mother's fur and slept til the late morning when a pale blonde muzzle poked him awake. Yawning and opening his eyes, Tusani stared down at him with a cheeky grin. Tusani, Zac's father and Alpha in the outlands. They were suppose to learn the basic steps of a hunt today. Preparing for the pack hunt they would watch later that week! Zac was excited, as all the other puppies would have been. Marching out with his siblings and his father, they played in the meadow for a couple hours before the lessons began. But, there was something Zac didn't understand. Some reason why his father seemed to favor him. Maybe it was his imagination. But he was never as well praised as his sisters were. Or his brother was. There was more expected of him. This complicated things. He didn't understand it til later that day that Tusani took Zac out alone, and they were talking and playing and laughing. Zac noticed today that his father didn't seem as carefree or boyant as he normally did. He seemed... serious.. Was this normal? He certainly didn't like it. He didn't really realise til then what it meant to be the alpha's first born. But there wasn't a lot of time to relish in the idea of it either, or ask the million questions that popped into his mind. That was the day that hell broke out underneath the mountains. It was a day of kaos, and a day of murder. Zac, crated up by wooden bars, eyes full of tears and bucking against the cage door, screamed in outrage and panic as the jeep barked to life and drove away from the two legged men swarming around the still body of his father. "DADDY!!!!" It was a year later, that Zac, now accustomed to the name Twilight by human trainers, laid in a ruddy ball at the far edge of the cage. His sides were thin and his face swallow and fierce. Maddened. He didn't realise the camp's operational purpose since the first time at ten months old, he had been placed in a small ring with another puppy. Starved and bloodthirsty, they were provoked against each other. Angry for reasons they didn't understand. Proving his strength and agility, Twilight had won a great many matches against dogs, wolves, half breeds and some twice his size since. The feeder walked into the cage, an escort or two with her, both carrying guns. Twilight only half heartedly noticed the door had not been fully closed. And without much thought to it, he broke out of the hell he had come to know as home. Once his legs started, they didn't stop. Running running running! Further and further through the trees he ran, stumbling and tripping over the tiniest thing. It had been so long since he was able to stretch so fully. Twilight could hear the screams of protests by the humans and their thunderous footfalls behind him. While his paws were feather light as he grew more and more accustomed to his movements. Three days later, he stumbled in on a pack just north of the silver mountain territory. The wolves were concerned by his state and they accepted him, nursed and trained him as a wolf should be. He was taught, fighting was not the answer. And enjoyed the sweet taste of venisen again. Twilight was over two years old when he left the pack, and decided it was time he went home. Home to his parents lands. Though he knew that his father wouldn't be there, he couldn't control the agony he felt for his once home. He wanted familiarity, he wanted... Outlands. So with fairwell wishes, he set his course southward. Eager to find the homes he missed. And who knew what else he'd run into.... <div align=center>
My name? Zacytheus Tusani Velorin
And I am three springs old.
My parents were once the noble alphas of the Outlands.
My father, Tusani Velorin and my mother, Izion Velorin
My brother Dhre is gone, and I don't know where my sisters Serenity and Elysia are
I live in the Outlands as a subordinate, and I am happy
No fae has taken my heart, and there are none that carry my blood.
~*Others*~
Isruma Dark Novias ~ Dark and Jeita litter - SM - Unborn
Tusani Carter Velorin ~ 5 year old male - OP - Not in play</div> |
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|OOC: Sorry this took so long Zacy. I had finals week.|
Roukan felt Zac's presence next to him and only let his amber eyes move to look at him to show that he had acknowledged his presence. It was all about the hunt not. If they missed this chance, they'd starve...
Okay...not really. His father would have more than likely picked up something for them to eat back at the dens...but still!
"Have you picked one out yet Rou?"
Nodding, Roukan pointed his nose at the group of baby sea lions who were playing just along the edge of the water a good distance away from the adults. They figured that if danger were afoot, the children could just jump in the water to avoid it. This, of course, was a good tactic to follow.
Unfortunately for them, Roukan was not only fast, but he was a good swimmer too. He'd learned that thanks to his father constantly chasing him out into the ocean when they would play tag with each other, along with Kaylee, on the bay.
"The two babies farthest away from the moms and dads is who we'll go after. If they head out into the water, give chase! ...unless you're not a good swimmer." Roukan looked at Zac. "Are you a decent swimmer?"
This post has been edited by Roukan on May 25 2009, 03:54 PM
Yo! The name's Roukan Xalazar Tenauri! My friends call me Rou.
I'm an Outland male of 1 Year, so watch out!
My Mom's Zakta Xalazar, but she's dead now.
My Dad, Raiji Tenauri takes care of me & my sister Kaylee.
My new mother, Aira, gave me my new siblings, Drustan, Nadia, and Serrya!
I'll kill ya if you lay a paw on my family!
I don't know who my real dad is, and I don't care.
I'm currently held captive by Ambrose, leader of the W.I.N.G.S.
A perfect soldier is what I'm being molded to be.
I will never be the same again...Other Wolves:Jeita Tenauri| Raiji Tenauri| Romeo Tenauri| Nadia Tenauri| Acid Varun| Azarus Black (disposable)
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Zac had watched Roukan's nose jut an arrow to the targets he had been scoping out. After a few seconds, his black eyes glittered when they turned on the two white seals. They were young and not at all close to adulthood. Still, they were foolishly too far from the protection of the mothers, and the aid of the walruses. Zac's eyes shifted around the pair of young seals, their white marble coats stuck out sorely against the sea water. The edges around the younglings were jagged and they were some ten feet from the shoreline.
He smiled a little wolfishly. He knew they'd be able to grab at least one of the cubs before they could reach the water. And if they did, his legs would easily be able to catch the fastest one. He supposed it would be the smaller seal that would be faster. She was slightly thinner but still plump with warm fat for the winter, then the other one. Who was healthy and far too over fed. Yum. Licking his muzzle absently, Zac nodded once. "We'll find out Rou." he replied to the younger wolf, grinning before he slipped down the slope and into heavier bushes. He pressed his preened beige coat down against the floor and crept forward, waiting only for seconds to wait for Roukan.
"Let's have lunch." He muttered and as he crept closer, his legs relaxed, preparing for the dash he would make. Occationally pausing when eyes of the parents shifted over the shoreline, Zac inched closer. It was a marvel how such a large wolf could sneak so silently, and so stealthily through an open area. Hardly seen he was. Til the last moment. About twenty feet off, the babies were swatting at each other, honking and crawling around. A game of tag or something Zac guessed. Well guess what babies, Zac's it.
A final glance at Roukan, waiting for the signal; he had decided to let the pup lead this one. When he saw it, Zac bunched his legs and in the last half of that second the blonde canine streaked across the pebbles and sand. Bolting like a large flash of light. All at once panic roared through the herd of seals. Realisation that something was wrong, within seconds, turned into conclusions about what exactly was going on. One mother seal screamed angrilly, probably mother to one of these foolish cubs. Zac didn't pay any mind to them. They were too far off to matter much for at least a couple minutes.
The cubs had scattered and frantically slipping and slopping their way to the water. Zac's long legs thrusted underneath him and he pounced on the fatter seal. It squirmed away and he gave chase to it. Snapping and pulling at it's skin as he followed the baby closely. Snarling, growling, hungrilly lusting for it's meat.
Name: Zacytheus Tusani Velorin New Alias: Twilight Velorin Age: 2 Years old Gender: Male Current Rank: Loner Recent Rank: Hunter of the Zairah Tribe <b>~Kinship~</b> Father: Tusani Carter Velorin (Killed by hunters, he was alpha of the outlands at the time.) Mother: Izion Velorin (Twilight has no knowledge of his Mother's well being. Though he hopes she is still living. Alphess of the outlands the last he knew her.) Siblings: Dhreleon. Ti's only brother, he was said to have been mauled by curious lynx cubs when Ti and his siblings were only little. Serenity. The oldest of Ti's sisters, she and Elysia were born so close together they were formally called twins. Ti hasn't seen his sister in a very long time and doesn't know what might have happened to her. Elysia. Youngest of the litter, and last decendant of the Velorins. She is the youngest twin to Serenity. Ti has no knowledge if she is still alive or not. These are the only litter to the once alphen pair. Twilight, Dhreleon, Serenity and Elysia. ~Distant relatives~ Father's side: Grand-Father: Carter Velorin (Died last year at age eight) Grand -Mother: Tian Velorin (Eight years old, still living - retired alphess) Grand father by adoption: Tribuke. Died at nine years old. Adopted father of Tusani. Grand-mother by adoption: Citali, killed in a pack hunt. She was the adopted mother of Tusani Aunt Destiny. Born after Tusani, she had found her way back to Shaedon and now remains a dutiful caretaker to the pack. She has mated with a strong hunter named Dwavin and has given life to three strong puppies. Renae, Kila and Casey. Three wonderfully beautiful girls. Uncle Mazeta. Born third in the litter, Maze has also found his way home. Although torn and showing the brutality of life, he has found sanctuary in his parent's homeland. He has taken up betaship and backs his parents with an iron paw. Though love has not forsaken him. He found courtship with a young two year old female and they're quite happy together. Though, she is barron and will never give him pups. Maze is unphazed by this as he's not really a parent type. Uncle Juasta. Born fourth, he has not yet found his way home and it is unknown if he is even still alive or how his life has wound up. Aunt Lana. Born fifth and twin to Tanni, she has not found her way home. Her whereabouts and even if she is alive, is unknown. Aunt Tanni. The last of the litter and born sixth, and twin to Lana. She has returned home to her parents and lives there now as a normal packmember. Fiesty temperment has kept her from finding love up til her third fall. She mated with Stallion and together now parent seven, one year old children. They are named, Tezsta(M), Launi(M), Laren(M), Freedom(M), Hope(F), Chestnut(M) and Holly(F). ~Mother's side~ Grand-Father: Zaron. He died at the paws of Crimson Valley. Grand-Mother Miranda. She also died, giving birth to her last litter. Aunt Chaundra Once removed. She passed away from heart failure. Linked through Izion's half sister Kiloni. Born from Zaron and Chaundra, step sisters/brothers to Izion Half-Aunt Kiloni, dead, killed by Miranda Half-Uncle Bree, unknown Half-Uncle Ptirr, unknown Half-Uncle Keid, unknown Born from Zaron and Miranda, full sisters/brothers to Izion Aunt Isaura, unknown Uncle Barron, unknown Aunt Lora, unknown Best Friend: None. <b>~Appearance~</b> Breed: Tundra Wolf (with 1/4 Rocky Mountain) Length: 6 ft. Height: 4.5 ft. Weight: 120 lbs Pelt Coloration: Twilight is the spitten image of his father. He always had the same colors but as he grew older into a remarkable wolf, it became clear this was the son of Tusani. He, like Tusani, is considered a blonde wolf. His body is an off white with strikes of brown weaving through his coat. Marking his back, ears and several other places. Eyes: Black Scars: Several scars across his legs, and faint marks across his muzzle from former dog fights. Summary of Tusani's looks: Twilight is at the maximum size of his breed. Being his father was very large, he has adapted the massiveness from him. Muscular and very swift on his legs, he is by far an attractive wolf. His body shows little sign of his Mother's influence, she lies in his personality. See, for Tundra wolves, blonde wolves are not impossible, but they aren't normally seen. Mistaken regularily for Rocky Mountain wolf and Artic, his DNA is actually Tundran. As he grew, he became more blonde then anything, with several highly noticed black and brown streaks. His fur is a medium cut and thickens terribly when winter comes, however he is not considered shaggy. He has several scars that will be detailed and explained in his history. <b>~Personality~</b> Twilight has had a pretty different life. Experiencing things at a young age. Like, orphanage, abandanship and the terrors of a human camp. He has seen a lot in his short lifetime, and as he had been counted on to make decisions at an early age, he has become quite a respectable wolf. He's generous and very kind. Passively bold, meaning he doesn't take crap but he won't just haul off and assert himself to prove it. Not at first anyways. He's gentle and firm all in one breath. The brute has learned that if you earn the respect of others, you don't have to assert yourself when you want something done. But with a soft voice, there's no arguing with him or consequences will definately follow. Twilight isn't an overly aggressive wolf. He will throw his weight around only if absolutely necessary and he really does detest unnecessary fighting. Loss of life, for no reason is purposeless. But when duty calls for it, he will put his heart and soul into every movement like it'd be his last. He is a logical thinker and takes his time with decisions, if he's allowed time anyways. Twilight doesn't like rushing situations and if he has the time he will seek solitude, a place of safe haven and lay for a while mulling over the circumstances. He isn't overly friendly and won't bound up to you with licks and giggles. But he is in his own likeness a very socialable male. He keeps a noble air about himself and addresses everyone accordingly. Being so young when he was separated from his family and witnessed the death of his father, Twilight has learned what pain is. What loss is. And he takes it in a steady stride. He won't hide that he's hurting, as you will see it in his eyes and his posture will remain low and mournful. But again he retains his dignity and won't collasp into a blubbering lot, at least not in front of anyone. Trusting. That's where most get him wrong. One would thing Twilight is a very trusting wolf, given his natural aura. But he's not. It takes a lot to get in his trust and once you have suceeded, dare any that break it. Twilight had been betrayed many times in his life. He is wary of everything though he may not always show it. However, should you vow an oath of trust and gain his respect, don't break it. He takes betrayal very personal, and feels it a deep blow where it counts. This is a good way to bring out the brute's almost non-existant temper. Otherwise, Twilight can be a bit hardheaded, and he's not afraid to say no. If he doesn't like what he hears, then he will simply tell you so. Outspoken when he needs to be, he also has a fiery temper when it does surface. Always the calm and rational wolf, don't get him angry because if you do, he'll no body so to speak. Fighting. Even if he is furious, Ti won't attack to stimulate a fight. And never will you catch him raping a female. But he will assert dominance if he has the rank to do so with. In a final note, Twilight is loyal, dedicated and brave. He will not back down to any given situation and will stand head long against it. Normally a very peaceful noble wolf, he is also known to hold very long and powerful grudges. He truly is, his father's son. ~History~ Everything seemed to be going Zac's way. He giggled into the batch of grass. His nose tickled by the dew'd blades. "One! Two! Three! Here I come!" He yelled, and the cub bounced out from the 'it' place. His lungs breathed in the clean air, puffing up his chest while black eyes swung around the little clearing. Dhreleon was too slow to find a hiding place like the others. So when Zac saw him darting into a bush he made that his first target. Crouchng low, his butt wiggling with his excitement. Concentrate! He tried to tell himself. But when Dhre yipped over something poking him, Zac couldn't help it, he zipped forward and pounced his little brother. "GOT YOU!" He yelled, the two puppies falling over into the grassy meadow. Laughing (Zac) and growling (Dhre). They calmed down after a brief best out of two romping before Zac put his attention on finding the rest of his siblings and his friends. Teaming up, the rest of the day was spent one, two, threeing on each other and enjoying the sunlight. Of course in the thick of the trees, several pairs of eyes from observing packmembers kept the cubs safe in their little blissful heaven of playfulness. Late that night, wolves brought the little cubs home to their parents. The bundles of furs were curled up in friendly jaws. Zac was set, already sleeping, next to his little brother and their sisters were piled next to them. Izion, alphess of the outlands and mother to them, thanked the packmembers and returned to keep her sweet babies warm. It was a well worth while day. Zac didn't dream much that night, he snuggled into his mother's fur and slept til the late morning when a pale blonde muzzle poked him awake. Yawning and opening his eyes, Tusani stared down at him with a cheeky grin. Tusani, Zac's father and Alpha in the outlands. They were suppose to learn the basic steps of a hunt today. Preparing for the pack hunt they would watch later that week! Zac was excited, as all the other puppies would have been. Marching out with his siblings and his father, they played in the meadow for a couple hours before the lessons began. But, there was something Zac didn't understand. Some reason why his father seemed to favor him. Maybe it was his imagination. But he was never as well praised as his sisters were. Or his brother was. There was more expected of him. This complicated things. He didn't understand it til later that day that Tusani took Zac out alone, and they were talking and playing and laughing. Zac noticed today that his father didn't seem as carefree or boyant as he normally did. He seemed... serious.. Was this normal? He certainly didn't like it. He didn't really realise til then what it meant to be the alpha's first born. But there wasn't a lot of time to relish in the idea of it either, or ask the million questions that popped into his mind. That was the day that hell broke out underneath the mountains. It was a day of kaos, and a day of murder. Zac, crated up by wooden bars, eyes full of tears and bucking against the cage door, screamed in outrage and panic as the jeep barked to life and drove away from the two legged men swarming around the still body of his father. "DADDY!!!!" It was a year later, that Zac, now accustomed to the name Twilight by human trainers, laid in a ruddy ball at the far edge of the cage. His sides were thin and his face swallow and fierce. Maddened. He didn't realise the camp's operational purpose since the first time at ten months old, he had been placed in a small ring with another puppy. Starved and bloodthirsty, they were provoked against each other. Angry for reasons they didn't understand. Proving his strength and agility, Twilight had won a great many matches against dogs, wolves, half breeds and some twice his size since. The feeder walked into the cage, an escort or two with her, both carrying guns. Twilight only half heartedly noticed the door had not been fully closed. And without much thought to it, he broke out of the hell he had come to know as home. Once his legs started, they didn't stop. Running running running! Further and further through the trees he ran, stumbling and tripping over the tiniest thing. It had been so long since he was able to stretch so fully. Twilight could hear the screams of protests by the humans and their thunderous footfalls behind him. While his paws were feather light as he grew more and more accustomed to his movements. Three days later, he stumbled in on a pack just north of the silver mountain territory. The wolves were concerned by his state and they accepted him, nursed and trained him as a wolf should be. He was taught, fighting was not the answer. And enjoyed the sweet taste of venisen again. Twilight was over two years old when he left the pack, and decided it was time he went home. Home to his parents lands. Though he knew that his father wouldn't be there, he couldn't control the agony he felt for his once home. He wanted familiarity, he wanted... Outlands. So with fairwell wishes, he set his course southward. Eager to find the homes he missed. And who knew what else he'd run into.... <div align=center>
My name? Zacytheus Tusani Velorin
And I am three springs old.
My parents were once the noble alphas of the Outlands.
My father, Tusani Velorin and my mother, Izion Velorin
My brother Dhre is gone, and I don't know where my sisters Serenity and Elysia are
I live in the Outlands as a subordinate, and I am happy
No fae has taken my heart, and there are none that carry my blood.
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Isruma Dark Novias ~ Dark and Jeita litter - SM - Unborn
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The air was filled with a cold salty tinge. As snow clumped on the higher lands far from the bay side, the beach was oddly icy in itself. Ceres was amazed at the sights she had not seen before. The unclaimed and the territory of Crimson Valley was all that the wolfess had experienced. And the brief look at Silver Mountain during the battle.
It was dead set now, hammered in stone there was no way she would not continuously be reminded of her past. She was not getting used to the fact and growing content with it she had found a new peace, or at least for today. With a brisk walk on the beach Ceres had to admit the Outlands where by far the most beautiful in the region.
It wasn't long before she came across two in the distance, her chest inhaled as she drew in a breath and held it momentarily. It was time to be social once again. Here was a perfect chance, two fellow pack members. Exhaling she softly sighed and broke through her hesitant stance approaching slowly watching as they hunted a... her mind drew a blank. What in hell was that?
Ceres in all her life of hunting had never encountered such a beast. It was oddly shaped and thrashed around in a caterpillar manner. Halting she watched with extreme interest very surprised at the strange animal they had caught. She was set on introducing herself and casually bringing up some type of topic. The two where younger than herself however, so it would have been a little awkward but not it was just down right strange. Her muzzle wrinkled with distaste at the blubbery creature and the strange sounds it made. "What is that thing?" She couldn't help but blurt out still watching it with a brow raised.
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Roukan watched as Zac took off after a baby seal. With the group of sea mammals in a shock over the blond wolf tearing after them, Rou knew he would be able to get up to the rock face just above them without being noticed. As Zac gave chase into the water after the baby, that was all the initiative that the young outland pup needed.
Clambering up the small crag above another group of frightened children, Roukan lowered his stance to the ground and waited as they inched closer and closer. The thrill of the hunt was almost suffocating him and he could feel the high of the adrenaline kicking in. His heart thumped loudly in his ears, but he would take this moment to destroy everything in his path.
Leaping down, Roukan extended his claws and mauled a young gray seal beneath him. The other barked and yelped in fright, waddling toward the water. But the one in Rou's grasp would soon yield to his might. Leaning forward, he snapped his jaws and tore at the tender flesh near the seal's neck. It screamed and cried, begging for its mother to help him. But not today.
Roukan gathered as much of his strength that he could muster and took off back to where he and Zac had met up for the hunt. He halted momentarily, seeing a female adult wolf waiting there instead. Promptly, Roukan dropped his kill, tilted his head to the side and sat on his haunches.
"What is that thing?"
"It's called a seal," Roukan stated, licking his lips of the blood. "You've never seen one before? They're really tasty." Licking his paws, he shook his ruff of the wetness and sticky salty air before looking at her curiously. "Who are you, by the way? I'm Roukan Tenauri and that guy over there, he's my friend Zac!"
Yo! The name's Roukan Xalazar Tenauri! My friends call me Rou.
I'm an Outland male of 1 Year, so watch out!
My Mom's Zakta Xalazar, but she's dead now.
My Dad, Raiji Tenauri takes care of me & my sister Kaylee.
My new mother, Aira, gave me my new siblings, Drustan, Nadia, and Serrya!
I'll kill ya if you lay a paw on my family!
I don't know who my real dad is, and I don't care.
I'm currently held captive by Ambrose, leader of the W.I.N.G.S.
A perfect soldier is what I'm being molded to be.
I will never be the same again...Other Wolves:Jeita Tenauri| Raiji Tenauri| Romeo Tenauri| Nadia Tenauri| Acid Varun| Azarus Black (disposable)
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Zac's legs stretched over the short distance without a second thought. Muscles flexing and contracting easily to each stride. Even though he had run for so long, he couldn't help the joy that spread through his veins at being free again. No more metal chains would stop his galloping limps. Cages could not limit his perimeters, and noise making sticks could not hinder his greed for meat. Fangs soon grasped into the blubbery thigh of the baby. It squealed in pain, terror and desperation, but the resonating growl of pure bloodthirsty hunger warned all those that valued their own hides, to stay away. They complied unwillingly, and one mother just stared on in absolute horror. Zac wasn't paying much attention, but the herd was hurrying off shore, the younger seals barrelling after to catch up with their parents. Leaving their friends to die alone. Zac's ears rolled forward contently. As he felt the seal writhing beneath him. He it into it's blubbery flesh several more times, disabling the helpless creature. Once he was satisfied it wouldn't move, he grabbed the seal by the neck and began to drag it's spazzing body back to where he had been only moments before with the younger pup. Zac's heart raced as he could feel every agonized pulse of blood that ran through the seal's neck. It was bleeding, everywhere, but that only served to stroke the slight sadistic nature Zac harvested. Squealing and panting, bleeding and slowly dying, the seal could do nothing but allow the wolf to drag it. Dropping his prize down, he looked up seeing the wolven Lady, and inclined his head. "Hello there." He licked his muzzle contently, the taste of blood empowering him. Zac sat down next to his seal, cleaning his paws before he leant down and pulled a chunk off the seal's leg. It spazzed helplessly and blood curtling screams ripped through the air. Finally, the pain was just too much, and as Zac settled down to enjoy his meal, eyes fixed on the fae, the tiny seal grew still and the light vanished out of it's eyes. The last agonized moments of the seal, were of no concern to the hungry wolf. Yum (okay I felt sadistic.  )
Name: Zacytheus Tusani Velorin New Alias: Twilight Velorin Age: 2 Years old Gender: Male Current Rank: Loner Recent Rank: Hunter of the Zairah Tribe <b>~Kinship~</b> Father: Tusani Carter Velorin (Killed by hunters, he was alpha of the outlands at the time.) Mother: Izion Velorin (Twilight has no knowledge of his Mother's well being. Though he hopes she is still living. Alphess of the outlands the last he knew her.) Siblings: Dhreleon. Ti's only brother, he was said to have been mauled by curious lynx cubs when Ti and his siblings were only little. Serenity. The oldest of Ti's sisters, she and Elysia were born so close together they were formally called twins. Ti hasn't seen his sister in a very long time and doesn't know what might have happened to her. Elysia. Youngest of the litter, and last decendant of the Velorins. She is the youngest twin to Serenity. Ti has no knowledge if she is still alive or not. These are the only litter to the once alphen pair. Twilight, Dhreleon, Serenity and Elysia. ~Distant relatives~ Father's side: Grand-Father: Carter Velorin (Died last year at age eight) Grand -Mother: Tian Velorin (Eight years old, still living - retired alphess) Grand father by adoption: Tribuke. Died at nine years old. Adopted father of Tusani. Grand-mother by adoption: Citali, killed in a pack hunt. She was the adopted mother of Tusani Aunt Destiny. Born after Tusani, she had found her way back to Shaedon and now remains a dutiful caretaker to the pack. She has mated with a strong hunter named Dwavin and has given life to three strong puppies. Renae, Kila and Casey. Three wonderfully beautiful girls. Uncle Mazeta. Born third in the litter, Maze has also found his way home. Although torn and showing the brutality of life, he has found sanctuary in his parent's homeland. He has taken up betaship and backs his parents with an iron paw. Though love has not forsaken him. He found courtship with a young two year old female and they're quite happy together. Though, she is barron and will never give him pups. Maze is unphazed by this as he's not really a parent type. Uncle Juasta. Born fourth, he has not yet found his way home and it is unknown if he is even still alive or how his life has wound up. Aunt Lana. Born fifth and twin to Tanni, she has not found her way home. Her whereabouts and even if she is alive, is unknown. Aunt Tanni. The last of the litter and born sixth, and twin to Lana. She has returned home to her parents and lives there now as a normal packmember. Fiesty temperment has kept her from finding love up til her third fall. She mated with Stallion and together now parent seven, one year old children. They are named, Tezsta(M), Launi(M), Laren(M), Freedom(M), Hope(F), Chestnut(M) and Holly(F). ~Mother's side~ Grand-Father: Zaron. He died at the paws of Crimson Valley. Grand-Mother Miranda. She also died, giving birth to her last litter. Aunt Chaundra Once removed. She passed away from heart failure. Linked through Izion's half sister Kiloni. Born from Zaron and Chaundra, step sisters/brothers to Izion Half-Aunt Kiloni, dead, killed by Miranda Half-Uncle Bree, unknown Half-Uncle Ptirr, unknown Half-Uncle Keid, unknown Born from Zaron and Miranda, full sisters/brothers to Izion Aunt Isaura, unknown Uncle Barron, unknown Aunt Lora, unknown Best Friend: None. <b>~Appearance~</b> Breed: Tundra Wolf (with 1/4 Rocky Mountain) Length: 6 ft. Height: 4.5 ft. Weight: 120 lbs Pelt Coloration: Twilight is the spitten image of his father. He always had the same colors but as he grew older into a remarkable wolf, it became clear this was the son of Tusani. He, like Tusani, is considered a blonde wolf. His body is an off white with strikes of brown weaving through his coat. Marking his back, ears and several other places. Eyes: Black Scars: Several scars across his legs, and faint marks across his muzzle from former dog fights. Summary of Tusani's looks: Twilight is at the maximum size of his breed. Being his father was very large, he has adapted the massiveness from him. Muscular and very swift on his legs, he is by far an attractive wolf. His body shows little sign of his Mother's influence, she lies in his personality. See, for Tundra wolves, blonde wolves are not impossible, but they aren't normally seen. Mistaken regularily for Rocky Mountain wolf and Artic, his DNA is actually Tundran. As he grew, he became more blonde then anything, with several highly noticed black and brown streaks. His fur is a medium cut and thickens terribly when winter comes, however he is not considered shaggy. He has several scars that will be detailed and explained in his history. <b>~Personality~</b> Twilight has had a pretty different life. Experiencing things at a young age. Like, orphanage, abandanship and the terrors of a human camp. He has seen a lot in his short lifetime, and as he had been counted on to make decisions at an early age, he has become quite a respectable wolf. He's generous and very kind. Passively bold, meaning he doesn't take crap but he won't just haul off and assert himself to prove it. Not at first anyways. He's gentle and firm all in one breath. The brute has learned that if you earn the respect of others, you don't have to assert yourself when you want something done. But with a soft voice, there's no arguing with him or consequences will definately follow. Twilight isn't an overly aggressive wolf. He will throw his weight around only if absolutely necessary and he really does detest unnecessary fighting. Loss of life, for no reason is purposeless. But when duty calls for it, he will put his heart and soul into every movement like it'd be his last. He is a logical thinker and takes his time with decisions, if he's allowed time anyways. Twilight doesn't like rushing situations and if he has the time he will seek solitude, a place of safe haven and lay for a while mulling over the circumstances. He isn't overly friendly and won't bound up to you with licks and giggles. But he is in his own likeness a very socialable male. He keeps a noble air about himself and addresses everyone accordingly. Being so young when he was separated from his family and witnessed the death of his father, Twilight has learned what pain is. What loss is. And he takes it in a steady stride. He won't hide that he's hurting, as you will see it in his eyes and his posture will remain low and mournful. But again he retains his dignity and won't collasp into a blubbering lot, at least not in front of anyone. Trusting. That's where most get him wrong. One would thing Twilight is a very trusting wolf, given his natural aura. But he's not. It takes a lot to get in his trust and once you have suceeded, dare any that break it. Twilight had been betrayed many times in his life. He is wary of everything though he may not always show it. However, should you vow an oath of trust and gain his respect, don't break it. He takes betrayal very personal, and feels it a deep blow where it counts. This is a good way to bring out the brute's almost non-existant temper. Otherwise, Twilight can be a bit hardheaded, and he's not afraid to say no. If he doesn't like what he hears, then he will simply tell you so. Outspoken when he needs to be, he also has a fiery temper when it does surface. Always the calm and rational wolf, don't get him angry because if you do, he'll no body so to speak. Fighting. Even if he is furious, Ti won't attack to stimulate a fight. And never will you catch him raping a female. But he will assert dominance if he has the rank to do so with. In a final note, Twilight is loyal, dedicated and brave. He will not back down to any given situation and will stand head long against it. Normally a very peaceful noble wolf, he is also known to hold very long and powerful grudges. He truly is, his father's son. ~History~ Everything seemed to be going Zac's way. He giggled into the batch of grass. His nose tickled by the dew'd blades. "One! Two! Three! Here I come!" He yelled, and the cub bounced out from the 'it' place. His lungs breathed in the clean air, puffing up his chest while black eyes swung around the little clearing. Dhreleon was too slow to find a hiding place like the others. So when Zac saw him darting into a bush he made that his first target. Crouchng low, his butt wiggling with his excitement. Concentrate! He tried to tell himself. But when Dhre yipped over something poking him, Zac couldn't help it, he zipped forward and pounced his little brother. "GOT YOU!" He yelled, the two puppies falling over into the grassy meadow. Laughing (Zac) and growling (Dhre). They calmed down after a brief best out of two romping before Zac put his attention on finding the rest of his siblings and his friends. Teaming up, the rest of the day was spent one, two, threeing on each other and enjoying the sunlight. Of course in the thick of the trees, several pairs of eyes from observing packmembers kept the cubs safe in their little blissful heaven of playfulness. Late that night, wolves brought the little cubs home to their parents. The bundles of furs were curled up in friendly jaws. Zac was set, already sleeping, next to his little brother and their sisters were piled next to them. Izion, alphess of the outlands and mother to them, thanked the packmembers and returned to keep her sweet babies warm. It was a well worth while day. Zac didn't dream much that night, he snuggled into his mother's fur and slept til the late morning when a pale blonde muzzle poked him awake. Yawning and opening his eyes, Tusani stared down at him with a cheeky grin. Tusani, Zac's father and Alpha in the outlands. They were suppose to learn the basic steps of a hunt today. Preparing for the pack hunt they would watch later that week! Zac was excited, as all the other puppies would have been. Marching out with his siblings and his father, they played in the meadow for a couple hours before the lessons began. But, there was something Zac didn't understand. Some reason why his father seemed to favor him. Maybe it was his imagination. But he was never as well praised as his sisters were. Or his brother was. There was more expected of him. This complicated things. He didn't understand it til later that day that Tusani took Zac out alone, and they were talking and playing and laughing. Zac noticed today that his father didn't seem as carefree or boyant as he normally did. He seemed... serious.. Was this normal? He certainly didn't like it. He didn't really realise til then what it meant to be the alpha's first born. But there wasn't a lot of time to relish in the idea of it either, or ask the million questions that popped into his mind. That was the day that hell broke out underneath the mountains. It was a day of kaos, and a day of murder. Zac, crated up by wooden bars, eyes full of tears and bucking against the cage door, screamed in outrage and panic as the jeep barked to life and drove away from the two legged men swarming around the still body of his father. "DADDY!!!!" It was a year later, that Zac, now accustomed to the name Twilight by human trainers, laid in a ruddy ball at the far edge of the cage. His sides were thin and his face swallow and fierce. Maddened. He didn't realise the camp's operational purpose since the first time at ten months old, he had been placed in a small ring with another puppy. Starved and bloodthirsty, they were provoked against each other. Angry for reasons they didn't understand. Proving his strength and agility, Twilight had won a great many matches against dogs, wolves, half breeds and some twice his size since. The feeder walked into the cage, an escort or two with her, both carrying guns. Twilight only half heartedly noticed the door had not been fully closed. And without much thought to it, he broke out of the hell he had come to know as home. Once his legs started, they didn't stop. Running running running! Further and further through the trees he ran, stumbling and tripping over the tiniest thing. It had been so long since he was able to stretch so fully. Twilight could hear the screams of protests by the humans and their thunderous footfalls behind him. While his paws were feather light as he grew more and more accustomed to his movements. Three days later, he stumbled in on a pack just north of the silver mountain territory. The wolves were concerned by his state and they accepted him, nursed and trained him as a wolf should be. He was taught, fighting was not the answer. And enjoyed the sweet taste of venisen again. Twilight was over two years old when he left the pack, and decided it was time he went home. Home to his parents lands. Though he knew that his father wouldn't be there, he couldn't control the agony he felt for his once home. He wanted familiarity, he wanted... Outlands. So with fairwell wishes, he set his course southward. Eager to find the homes he missed. And who knew what else he'd run into.... <div align=center>
My name? Zacytheus Tusani Velorin
And I am three springs old.
My parents were once the noble alphas of the Outlands.
My father, Tusani Velorin and my mother, Izion Velorin
My brother Dhre is gone, and I don't know where my sisters Serenity and Elysia are
I live in the Outlands as a subordinate, and I am happy
No fae has taken my heart, and there are none that carry my blood.
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Isruma Dark Novias ~ Dark and Jeita litter - SM - Unborn
Tusani Carter Velorin ~ 5 year old male - OP - Not in play</div> |
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Her nose twitched with the sudden scent of blood. Its blood was quite different from the land animals, Ceres was ultimately amazed with the creature. She had never in her life been around the coast even though she had heard many things about it. There was a first for everything right?
Instinct to eat didn't take over as she had her fill with the earlier kill. Nevertheless she licked her muzzle with semi delight. As salty as its blood may smell perhaps the item itself was much better. Blubber and any source of fat was always a delicious course. Or as she enjoyed anyways.
The younger wolf took its time with the suffering creature, Ceres found this odd seeing how the point was to ends its life quickly to be able to eat. Its cries pitched to her ears it was rather obnoxious sounding and easily irritating her.
"Nice to meet the both of you." She nodded at Roukan then the introduced wolf, Zac - most likely short for another name possibly Zachary? "I am Ceres, newly joined to Outland pack." She explained her eyes still half on the seal and for once her curiosity would overcome her manners, "Mind if I try?" Ceres was just not able to give up the chance, a wolf far from sea life and its delicacies, it would no doubt be an enjoyable experience -something out of the ordinary.
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Roukan waited patiently for the female to introduce herself. She definitely looked new and he was pretty sure he didn't recognize her either. The female was really pretty too. It didn't come as a surprise that such a female would make her home here.
Rou turned his head while watching Zac tearing into the baby seal. The cries worried him. Why didn't Zac just kill the poor thing already? They were there to eat, not play around with their food. At least Roukan was. Zac's agenda was probably different.
Oh well, no concern of his.
"Nice to meet the both of you." said the female finally, and Roukan's tail began wagging happily. "I am Ceres, newly joined to Outland pack," she explained her eyes still half on the seal. "Mind if I try?"
Roukan nodded, shoving his kill toward her. "Sure," he said, leaning down and taking a good mouthful of the baby seal into his jaws. The blood touched his tongue, but the metallic taste soon was replaced with the tasty sensation of soft meat. He chewed contentedly before licking the blood that had managed to spray onto his lips. "It has a bit of a weird taste at first, 'specially on the skin," he explained, pawing at the dead seal with his steadily growing paws. He would no longer be a pup come a few more months. "But after that, it tastes great!"
Pausing a moment, he waited for Ceres to get a taste of the meat before finally looking her over again. "So, why'd ya decide to become an Outland wolf? I know Zac's story an' now I wanna know yours."
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Yo! The name's Roukan Xalazar Tenauri! My friends call me Rou.
I'm an Outland male of 1 Year, so watch out!
My Mom's Zakta Xalazar, but she's dead now.
My Dad, Raiji Tenauri takes care of me & my sister Kaylee.
My new mother, Aira, gave me my new siblings, Drustan, Nadia, and Serrya!
I'll kill ya if you lay a paw on my family!
I don't know who my real dad is, and I don't care.
I'm currently held captive by Ambrose, leader of the W.I.N.G.S.
A perfect soldier is what I'm being molded to be.
I will never be the same again...Other Wolves:Jeita Tenauri| Raiji Tenauri| Romeo Tenauri| Nadia Tenauri| Acid Varun| Azarus Black (disposable)
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/So, why'd ya decide to become an Outland wolf? I know Zac's story an' now I wanna know yours/
She managed to slip a small sliver of the seal that the younger wolf had pushed her way. She wanted enough to taste it, and yet not be completely rude and eat the whole thing.
"My story is a long and uninteresting one." She snickered, "Trust me." Ceres didn't like dwelling in her past, especially to the youth who probably couldnt contemplate the difficult life of an adult. Or even the life of a female at that. Her story was of innocence, and growing up. Heartbreak and self pity, with a dust of romance. "Its mostly made up of mushy boring details of love and loss. To spare you the horror of a romance tale, I shall say the least I can..." Preparing the best way to shorten it up and yet not spill the entire story of her personal past that she would much rather keep to herself she soon found the words that would work right. "I used to live in Crimson Valley, a good while ago. I left at the peak of the war and returned long after. I've lost a few very close to my heart and have failed to find all but one of them. So in making amends and peace, I am trying to find content in my own heart."
It was definately chewy, its fat was rich and very salty, but good. "I suppose an old friend convinced me to stay. She said it was rather nice here." Taking one more piece before stepping away she pondered the meal thoughtfully inquiring, "You know, it IS tasty." She almost sounded surprised.
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|OOC: Okay, think I waited long enough for Zac to reply and he hasn't so I'll just continue on.|
At hearing that it was probably going to be a long and uninteresting story, Roukan tilted his head to the side. Well that wasn't fun at all. He didn't like long lectures or long blathering of nothing in particular. However, at attempting to make a long story short, he thought that Ceres did a pretty decent job.
"Its mostly made up of mushy boring details of love and loss. To spare you the horror of a romance tale, I shall say the least I can..." Pausing for a moment, Roukan could only gather that Ceres was attempting to gather her thoughts before continuing. "I used to live in Crimson Valley, a good while ago. I left at the peak of the war and returned long after. I've lost a few very close to my heart and have failed to find all but one of them. So in making amends and peace, I am trying to find content in my own heart."
The young male watched her eat the seal with contentment and he smirked, his amber eyes patient and expectant for her to continue. "I suppose an old friend convinced me to stay. She said it was rather nice here." Taking one more piece before stepping away she pondered the meal thoughtfully inquiring, "You know, it IS tasty." She almost sounded surprised.
"See, I told-ja!" he said triumphantly before letting his ears go back for a bit - his banner wagging back and forth happily. "Well, I don't know much about Crimson Valley or anything like that, but I'm glad that you're here with us now, Ceres! As for me, well, I guess I kinda have a sad story. My real mother's dead and I lost my brother and sister. All I got now is my dad and my other sister, Kaylee." He paused, his head going down a bit to take a bite of the seal before he paused, the seriousness of his words finally hitting him. "And well...she's going blind so I have to watch out for her...protect her, you know?"
Yo! The name's Roukan Xalazar Tenauri! My friends call me Rou.
I'm an Outland male of 1 Year, so watch out!
My Mom's Zakta Xalazar, but she's dead now.
My Dad, Raiji Tenauri takes care of me & my sister Kaylee.
My new mother, Aira, gave me my new siblings, Drustan, Nadia, and Serrya!
I'll kill ya if you lay a paw on my family!
I don't know who my real dad is, and I don't care.
I'm currently held captive by Ambrose, leader of the W.I.N.G.S.
A perfect soldier is what I'm being molded to be.
I will never be the same again...Other Wolves:Jeita Tenauri| Raiji Tenauri| Romeo Tenauri| Nadia Tenauri| Acid Varun| Azarus Black (disposable)
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Zac had taken his time to savor the last of his meal. He couldn't replace the feeling that fresh, unaltered meat held for him. It was as though he was relearning the taste all over again. The nature of a hunt and the enjoyment of it. He could only vaguely remember the first hunt his father had taken him on. Though sadly those days weren't as clear as he would have liked. Regret clutched his heart for a moment, wishing he could remember what they looked like. His family. Conversation of the other two wolves was a distant reality to him, seemingly drowned in his own world. His sea of thoughts that never seemed to end. He bent his head down to dig another bite out of the carcass, but his teeth clamped around bones, and only then was he pulled from the thoughts of what he once had. Ears rotated on his skull, perking forward, as he looked up from where he was now laying, comfrotably. His large monsterous body stretched out on the bank. Passing a glance from the eager pup, to the older looking fae, Zac stood to his paws, and stretched, his tail flicking out tensely. Roukan's last words were more clearly heard and Zac cocked his head slightly. He had a blind sister? Deciding he didn't really wish to engage. The brute passed a look over his shoulder. For now, he wanted to explore his father's lands. Hoping perhaps he would find comfort, but further more, answers to questions he wasn't even sure he had. "Excuse me, I'd like to wash up now." He said after a minute, smiling at the fae. A smile that did not touch his eyes this time. He seemed, distracted. "Rou I'll catch you later alright?" He chuffed at the pup, and turned on his heels, trotting off into the forests without another word. Still.. He had to try. So many things he wanted to know..... (Lost track of the thread. So going to pull him back and make another thread. -pokes rou- you can bring you're alt over and they can talk.  )
Name: Zacytheus Tusani Velorin New Alias: Twilight Velorin Age: 2 Years old Gender: Male Current Rank: Loner Recent Rank: Hunter of the Zairah Tribe <b>~Kinship~</b> Father: Tusani Carter Velorin (Killed by hunters, he was alpha of the outlands at the time.) Mother: Izion Velorin (Twilight has no knowledge of his Mother's well being. Though he hopes she is still living. Alphess of the outlands the last he knew her.) Siblings: Dhreleon. Ti's only brother, he was said to have been mauled by curious lynx cubs when Ti and his siblings were only little. Serenity. The oldest of Ti's sisters, she and Elysia were born so close together they were formally called twins. Ti hasn't seen his sister in a very long time and doesn't know what might have happened to her. Elysia. Youngest of the litter, and last decendant of the Velorins. She is the youngest twin to Serenity. Ti has no knowledge if she is still alive or not. These are the only litter to the once alphen pair. Twilight, Dhreleon, Serenity and Elysia. ~Distant relatives~ Father's side: Grand-Father: Carter Velorin (Died last year at age eight) Grand -Mother: Tian Velorin (Eight years old, still living - retired alphess) Grand father by adoption: Tribuke. Died at nine years old. Adopted father of Tusani. Grand-mother by adoption: Citali, killed in a pack hunt. She was the adopted mother of Tusani Aunt Destiny. Born after Tusani, she had found her way back to Shaedon and now remains a dutiful caretaker to the pack. She has mated with a strong hunter named Dwavin and has given life to three strong puppies. Renae, Kila and Casey. Three wonderfully beautiful girls. Uncle Mazeta. Born third in the litter, Maze has also found his way home. Although torn and showing the brutality of life, he has found sanctuary in his parent's homeland. He has taken up betaship and backs his parents with an iron paw. Though love has not forsaken him. He found courtship with a young two year old female and they're quite happy together. Though, she is barron and will never give him pups. Maze is unphazed by this as he's not really a parent type. Uncle Juasta. Born fourth, he has not yet found his way home and it is unknown if he is even still alive or how his life has wound up. Aunt Lana. Born fifth and twin to Tanni, she has not found her way home. Her whereabouts and even if she is alive, is unknown. Aunt Tanni. The last of the litter and born sixth, and twin to Lana. She has returned home to her parents and lives there now as a normal packmember. Fiesty temperment has kept her from finding love up til her third fall. She mated with Stallion and together now parent seven, one year old children. They are named, Tezsta(M), Launi(M), Laren(M), Freedom(M), Hope(F), Chestnut(M) and Holly(F). ~Mother's side~ Grand-Father: Zaron. He died at the paws of Crimson Valley. Grand-Mother Miranda. She also died, giving birth to her last litter. Aunt Chaundra Once removed. She passed away from heart failure. Linked through Izion's half sister Kiloni. Born from Zaron and Chaundra, step sisters/brothers to Izion Half-Aunt Kiloni, dead, killed by Miranda Half-Uncle Bree, unknown Half-Uncle Ptirr, unknown Half-Uncle Keid, unknown Born from Zaron and Miranda, full sisters/brothers to Izion Aunt Isaura, unknown Uncle Barron, unknown Aunt Lora, unknown Best Friend: None. <b>~Appearance~</b> Breed: Tundra Wolf (with 1/4 Rocky Mountain) Length: 6 ft. Height: 4.5 ft. Weight: 120 lbs Pelt Coloration: Twilight is the spitten image of his father. He always had the same colors but as he grew older into a remarkable wolf, it became clear this was the son of Tusani. He, like Tusani, is considered a blonde wolf. His body is an off white with strikes of brown weaving through his coat. Marking his back, ears and several other places. Eyes: Black Scars: Several scars across his legs, and faint marks across his muzzle from former dog fights. Summary of Tusani's looks: Twilight is at the maximum size of his breed. Being his father was very large, he has adapted the massiveness from him. Muscular and very swift on his legs, he is by far an attractive wolf. His body shows little sign of his Mother's influence, she lies in his personality. See, for Tundra wolves, blonde wolves are not impossible, but they aren't normally seen. Mistaken regularily for Rocky Mountain wolf and Artic, his DNA is actually Tundran. As he grew, he became more blonde then anything, with several highly noticed black and brown streaks. His fur is a medium cut and thickens terribly when winter comes, however he is not considered shaggy. He has several scars that will be detailed and explained in his history. <b>~Personality~</b> Twilight has had a pretty different life. Experiencing things at a young age. Like, orphanage, abandanship and the terrors of a human camp. He has seen a lot in his short lifetime, and as he had been counted on to make decisions at an early age, he has become quite a respectable wolf. He's generous and very kind. Passively bold, meaning he doesn't take crap but he won't just haul off and assert himself to prove it. Not at first anyways. He's gentle and firm all in one breath. The brute has learned that if you earn the respect of others, you don't have to assert yourself when you want something done. But with a soft voice, there's no arguing with him or consequences will definately follow. Twilight isn't an overly aggressive wolf. He will throw his weight around only if absolutely necessary and he really does detest unnecessary fighting. Loss of life, for no reason is purposeless. But when duty calls for it, he will put his heart and soul into every movement like it'd be his last. He is a logical thinker and takes his time with decisions, if he's allowed time anyways. Twilight doesn't like rushing situations and if he has the time he will seek solitude, a place of safe haven and lay for a while mulling over the circumstances. He isn't overly friendly and won't bound up to you with licks and giggles. But he is in his own likeness a very socialable male. He keeps a noble air about himself and addresses everyone accordingly. Being so young when he was separated from his family and witnessed the death of his father, Twilight has learned what pain is. What loss is. And he takes it in a steady stride. He won't hide that he's hurting, as you will see it in his eyes and his posture will remain low and mournful. But again he retains his dignity and won't collasp into a blubbering lot, at least not in front of anyone. Trusting. That's where most get him wrong. One would thing Twilight is a very trusting wolf, given his natural aura. But he's not. It takes a lot to get in his trust and once you have suceeded, dare any that break it. Twilight had been betrayed many times in his life. He is wary of everything though he may not always show it. However, should you vow an oath of trust and gain his respect, don't break it. He takes betrayal very personal, and feels it a deep blow where it counts. This is a good way to bring out the brute's almost non-existant temper. Otherwise, Twilight can be a bit hardheaded, and he's not afraid to say no. If he doesn't like what he hears, then he will simply tell you so. Outspoken when he needs to be, he also has a fiery temper when it does surface. Always the calm and rational wolf, don't get him angry because if you do, he'll no body so to speak. Fighting. Even if he is furious, Ti won't attack to stimulate a fight. And never will you catch him raping a female. But he will assert dominance if he has the rank to do so with. In a final note, Twilight is loyal, dedicated and brave. He will not back down to any given situation and will stand head long against it. Normally a very peaceful noble wolf, he is also known to hold very long and powerful grudges. He truly is, his father's son. ~History~ Everything seemed to be going Zac's way. He giggled into the batch of grass. His nose tickled by the dew'd blades. "One! Two! Three! Here I come!" He yelled, and the cub bounced out from the 'it' place. His lungs breathed in the clean air, puffing up his chest while black eyes swung around the little clearing. Dhreleon was too slow to find a hiding place like the others. So when Zac saw him darting into a bush he made that his first target. Crouchng low, his butt wiggling with his excitement. Concentrate! He tried to tell himself. But when Dhre yipped over something poking him, Zac couldn't help it, he zipped forward and pounced his little brother. "GOT YOU!" He yelled, the two puppies falling over into the grassy meadow. Laughing (Zac) and growling (Dhre). They calmed down after a brief best out of two romping before Zac put his attention on finding the rest of his siblings and his friends. Teaming up, the rest of the day was spent one, two, threeing on each other and enjoying the sunlight. Of course in the thick of the trees, several pairs of eyes from observing packmembers kept the cubs safe in their little blissful heaven of playfulness. Late that night, wolves brought the little cubs home to their parents. The bundles of furs were curled up in friendly jaws. Zac was set, already sleeping, next to his little brother and their sisters were piled next to them. Izion, alphess of the outlands and mother to them, thanked the packmembers and returned to keep her sweet babies warm. It was a well worth while day. Zac didn't dream much that night, he snuggled into his mother's fur and slept til the late morning when a pale blonde muzzle poked him awake. Yawning and opening his eyes, Tusani stared down at him with a cheeky grin. Tusani, Zac's father and Alpha in the outlands. They were suppose to learn the basic steps of a hunt today. Preparing for the pack hunt they would watch later that week! Zac was excited, as all the other puppies would have been. Marching out with his siblings and his father, they played in the meadow for a couple hours before the lessons began. But, there was something Zac didn't understand. Some reason why his father seemed to favor him. Maybe it was his imagination. But he was never as well praised as his sisters were. Or his brother was. There was more expected of him. This complicated things. He didn't understand it til later that day that Tusani took Zac out alone, and they were talking and playing and laughing. Zac noticed today that his father didn't seem as carefree or boyant as he normally did. He seemed... serious.. Was this normal? He certainly didn't like it. He didn't really realise til then what it meant to be the alpha's first born. But there wasn't a lot of time to relish in the idea of it either, or ask the million questions that popped into his mind. That was the day that hell broke out underneath the mountains. It was a day of kaos, and a day of murder. Zac, crated up by wooden bars, eyes full of tears and bucking against the cage door, screamed in outrage and panic as the jeep barked to life and drove away from the two legged men swarming around the still body of his father. "DADDY!!!!" It was a year later, that Zac, now accustomed to the name Twilight by human trainers, laid in a ruddy ball at the far edge of the cage. His sides were thin and his face swallow and fierce. Maddened. He didn't realise the camp's operational purpose since the first time at ten months old, he had been placed in a small ring with another puppy. Starved and bloodthirsty, they were provoked against each other. Angry for reasons they didn't understand. Proving his strength and agility, Twilight had won a great many matches against dogs, wolves, half breeds and some twice his size since. The feeder walked into the cage, an escort or two with her, both carrying guns. Twilight only half heartedly noticed the door had not been fully closed. And without much thought to it, he broke out of the hell he had come to know as home. Once his legs started, they didn't stop. Running running running! Further and further through the trees he ran, stumbling and tripping over the tiniest thing. It had been so long since he was able to stretch so fully. Twilight could hear the screams of protests by the humans and their thunderous footfalls behind him. While his paws were feather light as he grew more and more accustomed to his movements. Three days later, he stumbled in on a pack just north of the silver mountain territory. The wolves were concerned by his state and they accepted him, nursed and trained him as a wolf should be. He was taught, fighting was not the answer. And enjoyed the sweet taste of venisen again. Twilight was over two years old when he left the pack, and decided it was time he went home. Home to his parents lands. Though he knew that his father wouldn't be there, he couldn't control the agony he felt for his once home. He wanted familiarity, he wanted... Outlands. So with fairwell wishes, he set his course southward. Eager to find the homes he missed. And who knew what else he'd run into.... <div align=center>
My name? Zacytheus Tusani Velorin
And I am three springs old.
My parents were once the noble alphas of the Outlands.
My father, Tusani Velorin and my mother, Izion Velorin
My brother Dhre is gone, and I don't know where my sisters Serenity and Elysia are
I live in the Outlands as a subordinate, and I am happy
No fae has taken my heart, and there are none that carry my blood.
~*Others*~
Isruma Dark Novias ~ Dark and Jeita litter - SM - Unborn
Tusani Carter Velorin ~ 5 year old male - OP - Not in play</div> |
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