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7/21/2010 @ 2:57 PM CST Hi Everyone;
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Naked trees surrounded the Crimson Valley Beta as he wandered. The sun was gone, but everything glowed with the brightness and purity of the freshly fallen snow. The flurries had stopped for the moment, though a wind reminded Dark that they would return soon. The brute sighed. He had just spent the last few days searching the borders, but no one was there. He felt Crimson Valley was beginning to dwindle in numbers.
The black Beta exhaled heavily and watched his breath dance in circles before it broke apart and left him alone. He wished to see Jeita again. He hadn't seen her since they parted ways the morning after their long awaited union. Dark missed her, but was holding together quite well, despite having split with Rika and lost his daughter. Aneyu was old enough now, however, that he trusted in her ability to reason and come home when she was ready. He did not know that he would have to fight for her return in the coming weeks.
A change had come over the younger Novias since the social meeting, but he was enjoying it. He no longer felt quite so insecure. Instead, he replaced the time he would have spent mourning over the loss of his family watching over the pack and its borders. He hadn't socialized with anyone in a while, though, and was beginning to feel a bit lonely. Dark thought it strange that he actually didn't mind being around others anymore. Perhaps it came with his rank or with the love he felt for his little family- one that would soon expand by a great deal, though he was unaware of this fact. Dark, for the first time, felt up to the responsibility of protecting the pack and watching over the lands. He was confident in his ability to stay strong in times of sorrow now. Before, the Novias would have secluded himself and been an emotional wreck. He liked the new Dark.
Pale eyes began to focus once more and Dark realized that he had found the pond that had seemed impossible to find before. He'd been told that the forest was home to one, but never really believed it, as it had been nearly invisible before. The wolf grinned. It seemed rather symbolic that he should find what he had long been searching for when he was not, in fact, searching for it. The black brute sat at the edge and pawed at the ice, sweeping the dusting of snow off its surface.
This moment felt right and Dark felt more good would come from it if he simply sat and waited.
 My name is Dark Novias. I was born five years ago a male with my wretched brother, Sebastian. I ended his life for the sake of my family. I am the proud Alpha Male of Crimson Valley. I will protect my home and my pack with my life. Rika Shaeyata is no longer my mate, but if you dare harm her I will still have your head. Aneyu is my daughter and I feel like a terrible father for letting her down. Jeita Tenauri is my dearest friend and the love of my life. Together, we have created life in Maeve, Romeo, Donovan Jett, Tomakka, Isruma, Juma, and Aveline.---------------------------------- The Others: Sebastian Novias, Macabre D'Loxeko, Rook L'Crudele, Cirro (WINGS Disposable), Laileux Di'Fiamma, Aether, & Maeve Tenauri.
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Felthenine’s mood had become rather dark as of late, she was feeling grumpy, another autumn had gone by and she was still with out a mate, with out young and with out love or family in her life. Not only that but her pack was about as bonded as the snow flakes were to the clouds right now, she looked up through the scattering of trees above her, she was fed up of the purity of the fluffy snow. Grumbling she turned, walking into the darkness, she knew the forest well, but it always held surprises for her. The surprise this time certainly wasn’t an unwelcome one. She caught the scent of her rather peculiar beta, it really was a bizarre life he lead. He was desperate for his love back, then they decided it wasn’t right, then his daughter disappeared and not long ago he disappeared from the pack land for a while too. She had found his scent crossing the boarders, but she didn’t pursue him, she felt that he could be trusted not to go organising an invasion or something silly.
When she finally found him after following his roaming scent she saw him sat by the pond, now frozen over for the rest of winter until the thaw. Plodding up beside him she sat with him and looked up at the opening through the trees a moment before looking at him, she had before thought about giving him the rank of alpha, but, she decided at the social meeting, his life was just a bit too off the rails, he could still have a chance at it but that all depended if he had finally pulled himself and his life back together and was ready for a new beginning.
“Hello Dark, it’s good to see you again, how are you?” She started, unsure of how delicately she should be treating him, though, he didn’t exactly look like he was incredibly unhappy, so she gave him a smile. “You’re looking well!” She did hope he was, she was starting to get a little tired of this job on her own, even though there wasn’t much happening she still felt like everything was relying on her, she felt she had to share the responsibilities. Not only that, but she felt like chasing her old ways again, that and the boys. She looked back toward the pond with a cheeky smile on her face, she couldn’t wait, there was nothing like snagging males all over the place to fill a day full of fun. But, for now serious business, she would check how he was doing before she sprung her proposition on him.
Name ? Felthenine Age - 4 Mate - None Rank ? Crimson valley packmember Gender - Female Species ? Tundra, Rocky Mountain wolf Pelt ? An odd creamy grey with a white underside and light whitey grey over her back and neck Eyes ? Deep reddish gold Length ? 5.8 Height ? 3.7 Weight ? 91 Parents ? Dune & Simak Siblings ? Dwaoviel, Menolein (dead), Gellon & Methen Markings ? Greyish brown markings round eyes much like her sisters though missing the outer down spike, a white ruff and shoulders that suddenly stops and goes to a darker grey about mid back. Scars - Two long scars all the way down her shoulder to the top part of her leg and a badly scarred top part of her shoulder, also many bite marks to her muzzle and lots of small scars over her stomach. A new scar she picked up from the betess is a large amount of bite marks which have made the fur on her chest a bit patch though it?s not noticeable at a glance. Her rump is littered with scars from the most recent battle; her left ear has a sizable chunk missing from it. Felths muzzle has two gash scars on her muzzle and one over her brow. Personality ? Flirtatious, cruel, manipulative and yet it can turn as unpredictably as thinning ice in spring. Her strong will is hard to break, though to get her way she will bend and weave her words even the most flexible of snakes would find hard and her tongue is as sharp with words as a broken peace of flint. Her general attitude she bent around seducing males and wheedling what she wants out of them. One of her hobbies is to get through as many males as she can in one year and get rid of them all before winter she has yet to have any pups and she intends not to have them until she finds the best male she can, or one that would hurt Dwaoviel more then she already has done. She?s also a rather foul tempered hound often holding grudges for what most wolves would think pointless to make a grudge over and when she deals with her grudges she has her vengeance cold, though warmed with blood and tears. She will happily disregard the wishes of her family and ?friends?; to her they are nothing but things to take from and use to get places in life. History ? Felthenine was the third eldest out of the litter, first to willingly harm her sibling, second to leave the pack, first to get a mate and first to leave it standing in the cold snow confused and heart broken. While a pup she was more interested in real fighting then play, often drawing blood from her siblings even though she didn?t intend to, she had a hard time controlling herself and it often cause concern to her parents. But as they do they loved her just the same, but they thanked Dwaoviel more then Felthenine, though she didn?t see why as she tried to help as well Dwaoviel just succeeded more and at least Felthenine actually learnt all she could from the wench that kept taking to them. She was never sure why they all called her wench, hound and other unnecessary names; she was just very friendly with the males and wanting the alphess position. Didn?t every one? If listening to her elders was bad then she wouldn?t do it any longer, as soon as she did as she was told they again started getting angry with her so she went quiet for the first year of her life. Though when she became an adult she immediately started talking to the males, only giving cold words and insult to the females, causing hatred and fights to start. They would of forced her out earlier but she was such a good hunter that it would of hurt more then it would of helped, so the decided to wait until a near enough even hunter to her came along. First year: As they tracked their prey the siblings kept their noses to the ground, but Felthenines head wasn?t on the hunt it was planning out how to get her ?perfect? sister out of the pack, then she realised how blind she had been and a cruel grin spread over her muzzle though she quickly hid it. When they split into groups she made sure she went with Dwaoviel, hardly able to hide her excitement at removing her sibling from the picture and causing mental and physical pain to her. As they picked out their prey she grinned deciding to pretend to be slow and having difficulty, she couldn?t wait for it and a slight twitch took to her tail. Felthenine waited patiently for it to start everything seeming to shiver around her as they crept toward the herd, a single slow deer catching her eye, it had all of their eyes it may have been slow but it still looked tasty. She saw them getting restless and smirked, she would if she knew she were to be a meal, the ones they were after started getting left behind as they all started moving off, her and her siblings followed them picking up speed as the deer did. When they started catching up with the one they were after Dwaoviel sped up claming her jaws round the creatures thigh letting Felthenine and her sister catch up, with ease Felthenine caught up drawing up close to Dwaoviel. Finding her chance she turned her head side wards and sunk her gleaming ivories into her sisters shoulder drawing blood, enjoying each bit of the flavour as it flowed into her mouth and down Dwaoviels leg. Soon Dwaoviel let go of the prize, as did Felthenine remove her fangs from the bloodied fur and flesh, smirking she started to run her normal speed and caught up with the deer?s neck lunging sideways and forward sinking her teeth into a new target, the deer?s neck soon spilt blood and her younger sister caught up and helped bring it down. When they returned with their prize Dwaoviel wasn?t anywhere to be seen, Felthenine guessed she had gone somewhere to sulk, she laughed at the thought and bowed to her parents grinning. ?It is done, mother, farther, though it saddens me to tell you, Dwaoviel did not make the requirements.? She said nearly bursting into an evil cackle and she forced her ears to droop as her parents replied after a moment of shock. ?Very well? well done to you four, at least, go and talk to the alphas of your success.? Felthenine watched them leave and set off to the alphas with her three remaining siblings. When they got to the alphas den Menolein chuffed her greeting and spoke. ?Good day alphas! We have completed your task though one of our number did not.? She said to them, the alpha female looked over the four of them with solemn eyes, as to the alpha male and he spoke with sad tones. ?Ah, I see Dwaoviel was the one not to make it, but I shall incorporate you four all the same.? With that he jumped down from the entrance of the den, approaching the four of them and nipping each on the muzzle leaving a small nick in their flesh, each in turn bowed down to the alpha. Once it was finished the two alphas left them, going into their cave, each of the siblings left as well going in different directions though the two youngest left together as they had grown being together with Dwaoviel who was now gone. All the siblings but Felthenines small sobs could be heard in various areas in the pack, even some who weren?t family had a few tears drip from their fur and when Dwaoviels last goodbye song came over the snowy trees all but Felthenine let their own song rise to Dwaoviels in a sorrowful send off. Not long after she had disposed of Dwaoviel, she was assigned to leading pack hunts, but she was still not happy as she was still second youngest out of her remaining siblings and so she decided to publicly deal with this one. As her elder sister was now gamma, at only a year an a half it was quite a feat for their pack and every one said Menolein was a good choice for the rank, this maddened Felthenine even more and drove her to challenging for a rank battle. She knew it wouldn?t be hard as she was much quicker heavier and bigger then Menolein and she was also more skilled. When they had agreed they parted ways to the fight area, which was a huge flat rock, which had the stains of past fights on it, some black with age others fresh and deep red. As Felthenine was the first she would be the one to call, she raised her head and let her blood chilling song rise to the ears of the pack, lowering her head again she waited and watched. Soon others joined her moving through the shadows of the trees up to the rock, where Felthenine sat ignoring all around her until Menolein came into sight, she stood staring at her sister and spoke. ?To death dear sister, let us dance!? she barked her last words and leapt gracefully at her sister jaws wide, she knew it would miss but she was ready for any miss and any reaction. Her sister leapt to one side though turned aiming a bite at her sisters side which missed, though Felthenine got a good grip on Menoleins flank and being her sister being lighter she manage to drag her across the rock before she managed to work free of the jaws. Though blood poured down her leg, Menolein turned to Felthenine then leapt at her neck but she was ready and moved so she merely got shoulder, turning she got hold of the side of Menoleins head and pulled her away from her shoulder. With a mighty heave she thru Menolein across the ground, Menolein skidded across the rock leaving her own bloodied mark before leaping up just in time to be hit by her sister again where they both ended up reared on their hind legs biting at each other both trying to get at the neck both failing. Then Felthenine pushed forward sending her sister sprawling across the floor again where she landed on top of Menolein, a paw on Menoleins neck and one on her chest holding her there. Menolein struggled clawing and tearing at Felthenines flesh, soon managing to push her off. Felthenine snarled about to get up again then she felt pure pain coarse through her body from the top of her shoulder, she felt teeth scraping across her bone then it was vigorously shaken and she felt the flesh tear. Leaping up she yelped as Menoleins fangs tore across her flesh before letting go, snarling with rage she charged at her sister ramming her over where she griped her muzzle tightly before tearing at her stomach with her claws, when she had finished with her stomach she let go and clamped her jaws round her neck and slowly cut the air off from her until she suffocated. Though to make sure she bit at the spine of her sister breaking it swiftly. Once she was finished she looked up, seeing the horror stuck faced of the watching wolves around her, smirking and trotted back to her den, blood covered and grinning. She wondered how they would all take to this, as it was odd for siblings to do such things in this pack, she gave a smirk thinking of the possible consequences and started to clean herself. Second year: Spring finally came, Felthenine turned two and though she killed her sister rather viciously she was a hit with the males, as she was a very strong wolf and perfectly healthy. She started to gain a very seductive walk, her tail wafting her sent to every male in the pack, even the alpha had some interest in her though he took is needs out on his mate. Although the rank of alpha appealed to Felthenine she was more after a low ranking one to seduce then leave, oh what fun she could have and so she began her pursuit. Walking though the pack she looked over each male she was near, wafting her sent to them soon picking up a few followers, though she kept walking then she stopped and turned speaking in a flirtatious smooth tone. ?The winner may have me for their mate.? A coy smile dances across her muzzle before she walked seductively up to the males and weaved her way through them, all of them got her sent and all felt her body curve round them. When she counted them there was 5, good nearly all the males in the pack that would do her nicely, she looked them all over and picked one. A very hansom one, big and strong looking his yellow gold eyes shining in is dark brown nearly black furred face, his darkest brown fur shimmered with every movement and knowing exactly what she said he leapt at the nearest male tearing into its pelt purest white ivories turning red with blood. He soon disposed of the one he had attacked and it limped off whining, not long after he attacked another which trying to fight back but soon was thrown away from the male, another leapt onto the huge male but was thrown off and leapt on soon maimed and immobile. Soon the rest started to run off, the single remaining male approached Felthenine and bowed to her speaking in the most deliciously deep and dark sounding voice. ?My lady Felthenine, I am yours, my name is Uzur Cloudcry. But Cloudcry will do.? She smiled at him already feeling an attraction to him even though she knew she must get rid of him once he was attached, for the rest of the day they lay with each other grooming and being snuggled up together. When it started to get dark they went back to Felthenines den, where Cloudcry quickly mounted her unable to hold himself back any longer, Felthenine enjoyed it a lot, but she didn?t say anything to him when he got off her and she lay down with him happily. She kept him for a month until she decided to cheat him, then she stayed with the next for half a month and it got less and less time in between each mate. At one point she even had 3 who were all oblivious to it before they were all terribly heart broken. Soon she found one she stayed with longer, his name was Ratatosk and she adored him. Though late one night while he was sleeping she was woken by the alpha, he looked odd slightly crazy, she was about to ask what he wanted when he dragged her out by her scruff and pulled her round the back of her den. ?I will have you.? He growled in her ear before forcibly mounting her, it hurt this time and she whined trying to escape from him, which made it, hurt more and she cried out for Ratatosk who immediately ran out and snarled at the alpha. ?Get off her!? he said commandingly, the alpha did so and turned to him. ?You dare order me around whelp?? The alpha was much bigger and when he ran at Ratatosk, the poor younger wolf hadn?t a chance and was killed instantly. The alpha turned back to Felthenine growling. ?I?m not done with you yet.? But luckily for her the alphess soon came after not finding her mate where she left him and saw him trying to mount Felthenine while she struggled and she snarled at her mate. ?How could you!? he fell of his prize as Felthenine escaped and she hid behind the alphess who turned to her. ?Leave now?.Or I will rend your hide!? the alphess hissed And Felthenine did just that, ran to the borders and past running far away from her pack. She kept going even when she was miles and miles away from her pack, only stopping to sleep and eat, what she didn?t realise was she was going the same way Dwaoviel had gone, soon arriving at the very same unclimbed lands Dwaoviel had roamed over. She finally stopped when she came over many pools of water some hot some cold, where she chose a warm one to stay in for a while. Her pelt was faded and even through her thick winter coat her ribs could just be seen, as food wasn?t the easiest thing to come by when on the run. The Unclaimed was between three packs, the Silver mountain pack, the outlanders and the Crimson Valley pack. But before she went to any of the borders, she found something she didn?t expect, the scent of her, oh so, so very dear sister, Dwaoviel. Third year: Though not anger or sadness that past through Felthenines mind at finding her sister, but a myriad of cruel, evil, blood thirsty thoughts all ending in Dwaoviels utter despair and pain and pure glee at being the one to finally put Dwaoviel in her place? in her own personal hell. Felth called for her sister, a long blood chilling cry that sang over the lands and reached the ever curious ears of Dwaoviel. Felthenine was pleased to see that her sister?s curiosity had got the better of her yet again and she greeted her dear sister with a wicked grin on her muzzle. ?Hello, good sister of mine, odd that you should be here and not with your beloved pack, wouldn?t you agree?? Dwaoviel had said, voice cold as ice under toned with a growl, her hackles up and threatening, but it didn?t bother Felth, she knew Dwaoviel hadn?t the guts to do anything or the skills. ?What terrible thing did you do to get kicked out of it hmmm?? Felthenine laughed cruelly to her sister?s words before giving the reply. ?Yes hello dear sister, my pack no longer had what I wanted in it and as for why I got hefted out, they basically didn?t like me as I had managed to allure the alpha and?? The grin she had when her sister arrived drew wider and became more evil. ?I was generally disliked, mainly because I killed poor dear Menolein.? Just then a male, Dwaoviels mate, arrived on the scene, greeting his mate and asking who Felthenine was, so Felth told him. Mixing some flirtation with her answer, wafting her scent to him and speaking in flirting tones, though strangely enough the male resisted and became hostile, though only verbally, probably as week as Dwaoviel, he never carried through with his stance. Soon threats from both of the pair were passed to Felth, threatening that if she came across the borders of the pack they were in, basically, they would attack her even thinking about it now makes her laugh as she thinks of both of them as weak whelps not worthy of any such happiness and her intents are to carry through her plans. Once she had left the place of meeting with Dwaoviel and Arnoux she headed to the Crimson valley pack, she was accepted by the betess, Sahria, though with a warning not to flirt with all the males and generally not be a slut, sadly that was one of her favourite pass times, but she would stay loyal to Sahria and abide her words. Soon after joining she met three others, Kratos, Akemi and Rugan, she sparred Rugan, agreeing to go on regular sparring practices with the two males, though Akemi apparently wasn?t the fighting type. Either way they didn?t happen and she ended up doing her own training, it took longer for her to get back into shape but with the more plentiful food and the safe exercising grounds she would be fit soon enough. After a while of her time with the pack, she went to a called warrior meeting, fighting the betess Sahria who she picked up a scar on her chest from and briefly fighting Lalita at the same time, though the yearling mainly sat out of it. It bothered her for the first part of the battle but once she found Lalita had lost she was happier, holding no grudge against the young female and going about her business. In the summer she found herself back in shape, also with a new rank of warrior, much to her glee, her prowess in battle had be realised, even though she had lost to the betess, but why else would Sahria be betess if she couldn?t fight? Though Felthenine was pleased with her rank, the summer heat drove her into a lazy state, lying under the trees of the midnight forest for an escape form the heat and she let herself become lazy and tired in mind and body for a short while. It wasn?t long before war had started out upon the land, the alphas of the Crimson valley pack calling a battle with the Silver Mountain pack, their wish for more land it seemed something they were going to fight for. A battle on Silver Mountain grounds, then a battle with the Outland pack, thus her wish was granted, she and her sister Dwaoviel came face to face with each other, little did Felthenine know that Dwaoviel was already pregnant, but it wouldn?t of made the slightest difference even if she had known. Their battle was short, Felthenines skill out weighing Dwaoviels easily. Once Dwaoviels head lay cracked upon the frozen rocks, Felthenine took her leave, to take a rank she saw was rightfully hers, after all she was the last warrior remaining before the lead Warrior rank was taken. When she was back she took only enough time to recover a bit of lost energy before calling, but Scythe did not show, though irritated, it didn?t bother her too much as she got what she desired. All was well for a while; she went about her duties for a bit until the ultimate insult, Scythe called to battle the rank back. Felthenine took the challenge up, even though Scythe had not shown, the female had said she was ill, Felth didn?t know whether or not to believe her but they fought anyway. The out come was as Felthenine had wanted, she kept her rank and she could keep her place in the slightly upper ranks. Not long after gaining Lead warrior, she accepted her first Warrior, Elijah, though he could do with improvement he did have quite a bit of potential, he was quite sizeable and strong, seemingly willing to learn though his lacking in experience would be a problem it was easy enough to fix up with time. They had fought as his test, soon Felthenine started seeing an opportunity to try and make a friend, something she had never had before and she started working on that after the last battle of the first war she had encountered. When she had arrived, many others were gathering to observe the scene before them. The other two allied packs were holding the hostages of the alphas pups, though this soon started to blow over and they were let back into the unclimbed. Elijah and her decided to get their act together, though much to her disgust their plea for breeding rights was denied, they didn?t get very far in attempting to persuade her as soon, both of the alphas disappeared, died, in fact and their place was taken by Barron, one who use to be a warrior under Felthenines lead. ~Occ info~ Name- Olivia Age-14 AIM/MSN/ICQ- peeeweee Email Address- peeeweee4@hotmail.com I also rp Darkening and Dwaoviel <center>  <div style="width:400px; filter:glow(color= black ,strength=14)">We are born every year</div> My name is Felthenine, but Felth is better, I'm the Alpha female of Crimson Valley, I hope to find a counter part to halt Sorcens return, I do not trust him. I have walked this earth for six years. I hated my sister Dwaoviel since I opened my eyes, but now she is my only known family. Yin is my only friend, Dark I believe has great potential, if he cheered up a bit! So far I have no mate, but I?m doing fine on my own My beasties: ^Felthenine^Magpie~3~Packmember~OP~ Dwaoviel~4~Packmember~OP~ Darkening~3~Packmember~CV~</center>
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Black lips pulled upward in a grin as the Crimson Valley Alphess approached the Beta. Dark offered the she-wolf a subtle nod of the head, inviting her closer to him. He couldn't exactly read the expression on the female's face. She offered him a smile, but she was giving off a vibe of being slightly frustrated. The brute decided he would ask about it if the appropriate time came about. For now, however, he would simply greet his superior and answer her question before she thought he'd gone completely daft.
"Hey, Felth," the Beta offered sheepishly. He wasn't sure if the greeting was a bit too casual, but somehow, he didn't think Felthenine would mind too much. "I'm actually doing well given the circumstances. I'm not on the ground blubbering like an idiot this time, which is a plus." Dark chuckled, recalling his rather embarrassing meeting with the Alphess back in the denning area quite a long time ago.
“You’re looking well!” This was good. Perhaps she was seeing the change he felt so strongly. "I feel much better... I took care of the things that needed taking care of and I think life might be turning around. It's a good feeling. But anyway, how have you been? I've been on borderwatch for a bit so I haven't been in the packlands a whole lot. There seems to be a lot of tension, but from where, I'm not sure." With that, the dark Beta cocked his head to the side, muzzle lowering slightly as he realized that he had rambled a bit. But lack of socialization was beginning to take a slight toll on him. It had been a while since he'd last had a conversation with anyone but himself...or the occasional creature that crossed his path, though they never spoke back at him.
Times were changing, though, and Dark knew that his duty was clearly laid out before him. He had to protect his pack, his family, and the small bit of dignity he had left. Perhaps he had made a bit of a fool of himself at the last meeting by attending to personal business, but he hadn't felt he had much of a choice at the time. So many things had changed already, and Dark had unknowingly thrown himself into a dangerous plot that would soon unfold. He would become a father for the second time- this time to a much larger litter, though first he would have to fight for the freedom of his packlands, his daughter, and the mother of his latest litter, Jeita Tenauri. So much would happen and Dark could never know that the clock was ticking its way toward disaster.
 My name is Dark Novias. I was born five years ago a male with my wretched brother, Sebastian. I ended his life for the sake of my family. I am the proud Alpha Male of Crimson Valley. I will protect my home and my pack with my life. Rika Shaeyata is no longer my mate, but if you dare harm her I will still have your head. Aneyu is my daughter and I feel like a terrible father for letting her down. Jeita Tenauri is my dearest friend and the love of my life. Together, we have created life in Maeve, Romeo, Donovan Jett, Tomakka, Isruma, Juma, and Aveline.---------------------------------- The Others: Sebastian Novias, Macabre D'Loxeko, Rook L'Crudele, Cirro (WINGS Disposable), Laileux Di'Fiamma, Aether, & Maeve Tenauri.
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Felth sighed in relief when Dark stated that it was all going well so far, this was good, she needed some time off after all, so long as he wasn’t a mess as he was before, she could see that he would be just right for the position… well, there was always the issue of physical strength and battle expertise, but that could be easily tested. “I’m glad you’re doing so well. I’m not doing too bad myself I guess, but, that does lead me to a proposition for you.” She paused a moment, staring at the frozen pond, she would have to ponder this well, or it might sound a bit desperate. “You see Dark, it’s all well and good me leading this pack on my own, I can do it by myself, but it doesn’t leave me anytime for myself… I feel my life is running away from me these days and I’m not getting any younger.” She smiled, pups were on her mind really, she had become very lonely, no mate, no family, no young of her own, no one she could really call friends or allies, she had lead herself down this lonely road but now she wanted to take the next turn off and gain back some of her lost time and use it better than she had done. “I would be greatly pleased if you would step up beside me Dark, as Alpha male and help me lead this pack to a brighter future and gain back its lost strength.”
She let it sink in and pondered how she could test his battle prowess, the only way really was to actually enter combat with him, but she wouldn’t just pounce on him. “However, I would ask that you can prove to me that you could keep the rank if you were challenged… I’m sure you know what that means.” Felth grinned at him, but decided to let him decide when they would start, or even if, though she was fairly certain he wouldn’t turn the offer down, she didn’t know anyone else so dedicated to the pack, perhaps excluding herself… well, these days she was feeling a bit under the weather, she didn’t get a lot back despite giving so much and she was feeling a bit under appreciated, but hopefully she could gain some of her old life back.
Name ? Felthenine Age - 4 Mate - None Rank ? Crimson valley packmember Gender - Female Species ? Tundra, Rocky Mountain wolf Pelt ? An odd creamy grey with a white underside and light whitey grey over her back and neck Eyes ? Deep reddish gold Length ? 5.8 Height ? 3.7 Weight ? 91 Parents ? Dune & Simak Siblings ? Dwaoviel, Menolein (dead), Gellon & Methen Markings ? Greyish brown markings round eyes much like her sisters though missing the outer down spike, a white ruff and shoulders that suddenly stops and goes to a darker grey about mid back. Scars - Two long scars all the way down her shoulder to the top part of her leg and a badly scarred top part of her shoulder, also many bite marks to her muzzle and lots of small scars over her stomach. A new scar she picked up from the betess is a large amount of bite marks which have made the fur on her chest a bit patch though it?s not noticeable at a glance. Her rump is littered with scars from the most recent battle; her left ear has a sizable chunk missing from it. Felths muzzle has two gash scars on her muzzle and one over her brow. Personality ? Flirtatious, cruel, manipulative and yet it can turn as unpredictably as thinning ice in spring. Her strong will is hard to break, though to get her way she will bend and weave her words even the most flexible of snakes would find hard and her tongue is as sharp with words as a broken peace of flint. Her general attitude she bent around seducing males and wheedling what she wants out of them. One of her hobbies is to get through as many males as she can in one year and get rid of them all before winter she has yet to have any pups and she intends not to have them until she finds the best male she can, or one that would hurt Dwaoviel more then she already has done. She?s also a rather foul tempered hound often holding grudges for what most wolves would think pointless to make a grudge over and when she deals with her grudges she has her vengeance cold, though warmed with blood and tears. She will happily disregard the wishes of her family and ?friends?; to her they are nothing but things to take from and use to get places in life. History ? Felthenine was the third eldest out of the litter, first to willingly harm her sibling, second to leave the pack, first to get a mate and first to leave it standing in the cold snow confused and heart broken. While a pup she was more interested in real fighting then play, often drawing blood from her siblings even though she didn?t intend to, she had a hard time controlling herself and it often cause concern to her parents. But as they do they loved her just the same, but they thanked Dwaoviel more then Felthenine, though she didn?t see why as she tried to help as well Dwaoviel just succeeded more and at least Felthenine actually learnt all she could from the wench that kept taking to them. She was never sure why they all called her wench, hound and other unnecessary names; she was just very friendly with the males and wanting the alphess position. Didn?t every one? If listening to her elders was bad then she wouldn?t do it any longer, as soon as she did as she was told they again started getting angry with her so she went quiet for the first year of her life. Though when she became an adult she immediately started talking to the males, only giving cold words and insult to the females, causing hatred and fights to start. They would of forced her out earlier but she was such a good hunter that it would of hurt more then it would of helped, so the decided to wait until a near enough even hunter to her came along. First year: As they tracked their prey the siblings kept their noses to the ground, but Felthenines head wasn?t on the hunt it was planning out how to get her ?perfect? sister out of the pack, then she realised how blind she had been and a cruel grin spread over her muzzle though she quickly hid it. When they split into groups she made sure she went with Dwaoviel, hardly able to hide her excitement at removing her sibling from the picture and causing mental and physical pain to her. As they picked out their prey she grinned deciding to pretend to be slow and having difficulty, she couldn?t wait for it and a slight twitch took to her tail. Felthenine waited patiently for it to start everything seeming to shiver around her as they crept toward the herd, a single slow deer catching her eye, it had all of their eyes it may have been slow but it still looked tasty. She saw them getting restless and smirked, she would if she knew she were to be a meal, the ones they were after started getting left behind as they all started moving off, her and her siblings followed them picking up speed as the deer did. When they started catching up with the one they were after Dwaoviel sped up claming her jaws round the creatures thigh letting Felthenine and her sister catch up, with ease Felthenine caught up drawing up close to Dwaoviel. Finding her chance she turned her head side wards and sunk her gleaming ivories into her sisters shoulder drawing blood, enjoying each bit of the flavour as it flowed into her mouth and down Dwaoviels leg. Soon Dwaoviel let go of the prize, as did Felthenine remove her fangs from the bloodied fur and flesh, smirking she started to run her normal speed and caught up with the deer?s neck lunging sideways and forward sinking her teeth into a new target, the deer?s neck soon spilt blood and her younger sister caught up and helped bring it down. When they returned with their prize Dwaoviel wasn?t anywhere to be seen, Felthenine guessed she had gone somewhere to sulk, she laughed at the thought and bowed to her parents grinning. ?It is done, mother, farther, though it saddens me to tell you, Dwaoviel did not make the requirements.? She said nearly bursting into an evil cackle and she forced her ears to droop as her parents replied after a moment of shock. ?Very well? well done to you four, at least, go and talk to the alphas of your success.? Felthenine watched them leave and set off to the alphas with her three remaining siblings. When they got to the alphas den Menolein chuffed her greeting and spoke. ?Good day alphas! We have completed your task though one of our number did not.? She said to them, the alpha female looked over the four of them with solemn eyes, as to the alpha male and he spoke with sad tones. ?Ah, I see Dwaoviel was the one not to make it, but I shall incorporate you four all the same.? With that he jumped down from the entrance of the den, approaching the four of them and nipping each on the muzzle leaving a small nick in their flesh, each in turn bowed down to the alpha. Once it was finished the two alphas left them, going into their cave, each of the siblings left as well going in different directions though the two youngest left together as they had grown being together with Dwaoviel who was now gone. All the siblings but Felthenines small sobs could be heard in various areas in the pack, even some who weren?t family had a few tears drip from their fur and when Dwaoviels last goodbye song came over the snowy trees all but Felthenine let their own song rise to Dwaoviels in a sorrowful send off. Not long after she had disposed of Dwaoviel, she was assigned to leading pack hunts, but she was still not happy as she was still second youngest out of her remaining siblings and so she decided to publicly deal with this one. As her elder sister was now gamma, at only a year an a half it was quite a feat for their pack and every one said Menolein was a good choice for the rank, this maddened Felthenine even more and drove her to challenging for a rank battle. She knew it wouldn?t be hard as she was much quicker heavier and bigger then Menolein and she was also more skilled. When they had agreed they parted ways to the fight area, which was a huge flat rock, which had the stains of past fights on it, some black with age others fresh and deep red. As Felthenine was the first she would be the one to call, she raised her head and let her blood chilling song rise to the ears of the pack, lowering her head again she waited and watched. Soon others joined her moving through the shadows of the trees up to the rock, where Felthenine sat ignoring all around her until Menolein came into sight, she stood staring at her sister and spoke. ?To death dear sister, let us dance!? she barked her last words and leapt gracefully at her sister jaws wide, she knew it would miss but she was ready for any miss and any reaction. Her sister leapt to one side though turned aiming a bite at her sisters side which missed, though Felthenine got a good grip on Menoleins flank and being her sister being lighter she manage to drag her across the rock before she managed to work free of the jaws. Though blood poured down her leg, Menolein turned to Felthenine then leapt at her neck but she was ready and moved so she merely got shoulder, turning she got hold of the side of Menoleins head and pulled her away from her shoulder. With a mighty heave she thru Menolein across the ground, Menolein skidded across the rock leaving her own bloodied mark before leaping up just in time to be hit by her sister again where they both ended up reared on their hind legs biting at each other both trying to get at the neck both failing. Then Felthenine pushed forward sending her sister sprawling across the floor again where she landed on top of Menolein, a paw on Menoleins neck and one on her chest holding her there. Menolein struggled clawing and tearing at Felthenines flesh, soon managing to push her off. Felthenine snarled about to get up again then she felt pure pain coarse through her body from the top of her shoulder, she felt teeth scraping across her bone then it was vigorously shaken and she felt the flesh tear. Leaping up she yelped as Menoleins fangs tore across her flesh before letting go, snarling with rage she charged at her sister ramming her over where she griped her muzzle tightly before tearing at her stomach with her claws, when she had finished with her stomach she let go and clamped her jaws round her neck and slowly cut the air off from her until she suffocated. Though to make sure she bit at the spine of her sister breaking it swiftly. Once she was finished she looked up, seeing the horror stuck faced of the watching wolves around her, smirking and trotted back to her den, blood covered and grinning. She wondered how they would all take to this, as it was odd for siblings to do such things in this pack, she gave a smirk thinking of the possible consequences and started to clean herself. Second year: Spring finally came, Felthenine turned two and though she killed her sister rather viciously she was a hit with the males, as she was a very strong wolf and perfectly healthy. She started to gain a very seductive walk, her tail wafting her sent to every male in the pack, even the alpha had some interest in her though he took is needs out on his mate. Although the rank of alpha appealed to Felthenine she was more after a low ranking one to seduce then leave, oh what fun she could have and so she began her pursuit. Walking though the pack she looked over each male she was near, wafting her sent to them soon picking up a few followers, though she kept walking then she stopped and turned speaking in a flirtatious smooth tone. ?The winner may have me for their mate.? A coy smile dances across her muzzle before she walked seductively up to the males and weaved her way through them, all of them got her sent and all felt her body curve round them. When she counted them there was 5, good nearly all the males in the pack that would do her nicely, she looked them all over and picked one. A very hansom one, big and strong looking his yellow gold eyes shining in is dark brown nearly black furred face, his darkest brown fur shimmered with every movement and knowing exactly what she said he leapt at the nearest male tearing into its pelt purest white ivories turning red with blood. He soon disposed of the one he had attacked and it limped off whining, not long after he attacked another which trying to fight back but soon was thrown away from the male, another leapt onto the huge male but was thrown off and leapt on soon maimed and immobile. Soon the rest started to run off, the single remaining male approached Felthenine and bowed to her speaking in the most deliciously deep and dark sounding voice. ?My lady Felthenine, I am yours, my name is Uzur Cloudcry. But Cloudcry will do.? She smiled at him already feeling an attraction to him even though she knew she must get rid of him once he was attached, for the rest of the day they lay with each other grooming and being snuggled up together. When it started to get dark they went back to Felthenines den, where Cloudcry quickly mounted her unable to hold himself back any longer, Felthenine enjoyed it a lot, but she didn?t say anything to him when he got off her and she lay down with him happily. She kept him for a month until she decided to cheat him, then she stayed with the next for half a month and it got less and less time in between each mate. At one point she even had 3 who were all oblivious to it before they were all terribly heart broken. Soon she found one she stayed with longer, his name was Ratatosk and she adored him. Though late one night while he was sleeping she was woken by the alpha, he looked odd slightly crazy, she was about to ask what he wanted when he dragged her out by her scruff and pulled her round the back of her den. ?I will have you.? He growled in her ear before forcibly mounting her, it hurt this time and she whined trying to escape from him, which made it, hurt more and she cried out for Ratatosk who immediately ran out and snarled at the alpha. ?Get off her!? he said commandingly, the alpha did so and turned to him. ?You dare order me around whelp?? The alpha was much bigger and when he ran at Ratatosk, the poor younger wolf hadn?t a chance and was killed instantly. The alpha turned back to Felthenine growling. ?I?m not done with you yet.? But luckily for her the alphess soon came after not finding her mate where she left him and saw him trying to mount Felthenine while she struggled and she snarled at her mate. ?How could you!? he fell of his prize as Felthenine escaped and she hid behind the alphess who turned to her. ?Leave now?.Or I will rend your hide!? the alphess hissed And Felthenine did just that, ran to the borders and past running far away from her pack. She kept going even when she was miles and miles away from her pack, only stopping to sleep and eat, what she didn?t realise was she was going the same way Dwaoviel had gone, soon arriving at the very same unclimbed lands Dwaoviel had roamed over. She finally stopped when she came over many pools of water some hot some cold, where she chose a warm one to stay in for a while. Her pelt was faded and even through her thick winter coat her ribs could just be seen, as food wasn?t the easiest thing to come by when on the run. The Unclaimed was between three packs, the Silver mountain pack, the outlanders and the Crimson Valley pack. But before she went to any of the borders, she found something she didn?t expect, the scent of her, oh so, so very dear sister, Dwaoviel. Third year: Though not anger or sadness that past through Felthenines mind at finding her sister, but a myriad of cruel, evil, blood thirsty thoughts all ending in Dwaoviels utter despair and pain and pure glee at being the one to finally put Dwaoviel in her place? in her own personal hell. Felth called for her sister, a long blood chilling cry that sang over the lands and reached the ever curious ears of Dwaoviel. Felthenine was pleased to see that her sister?s curiosity had got the better of her yet again and she greeted her dear sister with a wicked grin on her muzzle. ?Hello, good sister of mine, odd that you should be here and not with your beloved pack, wouldn?t you agree?? Dwaoviel had said, voice cold as ice under toned with a growl, her hackles up and threatening, but it didn?t bother Felth, she knew Dwaoviel hadn?t the guts to do anything or the skills. ?What terrible thing did you do to get kicked out of it hmmm?? Felthenine laughed cruelly to her sister?s words before giving the reply. ?Yes hello dear sister, my pack no longer had what I wanted in it and as for why I got hefted out, they basically didn?t like me as I had managed to allure the alpha and?? The grin she had when her sister arrived drew wider and became more evil. ?I was generally disliked, mainly because I killed poor dear Menolein.? Just then a male, Dwaoviels mate, arrived on the scene, greeting his mate and asking who Felthenine was, so Felth told him. Mixing some flirtation with her answer, wafting her scent to him and speaking in flirting tones, though strangely enough the male resisted and became hostile, though only verbally, probably as week as Dwaoviel, he never carried through with his stance. Soon threats from both of the pair were passed to Felth, threatening that if she came across the borders of the pack they were in, basically, they would attack her even thinking about it now makes her laugh as she thinks of both of them as weak whelps not worthy of any such happiness and her intents are to carry through her plans. Once she had left the place of meeting with Dwaoviel and Arnoux she headed to the Crimson valley pack, she was accepted by the betess, Sahria, though with a warning not to flirt with all the males and generally not be a slut, sadly that was one of her favourite pass times, but she would stay loyal to Sahria and abide her words. Soon after joining she met three others, Kratos, Akemi and Rugan, she sparred Rugan, agreeing to go on regular sparring practices with the two males, though Akemi apparently wasn?t the fighting type. Either way they didn?t happen and she ended up doing her own training, it took longer for her to get back into shape but with the more plentiful food and the safe exercising grounds she would be fit soon enough. After a while of her time with the pack, she went to a called warrior meeting, fighting the betess Sahria who she picked up a scar on her chest from and briefly fighting Lalita at the same time, though the yearling mainly sat out of it. It bothered her for the first part of the battle but once she found Lalita had lost she was happier, holding no grudge against the young female and going about her business. In the summer she found herself back in shape, also with a new rank of warrior, much to her glee, her prowess in battle had be realised, even though she had lost to the betess, but why else would Sahria be betess if she couldn?t fight? Though Felthenine was pleased with her rank, the summer heat drove her into a lazy state, lying under the trees of the midnight forest for an escape form the heat and she let herself become lazy and tired in mind and body for a short while. It wasn?t long before war had started out upon the land, the alphas of the Crimson valley pack calling a battle with the Silver Mountain pack, their wish for more land it seemed something they were going to fight for. A battle on Silver Mountain grounds, then a battle with the Outland pack, thus her wish was granted, she and her sister Dwaoviel came face to face with each other, little did Felthenine know that Dwaoviel was already pregnant, but it wouldn?t of made the slightest difference even if she had known. Their battle was short, Felthenines skill out weighing Dwaoviels easily. Once Dwaoviels head lay cracked upon the frozen rocks, Felthenine took her leave, to take a rank she saw was rightfully hers, after all she was the last warrior remaining before the lead Warrior rank was taken. When she was back she took only enough time to recover a bit of lost energy before calling, but Scythe did not show, though irritated, it didn?t bother her too much as she got what she desired. All was well for a while; she went about her duties for a bit until the ultimate insult, Scythe called to battle the rank back. Felthenine took the challenge up, even though Scythe had not shown, the female had said she was ill, Felth didn?t know whether or not to believe her but they fought anyway. The out come was as Felthenine had wanted, she kept her rank and she could keep her place in the slightly upper ranks. Not long after gaining Lead warrior, she accepted her first Warrior, Elijah, though he could do with improvement he did have quite a bit of potential, he was quite sizeable and strong, seemingly willing to learn though his lacking in experience would be a problem it was easy enough to fix up with time. They had fought as his test, soon Felthenine started seeing an opportunity to try and make a friend, something she had never had before and she started working on that after the last battle of the first war she had encountered. When she had arrived, many others were gathering to observe the scene before them. The other two allied packs were holding the hostages of the alphas pups, though this soon started to blow over and they were let back into the unclimbed. Elijah and her decided to get their act together, though much to her disgust their plea for breeding rights was denied, they didn?t get very far in attempting to persuade her as soon, both of the alphas disappeared, died, in fact and their place was taken by Barron, one who use to be a warrior under Felthenines lead. ~Occ info~ Name- Olivia Age-14 AIM/MSN/ICQ- peeeweee Email Address- peeeweee4@hotmail.com I also rp Darkening and Dwaoviel <center>  <div style="width:400px; filter:glow(color= black ,strength=14)">We are born every year</div> My name is Felthenine, but Felth is better, I'm the Alpha female of Crimson Valley, I hope to find a counter part to halt Sorcens return, I do not trust him. I have walked this earth for six years. I hated my sister Dwaoviel since I opened my eyes, but now she is my only known family. Yin is my only friend, Dark I believe has great potential, if he cheered up a bit! So far I have no mate, but I?m doing fine on my own My beasties: ^Felthenine^Magpie~3~Packmember~OP~ Dwaoviel~4~Packmember~OP~ Darkening~3~Packmember~CV~</center>
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Dark Novias was looked down upon for the majority of his life. His father had always shamed the way he adored solitude. His mother scorned the way that he felt every wolf needed to fend for itself. Sebastian walked all over him because he was the mighty first born and Dark would always only be second best. Dyre left him for this very reason, going off with Sebastian to "become something" because, apparently, Dark never would.
Given these circumstances, Dark Novias was not always the most pleasant, nor joyous of creatures. He found his way by chance into the Crimson Valley pack where he sat back, feeling a bit unnecessary. After all that had happened with the great destruction caused by the two-legged murderers, it came as a huge surprise that he, of all wolves, was appointed Beta. Dark never expected to advance any further in the ranks, nor had he ever suspected that he would one day be second in command.
So, when Felthenine sprang forth her proposition, the first thing Dark Novias' brain told him to do was burst out laughing...so he did. The black brute let out a cry of hysterics, trembling with the force of the laughter pouring from his widely open muzzle. It wasn't for a few moments that he was able to compose himself enough to look the Alphess in the eye. She wasn't joking.
Pale eyes widened in complete shock as the Beta shook his head in disbelief. "You would actually....me...I....wow..." The wolf had no idea how to reply. Of course he would step up beside such a noble she-wolf. There was nothing he would love more than to watch his pack thrive and grow back to its original state. But how the hell was he supposed to put that into words when his brain had turned to mush?
"Felthenine... I...would be greatly honored," The Novias managed, listening to the last bit of his superior's request and returning her grin, though the look was almost apologetic for having laughed at the seriousness of her proposal. "Of course," was all the brute breathed before springing into action. He might as well prove himself now rather than later.
Hoping for the element of surprise, the black wolf lunged, diving low as his right forepaw hooked at the female's front legs. He was aiming to knock her off her feet if his swat caught and pulled Felthenine's front legs out from under her. With her on the ground, Dark could have a clear advantage, though he'd learned from his spar with her before that she was quite skilled and obviously experienced.
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 My name is Dark Novias. I was born five years ago a male with my wretched brother, Sebastian. I ended his life for the sake of my family. I am the proud Alpha Male of Crimson Valley. I will protect my home and my pack with my life. Rika Shaeyata is no longer my mate, but if you dare harm her I will still have your head. Aneyu is my daughter and I feel like a terrible father for letting her down. Jeita Tenauri is my dearest friend and the love of my life. Together, we have created life in Maeve, Romeo, Donovan Jett, Tomakka, Isruma, Juma, and Aveline.---------------------------------- The Others: Sebastian Novias, Macabre D'Loxeko, Rook L'Crudele, Cirro (WINGS Disposable), Laileux Di'Fiamma, Aether, & Maeve Tenauri.
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Her rich eyes watched him with a rather sly look, tense and ready for action, she was well warmed up from getting here in the first place. Her life had revolved around fighting, but rarely was it so casual as the fact she was still sat down. Although he hadn’t even answered yes or no to her rather tremendous decision she had just thrown at him. However huge this decision was, she in no way expected the hysterics that suddenly cracked the air. She jumped and looked surprised at first, then, as it went on an eyebrow raised up that looked like she was scolding a pup for doing something a little bit daft. However, she wasn’t with out a glint of amusement in her own eyes, more at the rather absurd laughter coming from a wolf she last saw in the depths of family turmoil.
When he realised she was serious and retrieved his voice, she nodded, she could see he probably wasn’t expecting it, after all, he hadn’t long been beta considering his age. “Yes, you, there isn’t a better male for the job in this pack.” She smiled as after a while of what looked like working out what to say, he accepted. Felth couldn’t express how relieved she was to have some of the weight off her shoulders. Barely a night went by with out the nagging worry that she was doing the wrong thing, that the pack was going to fail or that she could do so much more to help the pack. Now she could share the burden and get a life!
She didn’t have much time to revel in her relief however as he quickly jumped to the battle, it was a bit of a sneaky move but it showed he was thinking about what he was doing. Felth reacted fast, but not quite fast enough as he hooked a paw round her front legs and whipped them out from under her. Rather than trying to save herself directly she shoved herself forward with her back legs to try and ram her chest into him, balancing herself and pushing her weight into him to knock him down. They were quite closely matched, she was a little smaller however, in height and length rather than general bulk, it would certainly be a battle of wits and experience rather than size and strength. However she was confident enough to even divert a little bit of attention to comment cheekily "I don't mind rough, don't feel you have to go easy on me." She laughed in her taunting way focusing down on putting him on the floor, even going for a ruff grab to pull as well as push him where she wanted him to go.
OOC: ugh, terrible, sorry it’s late night for me XD
Name ? Felthenine Age - 4 Mate - None Rank ? Crimson valley packmember Gender - Female Species ? Tundra, Rocky Mountain wolf Pelt ? An odd creamy grey with a white underside and light whitey grey over her back and neck Eyes ? Deep reddish gold Length ? 5.8 Height ? 3.7 Weight ? 91 Parents ? Dune & Simak Siblings ? Dwaoviel, Menolein (dead), Gellon & Methen Markings ? Greyish brown markings round eyes much like her sisters though missing the outer down spike, a white ruff and shoulders that suddenly stops and goes to a darker grey about mid back. Scars - Two long scars all the way down her shoulder to the top part of her leg and a badly scarred top part of her shoulder, also many bite marks to her muzzle and lots of small scars over her stomach. A new scar she picked up from the betess is a large amount of bite marks which have made the fur on her chest a bit patch though it?s not noticeable at a glance. Her rump is littered with scars from the most recent battle; her left ear has a sizable chunk missing from it. Felths muzzle has two gash scars on her muzzle and one over her brow. Personality ? Flirtatious, cruel, manipulative and yet it can turn as unpredictably as thinning ice in spring. Her strong will is hard to break, though to get her way she will bend and weave her words even the most flexible of snakes would find hard and her tongue is as sharp with words as a broken peace of flint. Her general attitude she bent around seducing males and wheedling what she wants out of them. One of her hobbies is to get through as many males as she can in one year and get rid of them all before winter she has yet to have any pups and she intends not to have them until she finds the best male she can, or one that would hurt Dwaoviel more then she already has done. She?s also a rather foul tempered hound often holding grudges for what most wolves would think pointless to make a grudge over and when she deals with her grudges she has her vengeance cold, though warmed with blood and tears. She will happily disregard the wishes of her family and ?friends?; to her they are nothing but things to take from and use to get places in life. History ? Felthenine was the third eldest out of the litter, first to willingly harm her sibling, second to leave the pack, first to get a mate and first to leave it standing in the cold snow confused and heart broken. While a pup she was more interested in real fighting then play, often drawing blood from her siblings even though she didn?t intend to, she had a hard time controlling herself and it often cause concern to her parents. But as they do they loved her just the same, but they thanked Dwaoviel more then Felthenine, though she didn?t see why as she tried to help as well Dwaoviel just succeeded more and at least Felthenine actually learnt all she could from the wench that kept taking to them. She was never sure why they all called her wench, hound and other unnecessary names; she was just very friendly with the males and wanting the alphess position. Didn?t every one? If listening to her elders was bad then she wouldn?t do it any longer, as soon as she did as she was told they again started getting angry with her so she went quiet for the first year of her life. Though when she became an adult she immediately started talking to the males, only giving cold words and insult to the females, causing hatred and fights to start. They would of forced her out earlier but she was such a good hunter that it would of hurt more then it would of helped, so the decided to wait until a near enough even hunter to her came along. First year: As they tracked their prey the siblings kept their noses to the ground, but Felthenines head wasn?t on the hunt it was planning out how to get her ?perfect? sister out of the pack, then she realised how blind she had been and a cruel grin spread over her muzzle though she quickly hid it. When they split into groups she made sure she went with Dwaoviel, hardly able to hide her excitement at removing her sibling from the picture and causing mental and physical pain to her. As they picked out their prey she grinned deciding to pretend to be slow and having difficulty, she couldn?t wait for it and a slight twitch took to her tail. Felthenine waited patiently for it to start everything seeming to shiver around her as they crept toward the herd, a single slow deer catching her eye, it had all of their eyes it may have been slow but it still looked tasty. She saw them getting restless and smirked, she would if she knew she were to be a meal, the ones they were after started getting left behind as they all started moving off, her and her siblings followed them picking up speed as the deer did. When they started catching up with the one they were after Dwaoviel sped up claming her jaws round the creatures thigh letting Felthenine and her sister catch up, with ease Felthenine caught up drawing up close to Dwaoviel. Finding her chance she turned her head side wards and sunk her gleaming ivories into her sisters shoulder drawing blood, enjoying each bit of the flavour as it flowed into her mouth and down Dwaoviels leg. Soon Dwaoviel let go of the prize, as did Felthenine remove her fangs from the bloodied fur and flesh, smirking she started to run her normal speed and caught up with the deer?s neck lunging sideways and forward sinking her teeth into a new target, the deer?s neck soon spilt blood and her younger sister caught up and helped bring it down. When they returned with their prize Dwaoviel wasn?t anywhere to be seen, Felthenine guessed she had gone somewhere to sulk, she laughed at the thought and bowed to her parents grinning. ?It is done, mother, farther, though it saddens me to tell you, Dwaoviel did not make the requirements.? She said nearly bursting into an evil cackle and she forced her ears to droop as her parents replied after a moment of shock. ?Very well? well done to you four, at least, go and talk to the alphas of your success.? Felthenine watched them leave and set off to the alphas with her three remaining siblings. When they got to the alphas den Menolein chuffed her greeting and spoke. ?Good day alphas! We have completed your task though one of our number did not.? She said to them, the alpha female looked over the four of them with solemn eyes, as to the alpha male and he spoke with sad tones. ?Ah, I see Dwaoviel was the one not to make it, but I shall incorporate you four all the same.? With that he jumped down from the entrance of the den, approaching the four of them and nipping each on the muzzle leaving a small nick in their flesh, each in turn bowed down to the alpha. Once it was finished the two alphas left them, going into their cave, each of the siblings left as well going in different directions though the two youngest left together as they had grown being together with Dwaoviel who was now gone. All the siblings but Felthenines small sobs could be heard in various areas in the pack, even some who weren?t family had a few tears drip from their fur and when Dwaoviels last goodbye song came over the snowy trees all but Felthenine let their own song rise to Dwaoviels in a sorrowful send off. Not long after she had disposed of Dwaoviel, she was assigned to leading pack hunts, but she was still not happy as she was still second youngest out of her remaining siblings and so she decided to publicly deal with this one. As her elder sister was now gamma, at only a year an a half it was quite a feat for their pack and every one said Menolein was a good choice for the rank, this maddened Felthenine even more and drove her to challenging for a rank battle. She knew it wouldn?t be hard as she was much quicker heavier and bigger then Menolein and she was also more skilled. When they had agreed they parted ways to the fight area, which was a huge flat rock, which had the stains of past fights on it, some black with age others fresh and deep red. As Felthenine was the first she would be the one to call, she raised her head and let her blood chilling song rise to the ears of the pack, lowering her head again she waited and watched. Soon others joined her moving through the shadows of the trees up to the rock, where Felthenine sat ignoring all around her until Menolein came into sight, she stood staring at her sister and spoke. ?To death dear sister, let us dance!? she barked her last words and leapt gracefully at her sister jaws wide, she knew it would miss but she was ready for any miss and any reaction. Her sister leapt to one side though turned aiming a bite at her sisters side which missed, though Felthenine got a good grip on Menoleins flank and being her sister being lighter she manage to drag her across the rock before she managed to work free of the jaws. Though blood poured down her leg, Menolein turned to Felthenine then leapt at her neck but she was ready and moved so she merely got shoulder, turning she got hold of the side of Menoleins head and pulled her away from her shoulder. With a mighty heave she thru Menolein across the ground, Menolein skidded across the rock leaving her own bloodied mark before leaping up just in time to be hit by her sister again where they both ended up reared on their hind legs biting at each other both trying to get at the neck both failing. Then Felthenine pushed forward sending her sister sprawling across the floor again where she landed on top of Menolein, a paw on Menoleins neck and one on her chest holding her there. Menolein struggled clawing and tearing at Felthenines flesh, soon managing to push her off. Felthenine snarled about to get up again then she felt pure pain coarse through her body from the top of her shoulder, she felt teeth scraping across her bone then it was vigorously shaken and she felt the flesh tear. Leaping up she yelped as Menoleins fangs tore across her flesh before letting go, snarling with rage she charged at her sister ramming her over where she griped her muzzle tightly before tearing at her stomach with her claws, when she had finished with her stomach she let go and clamped her jaws round her neck and slowly cut the air off from her until she suffocated. Though to make sure she bit at the spine of her sister breaking it swiftly. Once she was finished she looked up, seeing the horror stuck faced of the watching wolves around her, smirking and trotted back to her den, blood covered and grinning. She wondered how they would all take to this, as it was odd for siblings to do such things in this pack, she gave a smirk thinking of the possible consequences and started to clean herself. Second year: Spring finally came, Felthenine turned two and though she killed her sister rather viciously she was a hit with the males, as she was a very strong wolf and perfectly healthy. She started to gain a very seductive walk, her tail wafting her sent to every male in the pack, even the alpha had some interest in her though he took is needs out on his mate. Although the rank of alpha appealed to Felthenine she was more after a low ranking one to seduce then leave, oh what fun she could have and so she began her pursuit. Walking though the pack she looked over each male she was near, wafting her sent to them soon picking up a few followers, though she kept walking then she stopped and turned speaking in a flirtatious smooth tone. ?The winner may have me for their mate.? A coy smile dances across her muzzle before she walked seductively up to the males and weaved her way through them, all of them got her sent and all felt her body curve round them. When she counted them there was 5, good nearly all the males in the pack that would do her nicely, she looked them all over and picked one. A very hansom one, big and strong looking his yellow gold eyes shining in is dark brown nearly black furred face, his darkest brown fur shimmered with every movement and knowing exactly what she said he leapt at the nearest male tearing into its pelt purest white ivories turning red with blood. He soon disposed of the one he had attacked and it limped off whining, not long after he attacked another which trying to fight back but soon was thrown away from the male, another leapt onto the huge male but was thrown off and leapt on soon maimed and immobile. Soon the rest started to run off, the single remaining male approached Felthenine and bowed to her speaking in the most deliciously deep and dark sounding voice. ?My lady Felthenine, I am yours, my name is Uzur Cloudcry. But Cloudcry will do.? She smiled at him already feeling an attraction to him even though she knew she must get rid of him once he was attached, for the rest of the day they lay with each other grooming and being snuggled up together. When it started to get dark they went back to Felthenines den, where Cloudcry quickly mounted her unable to hold himself back any longer, Felthenine enjoyed it a lot, but she didn?t say anything to him when he got off her and she lay down with him happily. She kept him for a month until she decided to cheat him, then she stayed with the next for half a month and it got less and less time in between each mate. At one point she even had 3 who were all oblivious to it before they were all terribly heart broken. Soon she found one she stayed with longer, his name was Ratatosk and she adored him. Though late one night while he was sleeping she was woken by the alpha, he looked odd slightly crazy, she was about to ask what he wanted when he dragged her out by her scruff and pulled her round the back of her den. ?I will have you.? He growled in her ear before forcibly mounting her, it hurt this time and she whined trying to escape from him, which made it, hurt more and she cried out for Ratatosk who immediately ran out and snarled at the alpha. ?Get off her!? he said commandingly, the alpha did so and turned to him. ?You dare order me around whelp?? The alpha was much bigger and when he ran at Ratatosk, the poor younger wolf hadn?t a chance and was killed instantly. The alpha turned back to Felthenine growling. ?I?m not done with you yet.? But luckily for her the alphess soon came after not finding her mate where she left him and saw him trying to mount Felthenine while she struggled and she snarled at her mate. ?How could you!? he fell of his prize as Felthenine escaped and she hid behind the alphess who turned to her. ?Leave now?.Or I will rend your hide!? the alphess hissed And Felthenine did just that, ran to the borders and past running far away from her pack. She kept going even when she was miles and miles away from her pack, only stopping to sleep and eat, what she didn?t realise was she was going the same way Dwaoviel had gone, soon arriving at the very same unclimbed lands Dwaoviel had roamed over. She finally stopped when she came over many pools of water some hot some cold, where she chose a warm one to stay in for a while. Her pelt was faded and even through her thick winter coat her ribs could just be seen, as food wasn?t the easiest thing to come by when on the run. The Unclaimed was between three packs, the Silver mountain pack, the outlanders and the Crimson Valley pack. But before she went to any of the borders, she found something she didn?t expect, the scent of her, oh so, so very dear sister, Dwaoviel. Third year: Though not anger or sadness that past through Felthenines mind at finding her sister, but a myriad of cruel, evil, blood thirsty thoughts all ending in Dwaoviels utter despair and pain and pure glee at being the one to finally put Dwaoviel in her place? in her own personal hell. Felth called for her sister, a long blood chilling cry that sang over the lands and reached the ever curious ears of Dwaoviel. Felthenine was pleased to see that her sister?s curiosity had got the better of her yet again and she greeted her dear sister with a wicked grin on her muzzle. ?Hello, good sister of mine, odd that you should be here and not with your beloved pack, wouldn?t you agree?? Dwaoviel had said, voice cold as ice under toned with a growl, her hackles up and threatening, but it didn?t bother Felth, she knew Dwaoviel hadn?t the guts to do anything or the skills. ?What terrible thing did you do to get kicked out of it hmmm?? Felthenine laughed cruelly to her sister?s words before giving the reply. ?Yes hello dear sister, my pack no longer had what I wanted in it and as for why I got hefted out, they basically didn?t like me as I had managed to allure the alpha and?? The grin she had when her sister arrived drew wider and became more evil. ?I was generally disliked, mainly because I killed poor dear Menolein.? Just then a male, Dwaoviels mate, arrived on the scene, greeting his mate and asking who Felthenine was, so Felth told him. Mixing some flirtation with her answer, wafting her scent to him and speaking in flirting tones, though strangely enough the male resisted and became hostile, though only verbally, probably as week as Dwaoviel, he never carried through with his stance. Soon threats from both of the pair were passed to Felth, threatening that if she came across the borders of the pack they were in, basically, they would attack her even thinking about it now makes her laugh as she thinks of both of them as weak whelps not worthy of any such happiness and her intents are to carry through her plans. Once she had left the place of meeting with Dwaoviel and Arnoux she headed to the Crimson valley pack, she was accepted by the betess, Sahria, though with a warning not to flirt with all the males and generally not be a slut, sadly that was one of her favourite pass times, but she would stay loyal to Sahria and abide her words. Soon after joining she met three others, Kratos, Akemi and Rugan, she sparred Rugan, agreeing to go on regular sparring practices with the two males, though Akemi apparently wasn?t the fighting type. Either way they didn?t happen and she ended up doing her own training, it took longer for her to get back into shape but with the more plentiful food and the safe exercising grounds she would be fit soon enough. After a while of her time with the pack, she went to a called warrior meeting, fighting the betess Sahria who she picked up a scar on her chest from and briefly fighting Lalita at the same time, though the yearling mainly sat out of it. It bothered her for the first part of the battle but once she found Lalita had lost she was happier, holding no grudge against the young female and going about her business. In the summer she found herself back in shape, also with a new rank of warrior, much to her glee, her prowess in battle had be realised, even though she had lost to the betess, but why else would Sahria be betess if she couldn?t fight? Though Felthenine was pleased with her rank, the summer heat drove her into a lazy state, lying under the trees of the midnight forest for an escape form the heat and she let herself become lazy and tired in mind and body for a short while. It wasn?t long before war had started out upon the land, the alphas of the Crimson valley pack calling a battle with the Silver Mountain pack, their wish for more land it seemed something they were going to fight for. A battle on Silver Mountain grounds, then a battle with the Outland pack, thus her wish was granted, she and her sister Dwaoviel came face to face with each other, little did Felthenine know that Dwaoviel was already pregnant, but it wouldn?t of made the slightest difference even if she had known. Their battle was short, Felthenines skill out weighing Dwaoviels easily. Once Dwaoviels head lay cracked upon the frozen rocks, Felthenine took her leave, to take a rank she saw was rightfully hers, after all she was the last warrior remaining before the lead Warrior rank was taken. When she was back she took only enough time to recover a bit of lost energy before calling, but Scythe did not show, though irritated, it didn?t bother her too much as she got what she desired. All was well for a while; she went about her duties for a bit until the ultimate insult, Scythe called to battle the rank back. Felthenine took the challenge up, even though Scythe had not shown, the female had said she was ill, Felth didn?t know whether or not to believe her but they fought anyway. The out come was as Felthenine had wanted, she kept her rank and she could keep her place in the slightly upper ranks. Not long after gaining Lead warrior, she accepted her first Warrior, Elijah, though he could do with improvement he did have quite a bit of potential, he was quite sizeable and strong, seemingly willing to learn though his lacking in experience would be a problem it was easy enough to fix up with time. They had fought as his test, soon Felthenine started seeing an opportunity to try and make a friend, something she had never had before and she started working on that after the last battle of the first war she had encountered. When she had arrived, many others were gathering to observe the scene before them. The other two allied packs were holding the hostages of the alphas pups, though this soon started to blow over and they were let back into the unclimbed. Elijah and her decided to get their act together, though much to her disgust their plea for breeding rights was denied, they didn?t get very far in attempting to persuade her as soon, both of the alphas disappeared, died, in fact and their place was taken by Barron, one who use to be a warrior under Felthenines lead. ~Occ info~ Name- Olivia Age-14 AIM/MSN/ICQ- peeeweee Email Address- peeeweee4@hotmail.com I also rp Darkening and Dwaoviel <center>  <div style="width:400px; filter:glow(color= black ,strength=14)">We are born every year</div> My name is Felthenine, but Felth is better, I'm the Alpha female of Crimson Valley, I hope to find a counter part to halt Sorcens return, I do not trust him. I have walked this earth for six years. I hated my sister Dwaoviel since I opened my eyes, but now she is my only known family. Yin is my only friend, Dark I believe has great potential, if he cheered up a bit! So far I have no mate, but I?m doing fine on my own My beasties: ^Felthenine^Magpie~3~Packmember~OP~ Dwaoviel~4~Packmember~OP~ Darkening~3~Packmember~CV~</center>
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