The molten flame blends into the dim light of the sun's setting. Kadzait raises her head and howls. [/i]Oh, Twilight, what will we do?
Never before has a Moonless Meeting brought such distress and death to the wolven forest. Liquid flame explodes from Firerocks, and with it, an impenetrable union of smoke and ash that appeared and shadowed the sun, flooding the mountains with fear. A plethora of wolves claim to be sighting nightmarish shaodws that walk amongst the rotting death and burning flame, bringing with them more of it.
"Death will flow
So crush the flame
Don't be so slow"
"Teeth will tear
And claws will clash
Amidst the flare
And the ash"
"And seven will be born
And even more pelts
Will be torn"
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{s]wift nightingale *wanderer* « Thread Started on Feb 20, 2009, 2:16pm »
Name:
Swift
Age:28 moons
Gender:femae
Pack:Wanderer
Rank:Healer Tyro
Basic Description:Gossamer golden female with startling green emerald eyes
Detailed Description:
Swift's pelt burns a rich shade of gold, and her splotches of white just make her stand out more. Swifts slight shape leads many to believe that she is graceful, but she is not. She possibly one of the clumsiest wolves on the planet. On rare occasion, she'll become graceful enough to wobble her way over the tree trunk to the other side of the river. Her dainty paws are silent, though, as she swiftly runs after the deer that has no idea she is there. Her clumsiness makes no sense here, but when she's running, she feels at home.
Persona:
Swift always laughs at herself, and is just bright and spunky in her own way. The one thing that she hates is that she is so moody. One minute she is sullen, and the next she is prancing around Jori in circles, acting like a pup and demanding that he tell her what happened on that morning's scout. She's also a bit insecure, and not used to having any friends. She never really places her trust in anyone else but herself, albeit she would trust Jori with her life.
Swift acts like she has a solid personality, but truthfully, there's something eating away at her. What is the feeling she gets when she looks at Jori?
History:
Swift was born, like most Wanderer wolves, outside of the Pack. She was born a rogue, but grew up with the stories of the five Packs. She was determined to become one of them, and although that's what many pups said, she was single-minded in her ideas.
Finally, Swift got her chance. Her parents were murdered, and she was left, a three moon old pup, hardly weaned, stranded in the middle of Storm territory. After a terrifying experience with Storm's wolves, she dragged herself sullenly toward Wanderer, just wanting to get away from the big, scary wolves that had scared the willies out of her-she had hardly and willies left.
And who found her, but a Wanderer wolf who just decided to carry the whimperng, half asleep pup to his mate. She nursed the pup back to health. Swift grew up with two parents- the brave real DNA replicants, who had died to save their pup, and the ones that taught her how to hunt and fight.
Swift had been the only tyro in the den, which is why she was delighted when another wolf, albeit older, was found. She helped heal him, considering she was the Healer tyro at the time, and also helped him remember his name. He had a sudden case of amnesia, something that helped Swift with her own memory loss. The wolf called himself Jurrisses, but said to call him Jori.
The two became close friends, the domestic Swift and the less-than-domestic Jori, who always needed Swift to hold him back from being rude and to keep his domestic side intact, even though it seemed nonexistant.