Perhaps changed most of all out of all of the packs is this place. It was stripped out of its forested home and now instead lays at the edge of an ocean. The vast sparkling eternity of the water lays to the south of the land, while the rest of the land is made of rocky outjuttings. Gone are the trees, and all that remains for greenery are the short shrubs that dot the paths in the rock, and the moss that grows thanks to the spray of the waves. Further toward the shore, barnacles are a plenty, and look to cut the pads of those who slip on the wet surface. These extend out into the water itself, and the tough land has multiple caverns scraped into it, providing ample dens for the wolves that live there. Depending on the tide, however, the lower caverns may flood, and the vicious swirling water may prove to be dangerous as there is a strong undertide ready to pull unsuspecting swimmers to their doom. Even the tide itself is powerful enough to push intruders against one cliff or another. The ocean does provide, however, plenty of food for those who brave the waters - there are many breeds of seals and sea lions, though the males that protect each of these are vicious and territorial. There are also turtles that come ashore to breed and to lay their eggs - both the adults and the eggs themselves can provide sustenance to the wolves. But they must take care - the water is deep enough to allow sharks to come to shore from the depths below. Those unwilling to venture the waves or wet their paws with the moist sand of the shore can find snakes and hares in the rocky outcroppings, but they must beware the Komodo dragon and other monitor lizards that perch upon the shore - they are swift and move in groups, not to mention they carry venom in their bite that causes immense pain, paralysis, and prevents blood clotting. This is not the land for the weak of heart or the weak at all really. This is Uyaraut - ‘The Diamond in the Rough’.


Two's Too Many

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One of the seven was little Alwyn, who enjoyed acting like she was grown. She never played with her siblings because she was to serious. The childish jokes they made only made her roll her eyes at them. A pack was her idea, they needed to grow in safety of more than just their parents and needed a social life.

Her ivory paws made their way behind her mother after she signaled them in near her. It was like looking at a miniature Kaidren. She showed almost no features of Vesely unlike most of her siblings. Some even were traditional maned wolves like on Veseleys side. In the short time that Alwyn had been alive, she had never seen any white maned wolves besides her father and a few of her siblings. It was rather odd. Maybe this wouldn't die out though however. She howled and called for the pack with her mother and sat beside the larger version of herself.

"Why aren't you able to just move on and get a grip on your life?"

† Alwyn † Pup † Femme † Packless † Daughter of Kaidren x Vesely † Litter of Seven †


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