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’.


{we cant all be cheerful}

Fainting was never something the white and grey ess normally did. Of course, no one ever really fainted as something that they did. But during her unconscious state the fairy like ess found herself in a dream state. It was back when she first got the position as Queen at her old pack. At first she thought it was real, she could smell all the scents, could see everyone, could even taste the air. It gave her a sense of warmth inside. Of course this warmth could have been coming from the outside where Kershov now curled around her, bathing her bodice to rid it of excess water. But she didn't know that, right now she was back home and she was standing on the high rocks they used to have meetings. Voices rose to her audits as she held her tail and posture in alphess position. Wolves below voiced their approval of their new Queen. Voiced how they thought she was the best fit. Now whether she was or not would be up to them in the future.

Then she was a few years in the future when the great famine spread along their land. No one had food, barely any water and wolves were fighting each other for food as she and her Beta were in her den, talking up a plan. "I know it's probably not the best decision but I think we should move. Uproot the clan and get somewhere with more to eat. Pups are coming and that means more mouths to feed. We need to leave" her beta was speaking softly to her, trying to coarse her to uproot their pack. It worked. But she would come to regret it. She announced it to the pack and that night their home was barren. Outside her mind, in the real world, her fairy like ess twitched here and there. At one point she seemed as if she were pressing closer to Kershov but in her mind she was pressing closer to her beta.

A giant breath went into her maw, simulating a gasp as the ess jolted back to consciousness. This time truly pressing closer to the ice dragga, looking for warmth like a pup looking for its mothers milk. Her bodice still trembled but this time just from the cold, even though some of the excess water was gone. H-how do you expect to live on this land when it's so cold? she tried to joke with Kershov as if her fainting hadn't just happened. So this is Uyaraut now? You have no where to go if a disaster comes from the other way the ess was actually thinking logical in this sense. Lifting her cranium ever so slightly to turn it to gaze upon his snowy face, her stormy pools peering upon his facade. Shall we try and see if your pack is okay, or shall you call them yourself? Her lyrics spilling in soft verses. She couldn't really get up and move and play like she wanted to but she could try if Kershov decided to walk through his land.

queen of wudubearo - no love - no pups - allied to none


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