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’.


Never Forget Who You Are


Thoughts of confusion and excitement swirled through the male’s head. He was happy that him and Macaria had found time to spend alone and just be with each other. It had been too long since he had had no schedule and just enjoyed the present. With everything that had changed, he was happy to hear that his mate had not been with another varg, making her even more irresistible to him. Many would not understand their relationship, but he had come to terms with it and it was something he had accepted. Besides, he couldn’t satisfy some of her needs, so she might as well indulge in them from another being. As long as she was happy then he was. Nothing made him happier than being with her and seeing that she was okay. Grey Wind had been worried about her when the lands had changed. He knew Macaria’s poppy addiction had changed her, mentally and physically. Since she could no longer feel pain she was more prone to injury, and he couldn’t imagine losing her.

The male was not used to feeling so sentimental. He knew he always cared for Macaria, but the pair had not been sentimental. Neither were the type to sit around and discuss their feelings, but they had had a very intimate conversation when they were last together. When Grey Wind had been much younger, before he had come to Blossom, he knew he would be a father one day. He was destined to take over for his father and lead their pack, which meant that he needed heirs of his own. But when he had left that life behind and come here, and fallen for Macaria, he thought the idea of pups was off the table. He had assumed incorrectly though, which had been unfair to her. He was shocked when she told him that she wanted pups with him, but when she said it, he realized how much he wanted a family. Even though the rough past had hardened the male, he was still the family type. The pair discussed the details of it, and he knew soon he would be a father if nature worked out.

After Grey Wind and Macaria had parted ways temporarily, he wandered about the packlands. He was restless, and didn’t want to just go back to their den, so he decided it was time to patrol the borders. It gave him something to do and helped him get out some of the energy he had pent up, running and trotting through the land until he felt strain on his muscles and he was panting with the effort. But the strain on his muscles was a pain that he had missed. It had been too long since he really worked his body. After some time, the vocals of a stranger reached his audettes, and he paused his stride to determine where it was coming from. The male turned around, traveling through the land until he saw the form of a white female, a stranger to him. As he approached, he noticed how bright blue her orbs were, and wondered if she what the story with that was. Perhaps she had some sort of deformity. They were all he could focus on for a moment. Grey Wind stopped his movement when he was a few feet in front of her, curious what she was here for. ”Hello, my name is Grey Wind. What is your title and what brings you to Uyaraut?” The male had not greeted another being at the border of a pack in a long time, and last time he had done it he had had to introduce himself as an alpha. It felt more natural this way, and he was glad that he was serving under Kershov once more.

Picture and table credit to the wonderful Morgin <3


| GreyWind | Adult |Uyaraut| Tied to Macaria | Pups | Violet


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