Vivi comes from a long line of royal Ashen wolves. She was second in line for crown, passed down by her father, Vector, king of Ashen wolves. The Ashen wolves were a proud race, and looked down on other wolven clans. They were enemies with most, and allies to none. Vivi wanted to change the way the Ashen wolves saw the rest of the wolven clans.
One day, after a heated battle with a mutt wolf, her father returned to eat. All male wolves ate before females, and none ate before the king.
"Father, what do you think with making alliances?" Vivi spoke out of turn, not waiting for her father to finish eating. He chocked and coughed.
"What!? Where do you get these absurd idea's from, Victoria?" She flinched. She hated her name. She was named after one of her fathers many mistresses.
"....My name is Vivi, father." She spoke again out of turn. A swift paw came flying across her face. She was sent in the direction of her head, but she caught her self. This only seemed to anger her father more.
"Victoria! You will do well to listen to father!" Her older brother chimed in. He was just as ruthless as her father.
Ross. She hated him just as much as her father.
"Shut up Ross! No one asked you!" Vivi growled. Ross smiled and sat back down to watch as their father closed in on Vivi. At this point, Vivi's bottom jaw had claw marks on in that were bleeding. This wasn't the first time Vivi was injured by her family. They often fought.
"Victoria, my daughter," her father began. "I don't take pleasure in harming you." He said. She knew that was a lie.
'LIAR!" Vivi screamed. "YOU ARE A LIAR! AND A COWARD! You pray on the weak and never congratulate any of your warriors! You are a terrible ruler and a terrible father!' And with that, she lunged at her father, aiming to kill him. Like most wolves, she was fueled on anger and adrenaline. Her father was not expecting Vivi to stand up for herself.
Vivi wouldn't normally stand up for herself, either. But this time, she was sick of it. Sick of everything.
She attacked ruthlessly, and her brother Ross had to step in and knock her off, she would have killed their Father. Vivi looked at him, and at their father after Ross shoved her back. She still had chunks of her father in her mouth, and she spat them out.
"Vic...toria....You are...Banished from Clan Ashen." Her father spoke. She didn't flinch this time.
"I'll be happy to get out of this hell hole." And with that, she ran out the nearest exit to their cave home, and didn't stop all night.
whats vectors history? how'd he get so brutal?
what were the Ashen wolves known before their fall into disgrace?
Why are the ashen wolves so outcast? how did they fall into disgrace? what happened?
why is vivi so sick of everything? who s she as a character? what makes her tick?
what is ross to the rest of the clan?
Clan Ashen, once a thriving wolven clan, now nothing more than known as Brutes. All other clan's either hate, or avoid them. This is why Vivi Hates her self, and her clan. It fell around the time of the great Ashen/Ice wolf clan wars, run by her great grandfather, King Vector the First. The war started because the Ashen wolves wanted more Land, or rather King Vector I wanted more land. The nearest wolf clan to them was the Ice Wolf clan, or Clan Ice. Instead of requesting more land, King Vector I started a heated argument at an arranger's meeting, with an Ice Wolf representative. The meeting was nothing more than a blood bath. King Vector I did not want to hear what the Clan Ice had to say.
King Vector I sent back the head of the Representative, and only the head. It was to been seen as a message to the Ice wolf clan, to back down, and give the Ashen wolf clan the requested amount of land. What came of the message, was an act or War.
The war waged into years, and decades. No winners came of it. The Ashen wolf, once known for its numbers. Now dwindled in to losing more than half its numbers. King Vector I was not happy. He sent out harsh requirements of all first born sons, that once of age must join the cause of him wanting more land. This soon transpired onto his son, King Vector II. He kept this war going for the name of his father. The war waged, and Clan Ashen had given it self a name of ruthlessness, and murder. Clan ashen was once known for how forgiving they were, but that was along time ago. So long ago, that all had forgotten about it.
The war ended one night, when an Ice Wolf managed to assassinate the King, in his sleep. With out a King, Clan Ashen backed out, and lost territory. Dwindling in numbers, and now land, Clan Ashen went into a depression. This depression brought poverty, and death from sickness. When Clan Ashen lost its its territory, they lost hunting grounds, and the Ashen wolves began to starve off, and die.
The Queen to King Vector II soon gave birth to a Prince, and once of age, had begun to take control of Clan Ashen.
King Vector III, the first generation born not into war. King Vector III had tried to rebuild the clan, but failed time and again, and given the words of his mother, hated all other clans. He hated all other clans for not helping them in the Ice/Ashen wolves wars. Why should they have helped, King Vector I pushed this unto himself, and Clan Ashen.
"If none want us, None shall have us." Those were his words. Having not grow up with a father to teach him right from wring, he secretly trained wolven Assassin, and sent them after Clan Ice's new ruler. Once successful, King Vector in his young and ruthless ways, sent a message to all clans, stating that Clan Ashen will reign once again.
"So, this is our history. A History brought on by All the other clans." King Vector III told his two childeren, Ross and Vivi. Ross frowned, while Vivi questioned why her great Grandfather would want such a thing. Why request more land. When father explained, it seemed like the Ashen wolves owned tons of acres of land. And because of the war, they lost so much more than just land. Allies, friends, and territory.
"But father, why did great grandfather do such a thing? Did his advisers suggest that we take more land?" Vivi spoke up. Her father shock a look of disdain, almost as if what Vivi said was treason. A swift paw across her face rocked her to the ground.
"Never question our fathers before us!" He growled, and motioned for Ross to follow him. Ross glanced back at Vivi, but did not help her.
This was not the first time she had be struck for speaking out of turn.
Out side the Grand Cave was no different.
Since the great Ice/Ashen clan wars, the Royal Ashen wolves were beginning to loose its trust with the rest of its own clan. Ashen wolves had begun to leave, and some have been caught conspiring. Vivi stepped out of the Grade Cave, and where ever she went, she felt the eyes of her brethren. At first, when she was just a pup, she didn't notice it. How all the parents of the other pups would shoo away theirs, to keep Vivi away. But as she grew older, she began to notice it and to question it.
The hatred of her own clan against the Royal Ashen Wolves.
Her brother Ross was no help at all with these situations. He had already begun to control with an iron fist. No tolerance among the other wolves. He was being taught in harsh punishments that will come swiftly to those who do not obey their King. Even though he was second in command, higher than their mother, he was still treated like a king. Her father saw to it. When ever anyone spoke of their king, they used different names for it. One Vivi picked up on was The Fallen.
Vivi spent most of her days roaming around in the shadows with a hood over her head and ears. Most didn't recognize her. She wanted to blend in, in order to learn more on the war, and about what others thought of the royal family. Most thoughts were not good, and other talked about wishing death upon the royal family. All was hated talk.
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