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 Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:09 pm
 If I could,
I'd prove you wrong.
And if I could,
I'd let you know,
You control, by your own design,
Knowing your so right.
When the sun is gone,
Life ends with no hope.
Embrace this in your arms.
Patience is gone but you've been left alone.
The troubles are trapped in your eyes.
You'll see me again.
No time to pretend.
Your everything, your anything, mine.
You've been wondering when your life begins.
I've seen the face of you tonight.
You control, by your own design,
Knowing your so right.
When the sun is gone,
Life ends with no hope.
Embrace this in your arms.
Care to move on,
And afraid to feel young again, why?
Now take my hand cuz it seems the way you see his might.
Tell me why.
Take all that you know inside,
And leave it behind.
Its time to say goodbye...
To all you fall for.
Its time to say goodbye...
An angel bound to fly.
You control, by your own design,
Knowing your so right.
When the sun is gone,
Life ends with no hope.
Embrace this in your arms.
Embrace this in your arms...
Embrace this in your arms...
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:10 pm
 Name: Cael
Gender: Male
Date of Birth:
Age: 1 year
Pack: The Outriders
Rank: Gamma
Family: Cael has ceased all contact with his family and choses to ignore them on account that he is a disgrace to the traditions and customs within his pack.
Mate: None
Eyes: Vibrant green
Pelt: With a base coat of a purple- tarnished red hue, both black and purple seem to lather and spread across his fur in their own separate ways and arrays.
Markings: From his black paws, ribbons of black weave up his forepaws in a strange array while the same black branches outwards from his eyes and stretches forth.
Likes: Butterflies, relaxing, wandering around, swimming, exploring, chasing creatures smaller than him, running and contemplating in solitude.
Dislikes: Fighting, arguing, dissapointment, being a letdown, feeling like a nobody, being picked on, wasting idle time, big gatherings and not knowing what he wants out of life.
Personality: Lead by curiosity and the confessions of his heart, Cael is a wolf whose logic and passion is one that guides him. After turning away from his pack in hopes to find himself and someplace that he could truly call home, Cael is trying to find a foundation of faith, strength and honor that he can bring to his name. Often calm and nonchalant, Cael is docile and many times can become timid and shy when he is spoken to or confronted by both friends and the unfamiliar stranger. At a first impression, he may seem shy or as if he was mute as he would only stand silently and watch ones body language to make an assumption of whom exactly he was dealing with. Yet, after getting to know someone after a significant amount of time, Cael's whole appearance would change as a warm smile would inhabit his maw while his black lathered tail would sway merrily. Always seen with a smile upon his maw and his eyes gleaming with hope, Cael is one wolf whose hard to bring down.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:11 pm
From the first descendents of the Xalteth Pack, the mark of the tribal totem (a depicted character, animal or design of white or red) was given to each worthy wolf whose destiny was to fortell of greatness, honor, and success. Since the pack was established and years later, each pup had been blessed with a sacred mark or hue of white or red in honor of the Ancients and as a visual representation that they, like their descendents before them, would find their place amonst the pack.
But there was one amonst the chosen whom the ancients rebuked; one whose hide was not marked of white or red. Such a tragedy and sign brought fear upon the pack as soft scorns and vile gossip spilled from their maws and stirred mixed emotions towards the young pup and to his father.
He was Cael.
To a father whose heart was set upon raising a son whom would follow in his own footsteps but was to find that, after losing his mate from childbirth, his son, Cael was not marked by the Ancients, Satreil was heartbroken and ashamed; fearful of what others might say to the upbringing of a pup who was estranged by the Ancients. But this was his son! His only child! How could he abandoned him?
Was he to disregard the pup as his son and forsaken his deceased mates relationship, companionship?
No.
Satriel couldn't, no- he wouldn't.
With the packmembers disgruntled and questioning, Satriel put the pains and scorns behind him as he began to help Cael become stronger and agile without the blessings of the Ancients. Though he wasn't sure how it would work, Satriel would at least try as best he could to help prepare his son for whatever was to come his way upon lifes tumultious journey.
After several months had past and Satriel distanced himself from the pack, Cael was already six months old and was letting his curiosity get the better of him. His ears flickered as a small butterfly passed by, gently gliding within the air as it whisped about and landed on a nearby rock. With a sly grin, the young pup dropped onto his stomach and watched from afar.
This was his chance to prove to his dad that he could hunt! This was it!
Slowly staking in a stiff-legged manner, Cael crept slowly towards the butterfly. Each step was placed in a selective manner, careful to not disrupt or startle the butterfly. As he became a few feet away, he prepared to leap at it. With his backlegs crouched and tense, there was no stopping him! With the perfect opportunity within reach, the young pup sprang forwars with awaiting claws.
But...unfortunately, the butterfly was all too crafty and flew up into the air gracefully and out of harms way only to leave the rock to fend for itself which wouldn't be much of a problem except in Cael's case.
Too late to stop his motion or to reverse his actions, the young pup braced himself as his forepaws scaled over the rock and collapsed upon the ground only to leave the rest of his body to balance atop the rock in a limp-rag doll appearance.
Butterflies always had the upper hand against him.
Shooting a glare upwards towards the fluttering butterfly, Cael grumbled. "Stupid butterfly...I almost had it."
A few feet away, Satriel sat with his tail curled about him and his eyes watching his son. A rather dissatisfied expression sat upon his maw as he snorted a short breath. "I train him as a hunter and he hunts butterflies...great," he mumbled as he padded slowly towards Cael with a tiredsome and annoyed stare.
"Get up, Cael. There's alot of learning today and no time to fool around," he remarked with a dry tone, bland and emotionless as he rested upon his haunches and glimpsed over towards the small pup.
"Aw! Daaaaaad!" Cael whined as he slowly tumbled off the rock and staggered onto the ground. Tilting his head slightly the young pup began wandering over towards Satriel. "Can't we just....have fun?"
His father shot a cold look at him. Fun? No. How could his son think of fun? Where was the young warrior that he sought to train? Why did he have to have the passive son whose body did not yearn for war and strength. "There is no fun," he snapped with a stern look set upon his face. "You have to prove yourself to the pack!"
"But- I can..."
"Everyone thinks you can't! I-I don't know what to think!" Satriel rebuked as he rumbled with confusion; his emotions tangling up within him.
Tucking his tail underneath his legs while his ears fell flat against his skull, Cael whined softly. He knew all too well that the pack held little faith in him nor did any of them accept him for not bestowing the traditional colors of white or red upon his hide. But to hear such hatred from his father was unfathomable! It was at that moment that the young pup felt as if he was nothing, that he could never amount to anything.
"Then I'll do it on my own!" He yelled suddenly, ducking his head low and gritting his teeth. He couldn't stay here, Cael didn't belong here. With his heart racing and his mind churning with storming thoughts there was one thing he could do to escape from everything and everyone.
He had to run away.
Glancing quickly at his father, Cael lunged into powerful strides as he sprinted towards the forests edge, the unknown region where none of their pack had ever ventured towards. His paws swept with ease upon the dirt, toenails gripping and catching his every step as the urge to run away and to dissapear made his blood curl with adrenaline.
Left behind watching, his father stared with an ajar maw as he watched the small pup run away from their packlands. He was losing his son, his only son...
"CAEL!" He howled as he watched the pup dissapear into the depths of the woods. But it was no use, he had left.
With his small tongue lolling out of his mouth, Cael disregarded his fathers howl and pressed onwards deeper and deeper into the woods. Though he knew not of where he would venture to...Cael would find someplace to call his own and start a new life. Perhaps, maybe, one day he'd return and prove his worth.
But, for now, he needed to do one thing; to find himself and his potential.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:13 pm
 Pup
Chasing butterflys and examining everything that moves, Cael has a love of nature and a fascination with the world around him. He's a solitary pup and many times tends to stray and stay secluded within a calm enviorment but, naturally, he always tends to wander off towards a new place and explore. The young pup rarely speaks or approaches any strangers yet ,rather than speech, a warm smile inhabits his maw and that enough conveys any necessary words. His personality is shy and cautious but once he gets to know someone it's easier for him to talk freely and express himself more openly. All in all, Cael is just a real sweetheart. Teen
As he grew, so did his heart. Coming into his teen years, Cael has grown into a fine wolf whose shy nature has dissapated while a new, unruly sense of curiosity has taken wing. Though he use to be shy, Cael loves to converse and continues to let a warm smile draw up upon his maw whenever he appraoches a friend or the unfamiliar. His vibrant, sea-green eyes are always searching for a new adventure while his mind stirs up ideas of what fun he can possibly find. Zestful and full of life, Cael still is a real sweetheart and a young wolf looking for the next chapter of life. Gamma
The once shy and cautious pup had grown into a more confident and warm hearted adult. Although he talks in a soft tone of voice and often lets his soothing sea green eyes speak for him at times and convey his thoughts, Cael never shys away from a friend and is more comfortable around the unfamiliar as well. As a gamma he esteems full trust and honor in his Alphas and his fellow pack members. As for his heart, he still feels and adores Rage yet it is uncertain if she feels the same way. But one thing is certain, if ever she was in trouble or needed anything that Cael would be there in a split second to do all he could. Still holding Cellen in reguards of a brother and his best friend, the young adult is still trying to get his bearings and is ready to face head on whatever comes his way.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:13 pm
Friends
Rage- After stumbling upon her, Cael had found that he, in a way, idolized her for her markings and her bravery. But as he began to learn of her and befriend her, the young pup had fallen head over paws for her! There was something about her that lured him in and made him want to be near her...Even to this day Cael stays relatively close to her and always is seen at her side.
Cellen- After meetint the strange wolf who had stumbled into Phibs' packlands, Cael's friendly nature and sense of adventure seemed to mesh with that of the strange, curly-tailed wolfs. Since their meeting, both Cellen and Cael are 'brothers' and keep a constant eye on one another.
Malik- Though still uncertain and, to say the least, a bit hesitant of the black wolf, Cael tends to keep his distance and strays away from him. His vauge notions of defensive nature keeps him constantly aware and on the lookout for him.
Phib- To Cael, Phib is honorable and a true leader. The older, black wolf is someone who Cael esteems trust in and isn't afraid to come up to and ask a question to. Though, sometimes, he can be a bit intimidated by him, Cael tries to keep a smile on his face and not seem afraid.
Nix- It was rather sudden to find out that Nix had been fresh to the woods and, already, both she and Cellen had found a kindling passion within one another. Thought Cael had seen this too often, there was something different about Nix that made him feel comfortable and as if she was the only one who could end Cellen's urge to be so hot to trot. Cael likes being around her and especially when Rage is with her.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:15 pm
Enemies
Arguin- The very wolf whom attempted to kidnap and even kill Rage resides as the one wolf who Cael despises and unfathomabley hates. That strange, twisted, blue wolf is one whom Cael vows to seek revenge upon and, even in the worst of circumstances, kill for what he did to Rage.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:17 pm
The PackIt began with the rain and a lost pup.
Either by chance or destiny, Cael wandered across Rage, a lost pup from the Outriders pack, who seemed to drift too far away from the boarders of the territory. Knowing his location and simply tracking the scent of the salty seas, the young pup weaved through the forest and stumbled upon the treasured safe haven which was enclosed by the ocean. It was after meeting Phib and helping Rage find her way home that he ran into Cellen, the british slang speaking wolf who sparked curiosity and interest. Immitating and following the older male around later transformed to a deep friendship and a brotherly bond.
Cael had found a "brother".
He had found someone to be his own family.
With Phib's permission and acceptance, Cael found himself entwined within the Outriders pack alongside Rage and Cellen.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:18 pm
Where's Cael: Location and Situation
Currently:....
Last Seen: Alongside Rage By The Shore Breakers
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:19 pm
Behind The Curiosity: Facts and Quirks
-Cael loves to chase after butterflies
-Cael's first love is Rage
-Cael was the only child but considers Cellen his "Older Brother"
-Cael typically stumbles and studders when he speaks to an unfamiliar wolf or creature
-Cael loves the ocean
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