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 Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 2:16 pm
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The journal of Phib, his mate Amé, and the interloper Ryukkii.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Disclaimer Phib, Amé, and Ryukkii are all characters frequently used elsewhere, either through other rps, original writing, or otherwise. Since I have put a lot of work into them, please respect ownership and do not reproduce images, writing, or likewise anywhere else on gaia/ the web. <33
Credit for Shaoilin Amé-design goes to Tajha <3
Coloring design for Phib goes to Jade <3
Coloring design for Ryukkii goes to Tahja <3
And smexy lineart goes to Reivan <3
Please respect thier rights and do not use thier designs and art! D:
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 2:24 pm
This journals theme music- Dulca Dama;
Listen <3
Soft, lovely lady
for god's sake do not think
that I am devoted to any woman
but you alone.
Your sweet spell
rules my heart so harshly,
tormenting and binding it
in unbearable love.
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1 ............. Phib
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2 ............. Amé
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3 ............. Ryukkii
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Other wolves: "Us and Them"
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 2:27 pm
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----------------------------------------------------------------------------Quote: "He didnt dream often, but now, and on occasion he would have consistancy among them. And he believed, above all things, that consistency was one of the truly terrifying things of this world."
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 2:37 pm
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From the time Phib was very young, he was singled out by his father to be his successor. It wasn't because that at such a young age, Phib showed any sort of distinguishing qualities other then groaning and fumbling around for milk. In fact, most would be disappointed to know, he was chosen simply because his father had been selectively breeding a child to look like himself. And the small lump of black fur and soon to be green eyes selected him to become his father's doppelganger.
It's hard to say exactly what came over Hrothmund in his late rungs of life. He was a powerful and strong wolf who'd amassed a large pack in his lifetime in the north. But as he reached his final years, for he'd lived longer then most, he began to degenerate into something of a superstitious. He feared death, but more then death, he feared losing his hard-earned position. The fall from glory would be most crushing, and he doubted his old heart could manage it- if he had much of a heart at that point, for Hrothmund was a wolf known for incredible cruelty.
So he'd sought out Aziz, a rickety lone who'd lived on the outskirts of his massive pack for a generation. Black of course, with his same green eyes; and more importantly, a tendency to use herself as a whore. It wasn't hard seducing her- he'd had plenty of practice. After his first and only true mate, died when he was young, women had been as fickle to him as butterflies. So it did not trouble him much at all to seduce Aziz into his lands long enough for her to pop out some children that looked like him.
But Aziz wasn't an idiot either- for she caught on pretty quickly that it wasn't her he was interested in. Aziz decided she would leave, but unwilling to kill her puppies by abandoning them or trying to keep them all alive, she decided the only thing to be done was to eat them- with sadness, of course. Luckily, she wasn't sure which one he was particularly interested to eat out of spite, and before she could manage herself to Phib (who she saved for last because he had a propensity for crying), an elder half sister caught them, and quickly, Aziz was extricated. It wasn't too looked down upon to eat children in dire situations. But it was frowned upon for Aziz to even think she was in a dire situation.
And while all these could absorb into a very traumatized and confused youth, Phib took after his father to a tee. He couldn't remember much of his mother anyways, and did not suffer much from the lack of tasty siblings. But to say he was his father's child would be incorrect as well. Hrothmund decided that the only way to grow a good and intelligent wolf would be to teach it first how to be 'good' and 'intelligent'.
-Sometimes, less then 'good'. All of which became a flurry of teachers in his younger days, and since that point, Phib did not have much of a youth.
But all of these plans were quickly put to rest one night during a hunting trip, where a group of 'men' came upon their tribe. But they were a strong few creatures, these wolves, and did not suffer the fate of many packs and be burned to ashes. The men fell faster then the beast, but before doing so, took out quite a few creatures. Being lost in the feverish battle, Phib found himself with the neck of an arrow sticking out of his chest, and before long, collapsed someplace dark to die. For even children had propensity for such things.
And in which would become the first of his 'well-known' feats- he survived, although it'd taken a shaman from another pack to correctly dislodge the embreasted arrow. The wound never healed quite correctly, and to his older days did it occasionally burn or cause him heart trouble.
But it took much time for recovery, and in this time, Hrothmund gave up on raising children. He empowered another elder son to rule for him as he felt age giving way to him, and retired to the outskirts of the pack. Where of course, he continued to rule with an iron fist through his son, but disappointingly, his son was an idiot. It made for hard shadow ruling.
Phib did recover though, and as a teen, spent most of his time figuring out who he was, which had been terribly left in shambles with a predominantly 'adult' childhood. He found himself to be thoroughly annoying at times. But he did realize that he was developing into a strong creature, and not shy of arrogance, and decided if his father wouldn't make him alpha, he'd make himself king.
And although most wolves would not succeed in such a task, Phib was Hrothmund's son, and did have a bit of a legacy, both in name and in genetics. It wasn't hard for him to gain notice in his large pack, but he decided that before he adamantly went and took the power from his half brother, he'd go out and figure some things of question out.
The first thing he wanted to learn about were men. They confused him, and he felt obligated to return a visit to the clan who had struck him with the arrow. They'd lost a few warriors in the crazy night, and since then, had eructed a wolf totem honoring them in front of the tribe. Phib found himself staring up at it one night, the wolf on the top of the totem looking back down at him. He found that he could not understand man by looking at this piece of wood, so for the next three months, he lived about the tribe.
He learned quite a few things from the men. The first, being that they were not too different from wolves, albeit smelly and weird. But what intrigued him the most was a form of democratic arrangement the people had with their alpha, a man with a funny amount of feather's growing out of his head. Apparently in their world, men were chosen for greatness based on how many feathers grew from their skull. Phib decided that that wouldn't do for his ruling, but he did like the feathers.
Armed with this knowledge, and a general lack of fear for the man-creatures, Phib returned back home. It was about this time that a large bear named Red Mountain had come to live in Hrothmund's forest. He had been worrying the pack for the past month, and he'd already eaten three lones that had been straggling towards the rear. It was a confusing matter, as for the most part, wolves had nothing to do with the lumbering giants. But being foremost a ruthless pack, Hrothmund ordered the bear to be killed, not particularly caring how much life was lost in the process.
Phib arrived back home shortly after the decree to kamikaze wolves to kill the great bear. There had been no direct movements upon the beast as of yet, but it was apparent that all the implications were there. This matter confused Phib greatly, but unable to bend his father's will, decided to lead the group against the bear. He didn't like the idea of it, but the urge for greatness was still there.
Well, they fell the bear. That much was certain, but it would never be looked back upon by the wolves that survived as a particularly great time. Phib did lead his group to victory, but it was a pretty sour victory for them, who by the time had killed Red Mountain numbered less then twenty percent of the original group. Mostly young wolves about Phib's age, the pack didn't suffer any physical loss from their leaving, and were celebrated upon the return. But it was vaguely bitter-sweet at best.
With all this battling and finding, Phib grew up, and decided it was time to beat his brother out of office. It want hard at all, as for previously stated, his brother was an idiot. But although Phib believed he was wise at the time, he was really, the greater of the two idiots. For before he could manage to take over the pack fully, Hrothmund began to avatar himself via Phib regardless.
For the next two years, Hrothmund clung to life, leading his pack through his son. It was what he wanted, after all, but he found his son to be a bit too much like himself- and too clever. If only he had been stronger, and less clever! He fought him relentlessly about trivial issues, even though Phib gave into his father more then he resisted. After all, the pack still had their alliance on Hrothmund. But soon came the time for him to die, but it wasn't without it's events- there was still Aziz.
Aziz, after eating her tasty children and running away, had become rather obsessed with what had become of her final child. She'd heard from another lone that her son, whom she'd named Christoph but had been renamed to Phib, ruled a pack in the northern regions, only a mile or two from where she had originally found it. She believed that she'd be able to convince Phib to leave with her. After all, she was his mum.
To Aziz's apparent surprise, Phib had no interest in being a good son. And although it had never troubled him before, the thought of Aziz eating his brother's and sister's thoroughly soured the relationship. Hrothmund near died on the sight of the black female he had once so slighted, but hung on for a few more hours until she was chased away.
The passing of Hrothmund was devastating on part of the pack. But it lead for Phib to have more direct control over his people. And although he could not carry such a tight fist about it as his cold father had, he managed well, and kept his lands for five years.
Until that is, a pair of grey wolves wandered by.
Shaoilin
After leaving his pack under charge of his aptly qualified beta female, Jenna- Phib and Amélie set off for nowhere. Although at the time, the terms of their relationship were rocky at best. Amélie did not know if Phib actually loved her- or, if he did, why he did. And Phib had a hard time struggling with the fact that he did in fact love Amélie, which posed two problems. The first, was that he was considerably older then her. He'd be getting old in a matter of years, while she still half more then half her life before her. Secondly, he loved her enough to realize that HE wouldn't approve of himself as a respective mate.
Unfortunately, Phib had already complicated things earlier (not long after taking her to see the resident Shaman to try to have her eyes healed) by physically mating with her. Letting most of the cat out of the bag, so to say. Regardless, she was basically an invalid and almost constantly battling strange bouts of illnesses. A bit guilty if perhaps he was getting her sick, Phib made a couple of attempts to settle down in northern areas, but quickly left after he was met with too much recognition. Word had spread fast that the old king had left his northerly lands- and it wasn't hard to make some enemies in a desolate landscape.
Unable to really settle anywhere, and Amélie still rather ill, Phib decided the only best place to go was south. Although unusually bitter towards others, they finally did make amends of their relationship, and settled unflinchingly as mates.
Arriving in Shaoilin towards late Fall, Phib did not look forward to the prospect of traveling during the harsh winter again, and the pair set down their roots for a while. Although initially angry and bitter, Phib began to relax somewhat after he began staking out a territory around the lake, where the pair lived and spent most of the winter at. A small fisherman's yurt, long abandoned, served as a convenient den for the colder months.
But winter started to break away, Phib felt the urge to leave again. By now, both had made a considerable amount of acquaintances in the woods- but it was not yet enough to keep Phib from wanting to go further south. Sadly, Amélie agreed to leave- when they came upon the ocean. After walking so far, Phib had physically run out of land to move in, and finally decided to settle in roots there. Not too long after, setting up a rather large and thriving pack.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 2:38 pm
Status
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Name: Phib
Pronounciation: 'fib'
Meaning: 'Pipe'
Age: Six
Birthdate: March 30th
Breed: Canadian Rocky
Color: Black-brindle.
Eyes: Pale green.
Position Alpha of the Outriders
Lineage:
- Hrothmund [Father; Alpha]*
- Aziz [Mother; Omega]*
- Azalea [Sister; Alpha]
- Kahj [Brother; Dethroned]
- + 32 other siblings, none of distinquishable noteriety.
Mate(s):
- 1-2 years- Khadda [Gamma] ----> Offspring; Thallen* (Male), Gareth (Male)
- 2-2 years- Rose [Alpha] ------> Offspring; Maya (Female)* Rosen (Male), Phenn (Male)*, Najid (Male)
- 3-4 years- Akketepp [Gamma]----> Offspring; Bran (Male)
- 5-6 years- Amé [Seer]
Health
- Currently: Healthy - Reoccuring Ailments
x. Arrow Wound [Scar over chest]
x. Crooked bone in left leg.
x. Minor facial scarring.
Territory Occupying: The south, along the coast.
Brief Description:
Dutiful and reserved, Phib is a cunning wolf with a serious temperment and an eye for order. He likes things a certain way- HIS way! He is full of a selfish pride in his own strength that he often looses touch with who he really is. Friends of him find that despite his diplomatic facade, he is a clever wolf with a biting sense of humor; and vehemntaly loyal.
* Designates a wolf that has died.
Family Tree
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 2:43 pm
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----------------------------------------------------------------------------Quote: "Sometimes it's enough for people to aspire to be just good people."
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 10:56 am
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Demitri knew of his dear mate's fault, but was too proud to have her 'officially' his own to ever revoke her. But he was constantly burdened with jealousy as she took favors consistently with unworthy males. He was furious that she wasn't satisfied with him, and he was considered a rather good looking wolf himself! Still, she bore him five daughters, all of whom were just as beautiful as the mother. But he wished for a son, and after her second litter, she didn't seem interested in it any longer.
What she did seem interested in, however, was a shady lone named Czenthros. With a name like that, it's easy to picture a big, hulking dark thing of a wolf, and although he was considerably 'hulking', he was anything but dark and handsome. In fact, he was a bit skittish, and he liked to hide rather then come out in the open. But Slyph was enamored, for Czenthros had something she'd never seen before in other wolves. Czenthros- well, he had intelligence.
To say Czenthros was bright would be an understatement. He bordered on near seer, and the fact that he wasn't magic bewildered Slyph. He knew so much about things no wolf should know, like arrow making and how to steal human fire. It was the fire that attracted her the most.
But there was something else in Czenthros that she found, and that was power. This was a male that was just bursting to go far in life- farther then that damn Demitri and his silly pack. She wanted to rule over the entire Northern border if she could (maybe even swallow that damn Hrothmund's territory in the process!). And with a smart wolf like Czenthros, it seemed entirely in reach.
But Czenthros didn't have many aspirations for power. At least, not in the beginning. But he did aspire for Slyph, which soon near consumed him. All he could think about was her, and before long, he found himself plotting to murder her mate.
Well- this certainly wouldn't do for Slyph, who wasn't ready to give up her power if Czenthros wasn't going to take charge. In fact, if he wasn't going to help her be great, then she didn't have much interest in his magic fire, and men at all. She went back to Demitri (at least he was in charge), but before this all came to pass, she had a final litter of puppies.
She birthed them in the lone territory, although everyone in the pack knew she was to have them. No one could really tell if they were Demitri's or not. In fact, there was some doubt in Slyph if they were even Cznethros's- and when she say thier blue eyes, she began to doubt either of the men were truly the biological parents. Had there been males, she might have kept them, but she quickly found them all to be decidable female, and all, near identical. They wouldn't help her much in her quest for 'exactly what she wanted', and decided that if Czenthros loved her so much- he'd take them. Whether they were his or not.
And he did, but it was thoroughly heartbreaking to be dropped by Slyph, and then saddled with four little cubs. To make matters worse- they all were identical! He couldn't tell one from the other, and started calling them by numbers- "First, Second, Third, Fourth."
He could tell two of them apart, the First, and the Fourth. The Fourth, because she was the smallest, and the First, because she was sick. He wasn't sure if it was the lack of milk that made the child ill, or perhaps, it was a curse...but from the day she was born, the First was plagued by disease and malnourishment. He tried the best he could, but soon found himself ignoring the three other children to recover the child. He was obsessed with the fact that they all looked identical to their mother- as if she had been reincarnated. And with the First sick, he truly believed she had come back to him.
For, Czenthros didn't mourn Slyph's estrangement from him- Slyph had died. There were rumors that when Slyph had returned home after birthing the pups, that Demitri had gotten in a fight with her. There were other rumors that said she'd killed herself, by jumping off of a cliff face. Some wolves even said that Hrothmund had come down from the valley and stole her away for one of his insane breeding experiments. But whatever had happened to the once beautiful She, Slyph, was no more.
Back in the pack, Demitri became obsessed with the fact that Slyph had died. He couldn't believe his beautiful mate was gone- and surely, she'd always loved him! Whatever he had thought before was a lie, and he decided that to be true. Only he knew the true nature of Slyph's death, but kept that quietly to himself.
But with time, it became known to him that the children Slyph had whelped, and which he had been so intolerably furious with, were still alive. And-! They all were identical to the mother, at that. It didn't seem possible, but as the days slipped on, Demitri felt overwhelmed with the desire to find these children, and take them for his own. Would one of them grow up beautiful like the mother? Perhaps he could mate her- and he would have her once again!
Considerably, Slyph was also a woman men assumed could arise from the dead.
And so, Demitri began his intolerable quest to return 'his' children to him. It didn't take too long, for Czenthros was still contending with the horrifically ill First, whom he had affectionately renamed 'Ryukkii'. Demitri came upon the small little family, and demanded at once, that all the children be rendered to him.
Czenthros fought this bitterly. He exclaimed that they were his, and that they were all sickly and likely to die anyways. Which Demitri thought, was all the more reason for them to come with him. He did find however, that Czenthros was right- all of them were ill. But the worst of all was the First, and he decided he'd have nothing to do with it. The other two kept close to the First, but the final pup, straggled behind as Czenthros attempted to move the lot into the den. Deciding that the Fourth would have to do, Demitri snatched her up, and extricated himself back to his homeland.
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Despite being devastated upon losing one of his children, Czenthros didn't think he could do much about it. So he took to raising First, Second, and Third until they entered their adolescent stage, planning someday, that the little clan would return to take the Fourth back.
Surprisingly, despite their uncanny markings and similar stature, none of the girls looked much like their mother. In fact, they were mostly tiny, frail creatures with wide blue eyes and a vacant stare. Ryukkii was the only one of the trio who had some snap to her- which quickly lead to Czenthros's down falling.
The problem with Ryukkii, the First, was that she was constantly ill, and constantly doted upon. No traumatic incident caused her to become the way she was, perhaps she truly was the remainder of her Mother's legacy. But from the time she could speak and onwards, she began to poison those around her.
Despite Czenthros's best efforts, he could not curb the malicious tendency in her. She was cruel, and totally degenerate. She loathed things that didn't make sense, and with such a blunt honesty that it made his skin crawl. But the more she was around him, the more he saw Slyph in her, and could not free himself from her clutches. Her hold on his love was so great, that when she decided to begin killing her sisters he could not do anything but help her. In the end- she had orchestrated their murders, and waited for him to follow through with it.
But as time passed, and the Second and Third dead, Ryukkii's mind found itself thinking almost relentlessly on the Fourth. She even dreamed about her, and found that she wanted nothing more to have her back. She hadn't made up her mind on whether or not she'd like her dead, but with the other two gone, she felt she'd at least give this one a chance.
Czenthros by this point, thanks to the influence of Ryukkii, had fallen greatly into his own insanity. Ryukkii had poisoned him enough to kill Second and Third, and by now, he was willing to do whatever she told him. And with his advanced mental state, he was a cunning and dangerous creature.
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Amélie didn't know much about her the shady instances of her birth growing up. The only she she did know, was that her mother had died and that "daddy" wasn't her father at all.
Certainly, quite a shambled arrangement, but to say it affected her much would be mostly incorrect. She would have enjoyed a mother, but she was an entirely different variety of wolf that is inheritably foreign to most others. She was wise, but stupid. Clever only to the point where it would become useful; brilliant only when no one was listening. There wasn't a bone of leadership in her body, and was entirely subservient to her 'father', the ruling alpha of another northern pack. It might be good to note, then, that at that time Phib was four, and had already been ruling his pack for two years.
As a child, she was awkward, and rather ugly, for pretty-wolf standards. The other pups in the pack quickly developed into fine lean and lithe specimens, but Amélie for the most part remained intolerably scrawny. She had big paws for stilt legs, and was prone to tripping over air. She was also a tiny creature, much smaller then any other wolves in her family. She liked to sing and play with butterflies, and was a fully enjoyable creature. But she did not have the same kind of life Phib did, and for the most part, her growing was uneventful.
So, whereupon eventful things did start to happen, she found herself most thoroughly confused.
Life as a Seer
The visions started at a very young age, although for years Amélie would deny they had ever happened. At first it started with small things- she dreamt about what other people thought of one another. In her dreams it would dilute mostly to voices, but later on these voices soon became actual events. Affairs, murders, deceit, and tragedy slowly seeped their way into becoming a child's bedtime story. Unwilling to believe that all the sin in the world condemned everyone, she began to focus solely on the good things people did. She realized, through her occasion sloppy blips of thought, that people all made mistakes. And that even though a person might be terribly cruel, there was still a small and unknowing child within them. Because of that child, and the way life forms people, she developed a staunch belief that wolves were inheritably good until something corrupted them.
Corruption quickly became the center of her thoughts. Her mother had been corrupted by society- and unknowingly, so had her sisters. Even though Ryukkii had murdered Second and Third, both of the dead siblings had been as wicked as the First, corrupted by their own intelligence and will to do better. Amélie quickly internalized any thoughts of self worth. She garbled her speech so that others would think she was a fool, and eventually lost track on what part of her was the game, and what part of her was the actual person inside.
And this ability- this seerism, she would not allow it to destroy her. Amélie saw that power could corrupt, and that if she got used to reading minds, she would become dependent upon it. There were stories that seers could even use their minds to control others! There was a deep, hot desire in her to use that sort of power for good. But she knew that by doing so, she'd be playing god. So for many years, she shoved her abilities away, and ignored them.
Amélie started to feel them resurfacing again not long after losing her eyesight. Blinded and deeply hurt, it became reflexive for her to reach out and try to touch things with her mind. Most often, this became Phib's mind. She did not like the fact that she was abusing his trust of her- but the more and more she prodded, and with her wild love for him unsated, she had a habit of touching his mind the most. Unwilling to let this still destroy her, she decided to leave her mind only with Phib, and would not stretch it out to others.
But not long after arriving into Shaoilin, Amélie found she could not keep her abilities under cover much longer. Empathy had entered the picture- and soon she found herself feeling what others felt, even the dying. It made her sick and tired, but did lead her to find individuals whom she devoted herself to help. Mind speaking did not come for some while- until an incident with China Blue lead her to openly reveal herself as a seer. Despite the fact that she has stated she is a seer, she denies the fact to most people who were not present at the occasion. She keeps herself regulated, and hopes that the power is never enough to make her loose sight of the goodness of other people. She is devoted to purity and honesty, and will do anything for others.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 11:04 am
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Name: Amélie
- Also named: Ryoku, Fourth [<--Actual birth name.]
Pronounciation: 'a-MAY-lee'
'ry-OH-kuu' (ry as in "rye bread")
Meaning: "Industrious, Admiring" French
Age: Three
Birthdate: Febuary 4th
Breed: Timber
Color: Silver, with one black paw and a white chest.
Eyes: Blue
Position Seer/Omega under Phib
Lineage:
- Czenthros [Father;lone]
- Slyph [Mother; Alpha]*
- Ryukkii/First [Sister; lone]
- Second [Sister; lone]*
- Third [Sister; lone]*
- Demitri [Adopted Father; Beta]*
Mate(s): Phib
Health
- Currently: Good - Reoccuring Ailments
x. Blinding wound to eyes.
Territory Occupying: The ocean~
Brief Description:
Amélie is a gentle, soft spoken wolf who believes in good above all else. She cannot hate anyone, and does not hold a grudge against anyone- even Ryukkii, who cost her her eyes. She loves Phib desperately and wants him to be happy, although their philisophical views on the nature of humanity oftenly conflict. She is shy, and is afraid to speak in public, deciding rather to let Phib do most of the talking. Because she is soft spoken and quiet, it is considered by outsiders that she is unintelligent. (And sometimes, she is. XD)
* Designates a wolf that has died.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 2:30 am
Back History.
When Phib first came to know Slyph, back when she was alive, he was initially struck by one, what a beautiful wolf she was, and two, that she was a completely intolerable creature. In fact, she was so intolerable, that when Hrothmund initially caught site of her and wanted to go gallivanting around with her, Phib moved the pack three miles south to stop the run ins with the she. Better to leave the temptation then to allow it to hang around. So when he had heard that she had been murdered/killed herself/sickened/died, he was not entirely too surprised to find she had left a legacy of illegitimate children.
The first acquaintance he had with these, was First and her shady 'father', Czenthros. The pair wandered in upon his pack one Winter, a month into his enforced lone ban. But the pair were such a peculiar sort that his son, Thallen who was then head of the out patrol, brought them back with him. Phib wasn't remarkably pleased, but of all his children he held Thallen to a high extent, and decided that he would see them.
He found the pair to be, at first, rather suspicious individuals. For the most part, the female (who stank of sickness), did most of the talking. He found that he did not approve of what she had to say, most of which was undeniably ladened with subliminal intent. As an alpha, he was well versed in games of semantics, but within a day he was finding some of his lower subordinates being lured by this she wolf into a suspicious plot against the pack at the Northern border.
Feeling no particular love for the Northern Border pack, Phib still did not wish to stir trouble. After all, a large supply of caribou migrated from that region, and he couldn't have the Northern pack consciously sabotaging their food stores. He did not feel this Ryukkii was bold enough, or cunning enough to ever orchestrate such a nut-job plan, but he quickly banished any idea that his pack would take part in any sort of covert operation to the Northern lands.
Unfortunately, Ryukkii only needed the one day to secure a strong holding in his pack. Even his beta, Zaiden, felt sympathetic to Ryukkii, who seemed to only want to return her sister to her. An omega in his pack, a wolf named Kirra, even stated that she had seen this wolf in the Northern lands pack- although she had heard that her name was Ryoku, not Fourth.
The sympathy towards Ryukkii was already to great to ignore, and regrettably, Phib decided to allow his beta to go with Czenthros and Ryukkii to help take back the stolen wolf. Along with them, they took Thallen's team of outriders, who functioned as 'border patrol'. Although Phib was quick to add that he would be fast to deal out punishments, should things go array.
And things went array.
Upon the small group's return, it became apparent that somewhere along the line, they hadn't gotten the actual story. This "Fourth" (who was remarkably easy to kidnap, Zaiden would later relay to Phib), had absolutely no idea about this whole kidnapping business. In fact- if anyone had kidnapped her, it was them!
She was in an utter state of panic, and no one could exactly blame her, having been dragged out of her home, through three miles of snow, and into some other land by someone who looked like her!
To say Phib was angry was an understatement. What angered him further was the fact that his Beta had continued to drag the omega back to the pack, even when it was obvious that she had no idea what they were doing. And to make matters worse, they received a fast envoy from Northern border, with the ultimatum that they would not tolerate this act of war.
Distraught over all this, Phib quickly disassociated himself from Ryukkii and Czenthros. The pair left the pack bitterly, attempting to drag the omega along with them, until he intervened, and dragged Amélie back to his pack. Amélie was decidable upset, having been dragged far too much over the course of the day.
With the large portion of his pack absolutely livid over what was going on, he decided it would be best to keep Amélie around him until it was sorted on how to return her. He was a wolf of considerable amount of pride, and even if he had been wrong in allowing Ryukkii to use his pack as a spring board, he refused to let it be known that he had made a mistake.
With the Northern borders still at a stand off with Phib, Amélie found herself stranded in this strange pack. But she found herself rather intrigued by the prideful alpha, who seemed to all but ignore the fact that he had done anything wrong at all. Although at first she assumed him to be arrogant and rather dangerous, it didn't take her long to realize that in reality, he privately had a marshmallow for a heart. And well- once Amélie figures these things out, she can't help but abuse them.
Although she was still a bit upset over being kidnapped, Amélie was the kind of soul that could not bare a grudge for the life of her. In fact, even when she'd been kidnapped by Zaiden and Ryukkii, she'd imagined it her fault, rather then Phib's who had ordered it done. She expressed this point of view to Phib, who found her absolutely mad. He scolded her for being dim-witted and childish. To make matter's worse, she always spoke in the most incoherent tongue he had ever heard. By the end of the month, he couldn't imagine who in their right mind would steal the silver omega, and even worse to want her back!
But as such matters go, he also found himself growing increasingly fond of her. Amélie was the most no confrontational person he'd ever met, and as a wolf, it was almost unheard of. She didn't take anything for granted, and thought the best of everyone, even when he believed it was lunacy. And she did the most idiotic, yet oddly charming things- she danced in clumsy circles and fell over, giggling to herself as if it was all the funniest thing she had ever heard.
But what really did him in- was when he got the first inkling that Amélie was not an idiot. He'd found her sitting by the small river that ran through his lands, although at that time of year it had been iced over. She was leaning over it and peering into the ice, when he strolled up and asked what she was doing. Instead of responding in her particularly bizarre manner, she lifted her head, and simply smiled responding that she was thinking about how the ice freezes. He sat down, and simply stated that it did. Amélie didn't seem to impressed by the answer, and shook her head. She went on to say that the only way to fix this whole matter was to let her leave on her own. He disagreed, mostly because he was too curious over her mannerisms, although he too had come to the same conclusion back when it had first started. He asked her why she wasn't speaking as she normally had, and faintly, she simply responded "Sometimes, it's better not to be smart."
He never really understood her mannerisms, but the sudden thought that she was not a buffoon was oddly really sexy to him. (Ah. Phib. XDD) Unfortunately, by that time she was back to her usual self, flopping down on one of the snow drifts to watch the stars. Ah well.
She must have decided finally that leaving was the best way to fix the whole matter, and unfortunately, when he returned to look for her the next day (as he had, been keeping her aways from the pack), found her gone. This was rather disappointing to him, as he realized he'd enjoyed her company, even when she was acting silly.
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Meanwhile, or rather, previously- Ryukkii had been thrown out of Phib's pack, along with Czenthros and a few other stragglers she had managed to seduce into her 'pack'. But First wasn't simply going to be quieted by being shoved away by some foolish alpha. If she couldn't get Fourth back through him, she decided to go to the source- Demetrious, of the Northern Pack.
It didn't take long for the bizarre collection of wolves to arrive at the Northern border. The patrols at that edge refused them entry, but much like she had done with Phib's own patrols, it didn't take much effort for Ryukkii to convince them that she simply had to see her "father". Apparently, most of the pack wolves were so set off by Amélie's odd behavior that they had trouble telling her scent apart from Ryukkii's, and decided they'd allow her in their lands.
Although Ryukkii might have been able to impersonate Amélie up through the rungs of the pack, she was unable to fool Demetrious, who knew at first that Fourth did not know anything about her relationship to Czenthros. But he was intrigued by Ryukkii, who coyly introduced herself as "First, called 'Ryukkii'". She was a small, somewhat sickly wolf, but Demetrious was quickly possessed by the notion of her resemblance to Slyph. So much more that agitatious, and possibly crazy Amélie. And before anyone knew it, Ryukkii had Demetrious under her control.
Back to Amélie, Amélie had finally decided to return home in hopes of calming the tension between North and South packs. Unfortunately, the problem hadn't been her at all- rather, Ryukkii had been pushing pressure on the Southern lands as punishment for having mistreated her so. Regardless, Ryukkii was more then pleased to find that Amélie had returned home.
Amélie met Ryukkii, for the first time in three months. But it didn't take her long to realize that she, and her hulking brute of a body guard Czenthros had completely corrupted North Pack. She attempted to appeal to Demetrious, dropping her normally childish act and attempting to speak some sense into him. Although he was surprised to see Amélie acting in such a manner, he was far too attracted to Ryukkii at that point to even care much about Fourth anymore. And realizing that Fourth was attempting to work against her, Ryukkii decided she'd have none of her anymore- and ordered Czenthros to finish her off, as they had Second and Third.
One of Sylph's legitimate children, Paula, was apt to tell Amélie about this. Even though the two had been on unstable ground since their childhood, Paula could see that her pack was dangerously close to doing something risky- something like trying to force The South Pack off it's lands. And even though North pack now outnumbered South, Phib had better militant training among his wolves. If they were to openly declare war, Hrothmund's son would surely finish them quickly.
Amélie made haste, vanished back into the night, and returned back to Phib's pack, who had not the faintest idea that any of this was even going on. But before she could find Phib, Amélie found herself accosted by Phib's youngest daughter, Maya.
Maya was a well liked wolf in the pack- and it was more then expected that she would eventually mate another young wolf in the pack (Particularly, a wolf like Ramah), and go off and start a new sub pack of the Southern lands. But at that time, she was young, and was not all too pleased to find Amélie returning to a pack that didn't even include her amongst them. Amélie had, after all, spent the majority of her time off lands near Phib's dwelling, not on official grounds. Maya therefore didn't think she needed to bother her father, or any of the pack, with a foolish omega. Unable to put up any sort of argument, Amélie regretfully allowed herself to be chased back to Demetrious packlands- just in time to meet up with Czenthros and Ryukkii.
Czenthros, mostly mad, Ryukkii- well, herself, were in a particularly nasty mood once they'd realized someone had gotten wind to First's decision to whack Amélie. They thanked Maya for returning Fourth back home to them, although at this point Maya was beginning to realize that there was perhaps some merit to what Amélie had been saying. She decided that the best course of action for both of them would be to escape- and fast!
The pair of females took off, much to the displeasure of Ryukkii, who absolutely hated running. In fact- she couldn't keep up enough breath to even run but ten feet. So angrily, she dispatched Czenthros to return Fourth back home. Preferably, not dead, as she was now deciding that Amélie might be a bit more interesting to her alive. Ryukkii did decide to take off in the opposite direction, rendezvousing with the nearest patrol, to explain to them the utmost necessity of both females being apprehended. The group of five took off, and now being perused by six wolves, Maya and Amélie quickly realized that they were not going to make it out of the woods.
Maya decided that the best thing for the pair to do would be to confuse and separate the large group. But she was not quite clever enough for formulate such a plan, and before she could get it into motion- they were quickly surrounded.
The five wolves and Czenthros held the females at bay for the time being, enough time atleast for a third wolf to be sent off to find Ryukkii and Demetrious, and decide what was to be done with the two of them.
Demitrious arrived first, even though he'd been farther away. It took Ryukkii some time to make it down the slope without hurting her fragile body, and when she had finally arrived, all parties were worn out, and starving. Demetrious however, was elated. Not so much on Fourth, no one needed her- but Maya! Maya, Phib's daughter? She was the perfect kind of hostage. But someone needed to go and tell Phib that Maya *was* their hostage. So they booted Amélie out of the ring, gave her the instructions, and turned her loose. With Maya, meanwhile, they dragged off back to the Northern lands.
This time not stopped at the boarded by any of Phib's estranged children, Amélie managed to make it to the pack, quickly informing them that Maya had been taken hostage. This had everyone at arms within moments, and a rather distraught Phib attempted to figure out what to do with this ordeal. But Ryukkii hadn't even specified WHAT Maya was a hostage for. It seemed like the only thing to do, would be to go and ask her.
Leaving Zaiden in charge, Phib left with fifteen other wolves, plus Amélie and the beta female, Jenna, and a lone seer who had been a familiar of Phib for some time, Athena. The group convened at the borders and made their presence known, and waited to see what would come of it.
Meanwhile, Ryukkii was faced with a most perplexing problem. She didn't really *care* about hostages, and the like. In fact, she was finding Maya to be truly a most agitating individual. She was brutally silent, and stoic, and for the most part, dignified in her capture. Demetrious didn't seem too bothered by it, but for Ryukkii who was anything but strong, it was almost overwhelming. She could not stand Maya, and just as she couldn't stand anything that had strength when she did not. But since wolves don't have hands to be tying people up with, she couldn't make much movements against Maya with a circle of guards around her.
So she decided instead to work on Demetrious. Why did they need to be making deals with Phib anyways? Better to kill her as an example then to be acting like they actually need to threaten to get things done. Wasn't it cowardly, to pull the other pack around like that? And once they got Maya back- then what? Phib was known to be very vengeful. Whatever he gave in return for her, he'd surely come back for.
 Demetrious had to agree. Even if he forced Phib off his lands, he had friends elsewhere which would happily shelter him- and add to his numbers to regain control of the Southern lands. Phib was well liked in that respect, and through various matings, had quite a few genetic ties to quite a few close packs. His own sister ran one to the east, and she was a dangerous kind. No, he couldn't go forcing Phib east. If they attacked him outright, Ryukkii reminded him, Phib would be too prideful to ask for help from his relations. Demetrious rather liked this idea, disregaring Paula's reminding him of Phib's pack's militant history. Most of the wolves where all considerably older then there own, and a good lot of them still remembered Hrothmund's rule.
But before anything could be done, Demetrious decided that Maya was to be killed. Ryukkii did put up a rather convincing argument.
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Word that Maya had been executed didn't take long to spread, even without the two packs conversing with one another. Phib and his company waited a bit on the border, trying to figure out what was to be done about the whole hostage situation, when Athena, suddenly grew grave and stated that they needed to go further west. And doing forth, they found what remained of Maya, and the formal declaration of war amongst the two packs.
Back at the homelands, Phib wandered off to be distraught over his only daughter's death, while the rest of the pack when fanatic with anger. Maya had been considerably popular amongst even the older wolves, and it was not taken well at all that she had been so coldly murdered. To think-wolves fighting in wars! It was so...human, that it was painful.
Amélie felt heartbroken to think that she had accidentally caused this whole mess. Although she typically did blame herself for all the world's idiotic problems, this was undeniably, her fault. Even if she hadn't meant it, had she been more clever, she could have avoided Maya all together. Or if she had just stayed in the South- even just a day... Feeling guilty, she decided to go look for Phib and apologize.
Phib, needless to say, was not in a very pleased state of mind. Demetrious had been right in believing Phib to be vengeful, for at the moment, all he could think about was killing. He didn't particularly care about Amélie's blubbering apology and chased her away so he could go back to plotting.
Amélie felt even worse now that he wasn't even caring to speak with her. She'd developed a bit of a crush on the alpha during her time with them, and it only did to make things worse. Deciding that perhaps Ryukkii would change her mind off this crazy course and go away with her and Czenthros if she agreed to go, Amélie decided to head back once more, to the Northern lands.
About an hour after setting off, Phib realized that Amélie had come by to see him, and he'd chased her off before hearing what it was she wanted to say. He'd calmed most of the rabid rage now, although now it was seething somewhere much more dangerous. He flecked off back to the pack to see where she had gone off to and to abate the blatantly homicidal pack for the time being. No one had seen where Amélie had went off to. Who was Amélie anyways?
Back at the Northern lands, Amélie found herself once more accosted by Czenthros, who this time, spirited her away off to the side lands, where Ryukkii was trying to get some peace and quiet from all the pack hustle. She was none the less, not too pleased to see her sister.
"So Fourth has returned to me." She uttered, as she tried to formulate what to do. Amélie attempted to implore Ryukkii that they all go, and for the first time, Czenthros had to agree. It would only be a matter of time before real fighting started, and Ryukkii was in no state to be out running any adversaries. But even the mentioning that Ryukkii was weak infuriated her. She refused to budge, and instead, reminded Czenthros that she had everything already under her control. So angry that Amélie even suggest they all leave, she struck forward, and demanded why Amélie even considered herself stronger then her, when she was nothing but a foolish omega? And oh- what she could have done with that health, had she been Amélie!
Hearing the commotion, Demetrious showed up, demanding to know what was going down, and a bit confused as to Amélie's current vicinity. Furious that all these people were interrupting her grand speech, Ryukkii promptly requested that Demetrious tear Amélie's eyes out.
Demetrious found that a blatantly random request, and questioned her about it. And of course, in this amount of time, Amélie decided that her crazy sister probably wasn't kidding, and took off in the other direction. Ryukkii sputtered and repeated her request, and grumbling, off went Demetrious to do her bidding.
Amélie ran rather fast, when it came to the matter of her eyes, but unfortunately, Demetrious was considerably faster. He did feel somewhat bad for her, after all, he had raised her. But he'd heard all sorts of rumors that she was with that Phib now anyways, so there really wasn't much good to her. He leapt upon her and knocked her down, but she squirmed too much for him to actually rip out her eyes. Instead, he simply punctured both of them, and released her. She screamed miserably and ran off in one direction, smacking into a tree, and continuing the crazy run in peculiar, and often painful directions. Finally, she collapsed in a heap, and attempted to nurse her ruined eyes.
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With Amélie missing, Maya dead, and everything else mostly shitted, it was decided by the majority of the pack that someone had to die for all of this. And blame fell sharply upon Demetrious, for at the time, no one was aware that Ryukkii was shadow-puppeting the pack from behind. Even Phib, was unawares.
The most seriously angered pack, save for a few older wolves and omegas, kept themselves behind while the rest mounted the ambush upon Northern Pack. Demetrious quickly found out exactly why he hadn't frontally attacked South Pack before- their members were better trained in tactics. It only took an hour for the South pack to utterly break and scatter their numbers, leaving a wide opening for the alphas to meet.
Demetrious was no fool. Although he was a large wolf, he knew very well he couldn't kill Phib. He took off after Ryukkii, who had fled to the opposing ridge the day before once she had found out that Amélie was still alive. ((She'd said tear out the eyes, damn it, not stab them!))
But Ryukkii was a difficult creature to find, and despite Demetrious's shouting, she had no interest in confronting Phib at the moment. Czenthros kept her hidden, and before Demetrious could find Ryukkii, the black wolf showed up.
Demetrious faced Phib, and did not waste much time sharing words between them. Phib didn't particularly care about talking- and within a matter of instances they were upon one another.
Killing Demetrious proved to be harder then Phib had thought, as the wolf oversized him. Even though Phib was a large wolf, Demetrious had always been considered a giant among wolves, where as Phib was simply 'rather tall.' Phib ducked to the side, and lunged forward, attempting to snap at the other male's neck, when the other brute would stand up on his hind legs and attempt to deflect the attack by clawing at the black alpha's face.
This matter continued for the greater part of the hour, until it was becoming apparent that Phib was indeed winning. He hadn't been able to grapple the other wolf directly, but he'd thrown some bad bites upon the flailing limbs, and now Demetrious was having problems standing upright.
About to conclude this whole ordeal, Phib became suddenly aware of a small grey creature sluggishly trotting towards them, drooling a horrible amount of blood from her eyes. She wobbled a bit, but finally skittered towards them, her tail pressed between her legs, and stumbling to find which of the two combatants she was looking for.
With Phib distracted for the moment, Demetrious took this time to take his lead, bolting off lands, to seek shelter even farther North, in his father's lands. Phib was vengeful, but he hoped that he wasn't war-crazed either.
Phib was most displeased that Amélie had interrupted his revenge, but found himself very concerned over the state of her eyes, which at the time, were only bloody pulps. He sighed, for the most part revenge forgotten, and led her carefully back home.
By that time, the majority of the pack was home celebrating. News that they had chased Demetrious off his lands almost abated the necessity to kill, although it had been partially quenched by killing the Northern pack's beta male, and a few out-patrols. Zaiden was particularly proud of himself, having been the one to challenge Leserrehah, the beta male, to fight.
Phib and Amélie reconvened someplace off wards the happy gallivanting, and he took to attempting to wipe the blood away from Amélie's eyes. He was struck by how peculiar it was to be spending so much time attempting to aid an omega, when he had plenty of people to do it for him. Amélie was a sweet, albeit strange, girl- it didn't seem right for her to have lost her eyes over nothing. She hadn't been saying much, but in his own assumption, he figured Demetrious had just happened upon her and felt like more murdering.
The following weeks went without much problems. The pack was finally settling down to the loss of Maya, and scantly, things were getting back to normal. Amélie's eyes took quite some while to heal, and she spent the greater portion for the first and second week being plagued by infections and horrible headaches. But when she wasn't sleeping, she was almost totally attached to Phib, squinting about nervously as they walked as though she could see.
Phib at this point wasn't particularly minding the pressed company of Amélie. In fact, he was finding himself most considerably in love with her, although he did not make it known to her or anyone else. If Amélie could not be an alpha, then there wasn't much chance of a relationship between them.
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But elsewhere, Ryukkii was thinking differently. She'd heard before all the fighting that Phib was spending time with her estranged sister, but now she was furious that even with her eyes one Amélie was still the strongest of the pair.
Using Czenthros as her dominant figure, she ordered the remainder of the Northern wolves to convene under her command, or be killed. She certainly did have a large amount of support now, as she was always very good at convincing others to see things they way she saw them. And she had good levy now- "Join us, and avenge your pride!"
But Ryukkii was no fool, unlike Demetrious. She'd considered having him fight Phib would bring in his downfall. Actually, she'd rather hoped that the two would fight, and Phib would win. One less official she'd have to deal with. But she herself could not raise the pack against Phib's, so to do this, they would have to be even cleverer then wolves.
They'd need Czenthros and his magic fire.
Czenthros was employed to go find the fire he always boasted about making, and the grey male lumbered off to find 'men', and steal it from them. For although he did know that fire could leap from object to object, he was still attempting to figure out how to do it for himself.
Only a small boy from the village would see the large wolf come and take the long torch, press it to the warming flames and run off like a star in the distance. In the little child's head, he was already formulating a story to explain this- the wolf that lit the stars.
But Czenthros couldn't carry the fire everywhere. It was already too much to handle on it's own, so instead of asking where Ryukkii wanted the fire, he took it directly to South pack, and dropped the torch in a particularly pine needled place. It didn't take more then a few moments for the fire to spread from the thatch to a pair of trees, slowly sliding up and destroying the bark. He nodded in approval and dashed back.
Ryukkii was furious to find that Czenthros was acting without her express wishes. She'd actually had a better plan, but since Czenthros was 'winging it', they'd have to make do with what he'd started. South pack had to be aware that the northern portion of their woods had caught fire, but it didn't seem likely that they would flee. Wind was blowing in the opposite direction, so instead of blowing towards the pack, the fire was spreading away form it.
It would be no matter- Ryukkii commanded a frontal attack amongst the flames, which certainly would create enough confusion to scatter the South pack's ranks. The wolves, and Ryukkii, went on the march down from the North, quickly entering the inferno and upon the South pack.
Thallen, one of the out patrols, caught sight of the first wave as he was inspecting the fire. He dashed back to alert the pack to what he'd seen, imploring that they did not go out and fight them directly, for they planned to use the fire as a diversion.
The fact that they had started the fire was of great concern to the gammas. Was a shaman among their ranks, one who could make fire like that? It made the group nervous and fidgety. Finally a particularly nasty male named Jayne decided he'd go and fight them himself if no one would, and despite Thallen's objections to wait for Phib to come back, the pack went to drive off North pack from their boundaries.
The smell of fire had alerted Phib about an hour before that there was trouble afoot, and fleetingly, he returned back and left Amélie where she was with instructions to stay put. Upon his return, he found Thallen, his eldest, waiting for him with news that almost all of the pack had moved North to fight the Northern pack amongst the fire.
"What kind of lunacy is this?" Phib demanded, and went off to inferno, which at that point, had spread a considerable distance. The fire quickly was upon all of the wolves, most of whom simply ran around in crazy circles, fighting anyone who came upon them for fear that it was the other side come for them. Against the roar of the flames, he attempted to lure his pack back out of the fire, when he was suddenly ambushed by Czenthros.
Ryukkii meanwhile, had come with the pack through all the fire. It made trouble for her breathing, but she was now far too interested in seeing if she could kill Amélie herself- for she had never exactly killed a creature on her own doing. Amélie was however, regrettably someplace else. She left Czenthros with instructions to dispatch of anyone who looked like trouble, and went to the east, to where she scented the other female on the wind.
Amélie however, was busy making her way west- towards the fire. She felt overcome with fear that bad things were happening, and felt she had to find Phib before everything got too muddled. Instead of finding him, she ran into Ryukkii, just on the outskirts of the fire.
Phib was shocked at how strong Czenthros was. He wasn't even quite as big as the black wolf, but Czenthros was fighting with a kind of crazed intent that Phib had never been up against before. Czenthros snapped erratically as though he didn't care about the painful clinch of his jaws bones, and bucked with the ends of his nubbed claws at Phib's head. The pair circled, and Phib managed to remove one of the grey beast's eyes before they found themselves in a terrible tussle. Although Phib had found one of Czenthros's eyes, Czenthros found Phib's lower left leg, and with a snap, he'd effectively broken it.
Ryukkii demanded Amélie, elsewhere, why she was coming towards the fire. Amélie explained that she had to talk to Phib, which Ryukkii found most vexing. She growled and threw a fit about Amélie and all of her idiot behaviors, and how sick she always was. She reminded Amélie that she'd killed their other two sisters, and that she'd have no problem doing her as well. Amélie objected, claiming she only wanted to find Phib.
A drop of fiery branch broke the two apart, and Phib limped off to the left to see what could be done about this situation as Czenthros recuperated. It didn't leave him with much time, as Czenthros hopped over the branch, and flung himself directly towards them. Phib flinched and pushed forward, becoming locked again in a struggling ball of wolf fur. But this time, Czenthros was so distracted by trying to break another of Phib's legs, that the black wolf managed to slide down, and get a grip on Czenthros's neck. Shocked that he had let Phib have the opening, he pulled himself back, and fell to the ground. Phib snapped once to attempt to keep his hold, and then finally, managed to remove Czenthros of his throat.
The other wolf sputtered blood and shoved Phib off, limping a twitching four feet before falling flat on the fiery leaves. The smoke was becoming almost obnoxious now, and already winded from fighting, Phib limped east to escape the fire.
Ryukkii had, at this time, decided she'd had enough of Amélie and her stupidity. She lept upon her and attempted to knock the female down, but found out quickly that she was far too weak to even do more then scratch her. Amélie however, simply fell to her back and let Ryukkii attack, yelping miserably. The fact that Amélie was too submissive to even fight back infuriated Ryukkii.
And although she wasn't able to really hurt Amélie, when Phib came upon the scene, it certainly looked like she was. He limped over and gave a fierce shove to the other female, who's weakness caused her to loose breath, and collapse upon a fiery bush.
At once Ryukkii was up, screaming and shrieking until she couldn't make the sounds anymore, as the fire quickly consumed the left side of her. Phib felt rather pleased and was all ready to call this a most ******** horrible night, (and goodbye!), but Amélie was instantly to her feet, screaming and attempting to put Ryukkii out.
Amélie's mannerisms were absolutely lost on Phib, who decided he'd just as rather watch Ryukkii burn. But Ryukkii continued to scream to help her, because she couldn't find her, and grudgingly, Phib forced the still writing Ryukkii down to the ground and started to stomp on her with his foot feet.
The fire burned the pads of his feet, although he tried hard to only half a** the extinguishing of Ryukkii. He'd much rather see that this female who'd caused all of the problems be thoroughly dispatched with. After all- she was a weak female, how could she possibly survive all of this anyways?
But they did manage to put Ryukkii out, who by now was a bloody burned mess, and stank rather miserably. Once again, Phib was ready to clean his hands of all of this, when Amélie demanded (in her not-stupid-anymore) voice that they take her back with him. Most displeased, but not wanting to terribly offend Amélie, he picked Ryukkii up by the remainder of fur on her neck, and started to drag her off back home.
The state of the pack was, to be at best, most destructive. Although a large percentage of them had not met fatal ends, a good lot had been so distraught by the fire that they had fled the lands completely. The list of the dead was almost as long, and despairingly, Phib found a few more of his children to be on the list.
North pack had returned back home, but this time, they were all but destroyed. There was some sympathy towards that, but there was very little sympathy towards Ryukkii, who the pack had learned orchestrated the whole ordeal.
Ryukkii hadn't done much waking since the fire, still struggling to breathe. Phib attempted to abate the pack's retributional intentions, saying that they'd extricate her once she was able to stand again. Enough people had died over this.
But it wasn't enough for Jayne, and some of the more angrier members of the pack. Amélie was one of them too, wasn't she? It was quickly demanded that she be extricated to, and completely clear these lands of any remnants of Czenthros, Slyph, Ryukkii- and Amélie. And even though Phib was alpha, it was quickly apparent that he couldn't do much to keep the pack from shoving Amélie off lands.
In fact- she'd already gone.
Phib felt most heartbroken by this whole matter. He was furious at them for not listening to his orders. And to send Amélie out alone, meant almost assuredly that she'd die. With her a few hours ahead of him, he decided then, that if the pack wouldn't have her- they wouldn't have him either.
This deeply upset Zaiden, who had been a friend of Phib's for quite some time. Phib was already stern on his choice now. It would be empty here, without his children. The ones that remained were not enough to keep him. He left Zaiden in charge, and quickly took off after Amélie.
Amélie was surprised to find Phib following behind her. She attempted to skitter away from him, when finally, he said that he had no intentions of going back- with or without her. If it was just the two of them then, he could be free to have her as his mate, and be free of all these political entanglements.
But where would they go? Amélie questioned, but by now, was so excited that someone was willing to stay with her.
"Someplace new." He responded, and together, they set out.
A year later- winding up in Telk.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 6:34 am
Friends, Family, and Enemies. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Friends: Quote: @@@Ran
Ran is a sweet, innocent young wolf who has been blessed with shaman abilities. She is a very good friend of Amélie's, and Phib respectively acknowledges her as well.
Feelings: smile
@@@ Kiba
A young, distraught male Phib ran into one winter's day. He at first did not have any particular feelings towards him, but now is slightly indebted of him for having taken Amélie home during a blizzard.
Feelings: smile
@@@ Malik
Met as a young pup, Phib found him lingering off the sidelines of his pack. Although still growing, both of them view him rather fondly.
Feelings: smile
@@@Rage
A sickly young pup, found by Amélie after escaping her old packlands. Although she is still not completely healthy yet, she appears to be thriving under a new enviorment.
Feelings: smile
@@@Anya: A beautiful, but sad wolf met up by the pair. She smells of a foriegn kind, and searches for her brother and deceased family. There is a great amount of tradgedy in her which makes both Phib and Amélie feel very sympathetic towards, and generally, both enjoy her company.
Feelings: 3nodding
@@@Mozelle: After what could have been a rather embarassing incident of being mistaken for her past lover, Phib struck up a rather pleasent conversation with the polite Mozelle, whom he finds to be a rather lovely lady. She also met up with Amélie.
Feelings: 3nodding
@@@Rio: A strange and foriegn shaman who came upon their lands one day when Amélie was wandering about. Amélie finds his ways to be very interesting, although she's slightly concerned about his wounded paw.
Feelings: 3nodding
@@@Kiah: A beautiful and proud female, Phib met her one day while searching for an old Yurt. He found her to be very much in a state of anger over her fall from power, and felt highly sympathetic to another wolf's similar fall. He has run into her on a few occasions.
Feelings: 3nodding
@@@Audi
A young female bound to Phantom. She is curt and self reliant, but Phib rather likes her for it. He made an agreement to watch over her, and takes it fairly seriously despite her threats to cause trouble.
Feelings: smile
@@@Kaho
A strange, somewhat awkward and flirtatious Seer, Kaho seems to be knowledgable enough in the manners of being a seer to be respected. In the area of pick up lines, perhaps not as much.
Feelings: smile
@@@Taima: A sweet, young omega who's puppyish behaviour delights Amélie. She helped get her too some water, so she feels quite amiable towards the she.
Feelings: blaugh
@@@Tzufit
Phib met this pup very very briefly. It's hard to say much about pups, but both Phib and Amélie love children and it's unlikely that there were any ill feelings- he currently joined up with the pack, although not much is known about him.
Feelings: xp
@@@Yero
A dark black wolf from these lands, P/R ran into him whilst having a domestic despute. Phib is inheritally suspicious of anyone, but Amélie found him to be well spoken.
Feelings: cool
@@@Blue
Blue showed up, a mental wreck over something she would not mention. She has been searching for Lera most of her life, and finally came to the conclusion that she would first straighten out her life before finding her. Amélie hopes she finds what she's looking for.
Feelings: question
@@@Kamali: A lone wolf Phib briefly met up with on a few occasions, oftenly seen with his friend Stray. He found the two to be an amiable sort.
Feelings: question
@@@Flit: A shy wolf who Phib has met on two occasions now. Although he first started off his meeting with Phib by attacking him, he's relaxed somewhat and has been a deccently likeable fellow.
Feelings: cool
@@@Damu: Somewhat distraught when Phib met him, he otherwise found the male to be a rather good sort, as soon as he settles his own fractured past.
Feelings: cool
@@@Jaxom: Met by Amélie want snowy afternoon, and they had a brief conversation about rather amiable things. She does not know that he is the wolf Damu is looking for, but found him to be a pleasent and gentlemanly sort.
Feelings: cool
@@@Reicher: Quite a character, Phib found himself unable to be rather enjoyed of his presense, even though it may cause Reicher some displeasure.
Feelings: confused
@@@Sashta: The prior alpha female of Reicher's pack, Sashta seems to have gotten herself into a bit of trouble with Phantom. Phib respects her as a good friend, although he is not always sure if she knows where she is headed in life.
Feelings: sad Pack Betas:
@@Mozelle [F]-------------------Head Spy
@@Anya [F]---------------------Tactical Advisor
@@Kite [M]----------------------Head Scout
@@Cellen [M]--------------------Head Gaurd
Seer/Shamans:
@@Rio [M]----------------------Channeler; High Council
@@Amélie [F]-------------------Prophet; Consort to King*
@@Solaris [M]-------------------Prophet; Genteel*
Gammas:
@@Stormy [M]------------------Council
@@Naib [F]---------------------Matron; Consort to Rio
@@Castille [M]------------------Gaurd
@@Wrigley [M]------------------Gaurd
@@Gareth [M]-------------------Lower Spy
@@Cassidy [F]------------------Lower Sentry
@@Eisig'Flamen[F]--------------Lady
@@Flit [M]-----------------------Lord
Correspondants:
@@Suzaku [F]---------------------Spy*
Adolescents:
@@Tzufit [M]--------------------Squire
@@Equuleus [M]----------------Squire
Pups:
@@Malik [M]--------------------Child
@@Mavis [M]-------------------Child
@@Beere-Augen [M]------------Child
@@Rage [F]--------------------Child
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@@@Sosay
A would be revolutionary, who seems eerily similar to Ryukkii in terms of thinking. Very smart and full of plots, it's hard to tell what side he'll emerge on. But if he opposes Phantom, it's unlikely any other peculiarities would be shoved aside for that bond.
Feelings: confused
@@@Retsu: A wounded wolf, Amélie encountered one night...
Feelings: confused
@@@ Nausicaa
Amélie found Nausicaa one day while she was skimpering around and no doubt driving Phib crazy. She tried to get the little female to come back with her, but Nausicaa was so afraid of her blind eyes that she ran away, procliaming her a ghost. :/
Amélie found it very peculiar, that the pup smelt somewhat like Ryukkii...
Feelings: xp
@@@Winter
One of the first wolves Phib and Amélie encountered. Although Phib would go on to meet her a few more times, Amélie has only "seen" this wolf once. Although he finds her rather outspoken and disrespectful, Phib doesnt see her as an enemy or even particularly dislikes. She reminds him vageuly of Amélie. Without the yelling at him part.
Feelings: confused
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@@@Phantom: Phib can't really stand Phantom, but loves the fact that he drives the other male crazy. A dangerous enemy none the less, and he poses a threat to his pack and his relations.
Feelings: mad
@@@Kirra
An omega which briefly joined his pack before the travel down South, this wolf was easily swayed by Ryukkii's interests into collaberating a murder attempt on Amélie and Jenna. Although Phib doesnt believe Kirra would have done it without Ryukkii's corrupting, he will not have her in his sight again.
Feelings: stare
@@@Ryukkii
Amélie's eldest sister, for which Phib and Amélie have very conflicting feelings for. Amélie can not find hate in herself towards Ryukkii. She feels sympathetic to her estranged life, and she admires her intelligence. She'd only wish that she was not so cruel, and even now, she would have a hard time finding true forgiveness towards her...
Phib however, both hates and fears the female. He does not fear her in a outright manner- for it's much more subliminal. There is something about her that he finds himself connected to, as if she has some sort of power over his mortality. He loathes her for the destruction of so many wolves and being the direct cause of his exodus. He feels no love towards her, although she feels somewhat conflicted on her feelings regarding him. Despite his hate for her- he has saved her under the wishes of Amélie, which he regrets substantially.
Feelings: scream / gonk
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 8:04 am
The Cancer---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Quote: "There is nothing more foolish then a wasted life. You go around and say that it's alright just to be alive- sometimes, you need a lot more to be alive." Come waste your millions here, secretly she sneers
Another corporate show, a guilty conscience grows
I'll feel a guilty conscience grow
I'll feel a guilty conscience grow
She burns like the sun, and I can't look away
She'll burn our horizons, make no mistake
Come let the truth be shared, no one ever dared
To break these endless lies, secretly she cries
She burns like the sun, and I can't look away
She'll burn our horizons, make no mistake
I'll hide from the world behind a broken frame
I'll burn forever, I can't face the shame ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 8:05 am
Ryukkii was born first to a pair of identical daughters- first to come out, and first to show the signs of a severe genetic disorder. It would later go on to affect all three sisters, with the Fourth showing the least of the symptoms. It is a degenerative muscle condition, which causes a severe atrophy in the joints, making it hard for the afflicted to move quickly. The body overcompensates for the disorder by overproducing red blood cells, which sufficiently hinder the white blood cells in a near AIDS like condition. It is genetic, so it is not contagious- but it is the start of what would become a terrible family problem.
Coupled with this condition, was another strange inherited problem. Three of the four sisters were born with above average intelligence. Although the top of the three would become Ryukkii at genius level, it was hard to estimate the other two children's eventual learning curve due to their short life span. All three of the remaining children, once Amélie had been removed by Demetrious, began to thrive under their father's care. Czenthros was not sure if it was his influence which caused the spark of intelligence between them- or if it was simply something they were born with. From the start the three girls seemed more aware of their surroundings then other pups. They asked questions that pups should not ask, they laughed at things only adults shoulder understand. Each one of them was exceedingly politically inclined, and had it not been for their shambled health Czenthros would have been sure he was raising future Queens.
But it was not so, for all of the puppies were very poor in health. First (Ryukkii), was by far the worst, and Czenthros spent all his time focused upon her, leaving Second and Third to care for one another. Subsequently, Second and Third became very close to one another, ostracizing Ryukkii from their daily learning sessions.
But First did not need much of her sister's company, for already she was slowly realizing that she had received a bad hand in life. Barely a child she was forced to accept that she would never be able to do what normal wolves did, and it slowly turned her thoughts to bitterness. Healthy wolves who went through life wasting it away didn't deserve to live, while she, so intelligent and willful had to slowly rot to death. But First had a lot of her mother in her, and impassioned for some sort of purpose in her otherwise tragic life, she decided that if she could not overpower she would need to learn how to control.
Her poisons first had their works upon Czenthros, for whom was fanatically devoted to her. Still not even an adolescent, she began to feed him her bitter thoughts on the world. She made emphasis on her own condition, the state of Czenthros's own particular genius, ah! Their mother's fall from power, and probable murder. First did not particularly care about her mother, but it was more then enough to convince her father to lend his ear to her.
It would only be when she reached her adolescence, however, that First became particularly convincing. Now still weak but growing steadily, she began to appear more and more like her mother- and more and more, she corrupted Czenthros's mind. She let him believe what he wished, and did not dissuade his thoughts from considering her to be Slyph's reincarnation, but did not own up to this belief either. (For, in her own opinion- her mother had been a whore and a fool.)
For a wolf so concerned upon her body's corruption, she showed no sympathy for Second and Third, both now young women and aching for their father's attention more and more. Although they both had similar health conditions, neither of them were so crippled as First- and they used this to their advantage.
((Aand...I'll write more later.
Ryukkii: Write faster. >O ))
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 8:06 am
Status ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Name: First/Ryukkii
Pronounciation: 'ree-uuk-ee'
Meaning: n/a; She is called first for being the first of the litter.
Age: Three
Birthdate: Febuary 4th
Breed: Timber
Color: Silver, with one black paw and a white chest. Covered with old wounds, and a massive scarring of third degree burns on her side.
Eyes: Blue/one eye made pink from infection.
Position Lone
Lineage:
- Czenthros [Father;lone]
- Slyph [Mother; Alpha]*
- Amélie/Ryoku/Fourth [Sister; Seer]
- Second [Sister; lone]*
- Third [Sister; lone]*
Mate(s): ??? Rumored to have been with Czenthros, her father.
Health
- Currently: Very poor. - Reoccuring Ailments
x. One eye infected.
x. Massive burns covering the entire left side of her body.
x. Scars littering the rest of her coat.
Territory Occupying: Random.
Brief Description:
Ryukkii is not the typical "bad-guy" person, which is the inherit reason she becomes so dangerous. Plagued by illness her entire life, her genius mind has gone to rot, turning her thoughts onto depravity, and what it means to be alive. She is torn between wanting her sister's loyalty, and wishing to destroy- and in general, she has no redeeming qualities. She orchestrated the murders of her other sisters, but rarely killed wolves herself, due to her weakened condition. She wants now only to worm her way into the company of others, and slowly destroy from the inside.
* Designates a wolf that has died.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 8:07 am
Encounters ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ryukkii will never become close to anyone- although she will occasionally adopt wolves to do what she wishes.Quote: "Friends"
Meskeet: A female who doesnt actually stick out in Ryukkii's mind, but she found her an alright sort- if not misguided. She seems to have some sort of potential, if anything, for killing rabbits.
Sosay: Perhaps the only wolf she tolerates, Sosay is a young pup who seems to have a rather interesting way of looking at things. As long as he is interesting, she does not mind him much.
Amélie: Ryukkii can't tell if she loves or hates her sister. She doesnt care to kill her anymore at least- and actually, is perhaps even afraid of her now that she has decided she is publically a seer. She cannot stand the fact that Amé hides the fact that she is actually rather smart.
Kiah: Ryukkii enjoys tormenting Kiah, a rather angry young female.
Phantom: Unsure on how she particularly feels about Phantom, she has no concerns for him or against him. She doesnt really dig the whole name thing, however.
Quote: Enemies
Phib: Ryukkii wouldnt mind Phib for a mate if she could break him. In fact- she loves that thought so much she spends a lot of her time pondering it. Despite this, she feels she will not make a move upon him for consideration of Amélie, and her conflicting feelings towards her. And honestly- she can't figure out how to kill the damn b*****d off anyways.
Kirra: Ryukkii briefly used this female to orchestrate a plot, in which she failed miserably. Ryukkii sees Kirra as unfit and stupid, being so strong and yet so untolerably dumb. She doesnt have any particular feelings towards her other then that.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 8:08 am
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Rules
x. Please do not post in this journal- if you wish to RP, please make a thread and let me know about it. :3
x. Do not steal any images done by me (Why would you? D: ) and espiecially not those drawn by Reivan! >|! Or I kill ye.
x. If you are looking for a wolf, please check the Shaoilin Thread.
x. Um...that's...it? XD
OKAY LOVE YOU, BYE BYE. -----------------------------------------------------------------
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