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((I was uncertain if the previous alphas of Arcana were Dzar and Vera, but from the history of Arcana, it was the only alpha names mentioned other than Acheron, so please correct me if I am wrong and I will fix the names!)


I want to be crazy awesome!

Name: Ney'Ik
Gender: Male
RP Response:
Ney’Ik’s pace was quick. This was his first official order from the newly named Alpha of Arcana, Acheron, and he was not going to disappoint. Since the recent murder of Dzar and Vera, the previous Alpha’s of Arcana, the pack had been in a state of panic. Acheron, Ney’Ik and his sister Nama’Ni had all been close since they were young pups and now more than ever it seemed important for the three to stick together and stay strong. Ney’Ik’s twin sister Nama’Ni had recently stepped up as Acheron’s Beta. His sister was strong and he had great pride in her recent promotion. Ney’ik, although he would never say so, had feared for the day that the late Alpha’s passed away, for he didn’t believe Archeron, their only son, would step up to the plate. However, his doubts quickly diminished when Archeron took control.

Ney’Ik’s nose became over whelmed with the scent of the intruder. He knew the scent well; in fact he would never forget the scent. It was one of the two male wolves he had seen just days before at the scene of Dzar’s and Vera’s murder. The scent caused a flood of memories to sweep over his body.

He remembered it clearly. It was a typically morning, he lay nuzzled up to his sister; her steady breathing showed she was still asleep. Ney’Ik’s lifted his head as the Alphas rose to speak. The claimed to have had a vision, one that if fulfilled, the pack would prosper for many generations. They decided to set off on their journey immediately and left without haste. Some of the Arcanan wolves, including Ney’Ik and Archeon, decided to follow Dzar and Vera, however, they left several days after the Alphas.

The group traveled fast in hope to catch up with the Alphas. After a few days they finally had reached their beloved leaders, only to find them experiencing a horrible death. Ney’Ik would never forget the sight. He stood unable to help as Dzar and Vera were trampled by a stamped of buffalo. The dumb thick skulled beasts had no idea what they were doing, and they were only reacting in fear. Nearby were two unfamiliar wolves who were the cause of the buffalo’s stampede. Ney’Ik glared at the wolves who he, and the rest of the group, blamed for their Alphas’ deaths. He imbedded their looks and scent into his memory. He would never forget them, and would help his pack seek revenge against them.

A shiver shot down his spine as he snapped back to reality. He was making great time, and the scent of his target was growing stronger. Ney’Ik’s mouth began to water step he took. It was not like Ney’Ik to be so eager to fight, but the recent events had him on edge and he would do anything for Acheron and to avenge the death of Dzar and Vera. His muscles rippled under his blue pelt as his pace changed to a run. The scent was so strong now; the intruder was only feet away. Ney’Ik was agile and easily weaved his way through the trees and underbrush.

Ney’Ik came to a halt as he was now face to face with one of the very wolves who had murdered the leaders of his pack. His fur stood on end and his head lowered as he began to snarl and lick his lips. Ney’Ik had never killed before, but his whole body urged him to show no mercy to the large brown and black wolf in front of him.

The intruder was much larger than Ney’Ik and looked much more skilled than he. Ney’Ik knew there was a good chance he would only wound the wolf, and send it fleeing with no intent to return. Ney’Ik tensed his body just before lunging at the large wolf. “This is for Arcana in the name of Archeon!”

I want to be crazy awesome!

Name: Ney`ite
Gender: Female
RP Response:
The shock and anger rippled through the clan at the new of their alphas being murdered and it didn't have a positive impact on the blue striped gamma female wolf. She paces back and forth agitatedly in front of her sister, not sure how she is supposed to go along with the life when their alphas is murdered in cold blood and she is torn between staying to ensure that there will be no more unnecessary deaths or go after the killer and rip him or her to pieces. When their friend Acheron took over as a new alpha, she was uncomfortable with changes since she prefers things to stay the same but at same time, she hopes that her friend will be able to step up and successfully lead the pack. In her opinion, Raedon and Aleta set the bar very high when it comes to leading the clan so Acheron have A HUGE spot to fill.

For the next few days, Ney'ite was lost in her thoughts while she stuck close to her sister because there is a buzzing about an intruder that have been visiting the lands since the late alphas' death and she is anxious because she doesn't like to lose her sibling in the similar method to the death of the alphas. Her thoughts swirls around the revenge and how she would love to hunt the killer down then kill him while ripping his body apart so there wouldn't be any left for scavengers. The biter taste of anger fills her mouth as she bares her fangs in silent snarl that was aimed at nowhere but she is a very patient huntress just like her sister. She will follow her prey for days, waiting until the psychological torture finally gets to the prey then she will move in for the kill.

Her golden eyes blinks and lowers when her friend Acheron came over, she crouches little bit in submissive position while murmuring her greeting since it is a behavior code in the clan. Ney'ite's ears immediately perked up as the alpha requested that she goes out and show the intruder the way out and ensure that he doesn't come back. Her tail wags as she smiles at the alpha in pleasure while she dips her head little bit. "It will be my honor, Acheron. You can count on me." She ran off after the alpha dismissed her to her sister to tell her the news and to reassure Nama Ni that she will come back quickly. They exchanged nuzzles and soft sisterly words before Ney'ite took off.

Ney'ite was very meticulous when it comes to tracking down the intruder and she immediately picked the scent up against the tree where the intruder probably leaned on. With a slow and deliberate steps, she began her hunt. Her muscles works like a well-oiled machine, rippling under her ocean-colored striped fur while she trots through the forest, occasionally stopping to check the scent markers and change the directions if necessary. As the night took over, the moon rose up above the trees providing the silvery light for this female to continue her hunting for while. She froze as a twig snapped in the near distance on her left and she crouches low to the ground and slinked toward the source of the sound.

A savage grin appears on her muzzle when she discovered the intruder trying to make himself a burrow so she began the psychological torture that would continue for days. A growl would rumble from the intruder's left then disappears then appears in other direction. Ney'ite deliberately steps on the twigs or cause the leaves to rustle while she moves around the perimeter while whispering in soft and velvety dangerous voice about the curse of killing Arcana's alphas and how much she will enjoy killing him. After few days of torture, the intruder finally snapped and started lashing out in the direction of noises and soft whispering, looking like he is foaming at the mouth. His eyes was wild when they landed on the patient huntress emerging from the shadows of the sun-dappled trees.

"I didn't mean to kill them!" The male nearly wailed as he was already almost traumatized from the days of being hunted without knowing who is hunting him. "They were going to kill me if I was to refuse the order." His wild eyes refused to move from the huntress. "Please don't kill me" He whimpered as he tries to crouch in submissive position. He contiunes to babble, beg and cry for the mercy that he will not get.

Ney'ite's ice cold golden eyes stares at the male with the predatory glint while a glimmer of fangs could be seen while she moves out of the shadows. When the male started babbling and begging for his life, the huntress bares her fangs and snarled ferociously at him. "You beg for your life when you took two lives from my clan. What makes you think I would spare you for killing my alphas?" Her voice is full of black-ice as she inches closer to the male, bristling because she knows that it is dishonorable to kill a wolf if he is not going to fight back. She leans in and whispers to him, "You are a coward. Running away after you kill something instead of facing the consequences like a real male. You don't even deserve the ranking you got."

THAT got her the response she wanted. The male snarled viciously as he attacked her with wild and desperate movements because he knew that the huntress won't let him go and will follow him to his clan. He couldn't allow that so he chose to lash out. Ney'ite's laughter evolved into a hair-curling snarl as she fought with the male. The fight didn't last that long and she stood over the wolf's heaving body.

She have snapped his neck so he doesn't have that long to live. She moves her face to his face so she will be the last thing he sees before the light goes out of his eyes. "Die." Ney'ite whispers as the light went out of his eyes and that's when she finally slumps, allowing the long-held tears of heartbreak flow.