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Post by -sira- on May 19, 2011 1:29:07 GMT -8
OPEN DURING CONSTRUCTION! Enter a world where wolves from the bottom crawl to the top. Where wolves from different backgrounds fall in love. And where pups from the unsuspecting couples are born. In this world, there is no looking back on the past. Keep moving forward. Once you enter this world. You will realize, the true love you were forced to leave is right around the corner. You will learn that love is always there. And you will learn that there is always leadership in your future. There are many paths one could take, and it's up to you to choose your route. Now tell me. Are you ready to enter the [/color][/blockquote] {XANE-IVERSE?} On this page is more than you see.
For on this page of a tale of seven.
Of love and betrayal.
Of truth and lies.
From loner to leadership.
From pack to outcast.
On this page are stories to tell.
Which one will you read?
And which one will prevail in the end?
Only time can tell how these lives will end.
The longer they live, depends if they're foe... Or friend. [/font][/size] ;;Table Of Contents;; Sweet, sweet possessions.
What's in store? Xane {Western Alpha} 5 years {Male} Biography
Sira {Eastern Beta} 4 years {female} Biography
Corra {southern} 4 years {female} Biography
Tag {Loner} 6 years {Male} Biography
Cierra {Loner} 3 years {Female} Biography
Dax {eastern} 4 years {Male} Biography
Zafera {western} 6 months {female}
[/center][/font] Let's get started, shall we?
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Post by -sira- on May 29, 2011 11:28:57 GMT -8
;;Sweet, sweet possesions;; Xane, the western alpha I have a power that helps me control the earth below me. Rocks are my friends, they work to my advantage. The power to control the earth will help me someday.
My other power to comunicate with other animals beside my own species is very slim. I have found a wolverine that I can communicate wit. He is a very interesting character, might I say. Sira, the eastern alphess I was born with a power that helps me feel what others are feeling. I can get inside of the, whenever I please. It helps when I try to negotiate or defend my pack. I can get inside their head and their heart.
For my defenses and attack, I had discovered a power inside of me. I have the ability to make spikes come out from my back. More like thick quills. They are at nine inches long on their tallest quill. Corra, the southern packmate After my accident of drowning in the basin. I've felt a power that I'd dint even know was there. The power to walk and tread on water. Its a task quiet useful when escaping enemies. But I still need to learn how to control it. Tag, the kind loner I still do not have powers to enhance my appearance. Or powers to make my fighting skills phenomenal. But I discovered I can communicate with other animals. It started with a chipmunk.. Cierra, the curious loner I have a power that will stun my competition, or my enemies. I have a howl and bark that can burst the ear drums of those who are against me.
There is also the newfound ability to control ice. It doesn't matter what time of year it is. Ice is at the power of my paws.
Lastly, there is the power that allows me to be in several places at once. The power of multiplication. There can be two of me, or there can be seven of me. But the more I do, the easily tired I can become. Zafera, the western packmate I have the power that gives me spikes on my back! It's super helpful when I'm fighting or protecting myself. Sabino, the northern packmate My coat is an unusual purple color. And I was gifted with wings like my father, they aren't fully developed yet, but they will be when I get older.
To keep myself protected I've discovered razor spikes that come out the tip of my tail. And I have a stare than can be truly paralyzing. One quick glance of seriousness and concentration and you could easily be sent to the ground.
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Post by -sira- on May 29, 2011 11:29:59 GMT -8
;;What do we have in store? The Generous Xane is discovering the joys of being pack leader. In a land where he makes the rules, is a dream come true. He hopes to make the western territory the most beloved packs of all the territories. But, his heart still aches for the love of his old love, Sira. He dreams about her all the time. Wondering if she ever got free. He wouldn't know what to do if she did, because they don't know where each other are at. He has thought of going out on a search, or befriending another wild species to gather information for him. But he knows one day if they never reunite, he will have to mate with another to keep his pack flourishing. The question is, how long will he hold out. And will Sira and him ever reunite? The Lost Love Loving the life in her new pack with Thor. She has begun have conflicting feelings. The longer she stays with thor, the longer her heart aches. She isn't sure what she should do. She had fallen in love with Xane years ago. And since the day he was driven away from her life, she hasn't felt those feelings again. But now, she is beginning to feel familiar feelings, ones she felt when she first started out with zane. Often times she feels it is coming from all the beta to alpha time with Thor. At night she debates about running away for a few days to see where he could be. But she knows it might have horrible results. In her heart, she knows he is still out there. But where? She might have to discover on her own. Is the desire to find Xane as strong as the one she has to be with and serve Thor? Or will her heart scream so loud she will have to find her true love? The Distant Minded Going through life living in the southern pack is becoming difficult. Her leader Mors is a bit touchy for her to handle. Although she doesn't mind the souther pack, she does think about the possibility of other packs. She mind becomes locked in a deep trance between this debate. Should she stay and hope hope the pack starts to flourish so she won't have to deal with Mors all the time? Or should she become an outcast and hope another pack takes her in? Both are roulettes that she has often thought about. Will she act on her imagination? Or will she stick it out? The Loving Loner Loving life as it comes, he is currently trying to make friends in the outcast lands. He has been so lonely for so long, he is tired of wandering around alone. Of course he still dreams of brother and sister. But he knows they are doing well. The only thing he can't escape is that he feels like he is missing something in his life. He isn't sure what it is. But he wants to find out. The Freed Soul Ever since she escaped the mountain territory and her other half, she's had many mixed emotions. She loves the new freedom, but she misses Dax every night when she goes to bed. She is positive he stuck around the territory. He had protection there, why would he leave? She swore to herself she would never go back. But sometimes she wonders how he is doing and thinks about a visit to her old home. Something in her gut tells her to avoid the mountains altogether. Her heart longs for closure and the life of freedom. Will one overpower the other? Will she find Dax and make him escape? Or will she let the questions buzz in her head until she ignored them? The Loyal Hearted Currently residing in the astern territory, he is quiet content. Although he wishes he could find something more for him experience to be complete. He wishes he could find a wolf. Not any wolf. A beautiful wolf... Cierra. He knows she made her freedom. But he wishes she could tell her than he made his. He would love for them to reunite one day. Maybe in one pack once again. Or maybe as outcast. He just longed to burry his head in her lucious fur once again. He loves his new pack, he lives to serve those who reside in it. Thor is defiantly a leader that he could live by. But at the same time, he's been noticing another female. Sira. He believes it is just his male side raising testosterone. But he hasn't spoken a word to the betess. And he plans to keep it that way. His heart belongs to one. And only one. But will his average male temptations burst his bubble? Or will he decide to leave his new home to find cierra? |
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Post by -sira- on May 29, 2011 11:35:06 GMT -8
The Generous Who am I? [/font][/color] My name is Xane. I was born into a pack with horrible rules and morals. My leader; Rosco, was a murderous, sinister, sadistic wolf. He had hate for everything, and his respect towards other was zero. He had several mates, and he only treated them like they meant something. But every wolf that was in his pack, was forced to stay once they entered. And those that didn't mate with him, were fair game for every battles.
I've seen innocent wolves get destroyed for not bringing back enough prey. And I've seen pups being drowned because he lost intrest in the mate. He has no heart for anything. Except for himself. While I grew up, I turned down the opportunity to become one of his henchwolves. He hated me for it. And I took beatings. I fought back, but they always out numbered me.
I fell in love with a beautiful wolf. There were consequences for this love. As it was forbidden for a non leader to mate with a wolf. To make matters worse, she was his daughter. Sira was the only pup that survived her fathers wrath. And she was the only wolf I've ever loved. We parted ways, knowing there was a possibility we would never see each other again. But she knew I would be killed the day after our love was discovered. When he found out, a glorious battle broke out between us. I took a chunk out of his ear, and laugh to this day. As I was the wolf that showed him he was a mortal.
I discovered a piece of land. The western territory. And I've made it my own. My own rules, and with as much freedom as I wanted to have. I will allow Amy wolf to reside in my pack. And I will let any wolf follow their heart. My rules are different than the standard pack. And I plan to keep it that way.
My name is Xane. Xane the generous. [/blockquote] |
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Post by -sira- on May 29, 2011 11:40:02 GMT -8
The Lost Love Who am I?
My name is Sira. I came from a pack that was full of blood lust. My mother was the supposed alphess, but it was a joke to be called that. She despised her mate. The leader of our pack. My father, Rosco. He was a horrible leader. But what made the wolves stay and flourish in the pack? It was how we were all forced to stay. Sometimes escaping was nearly impossible. Throughout my journeys. I tell wolves to avoid his pack. That is if they want to survive.
I've seen things other wolves haven't in my pack. I was one of his "closest" daughters. I fought along side him in several battles. I was chosen to fight his forgotten mates. Whenever he lost interest, he made me fight the mate he forgot about. My job was to fight her until she was weak. Then his betas would drag her to die in the open land. If the other had pups, I had to help with the murders of them. I hated how he picked me to be the closet daughter of all of his litters. my other sisters would have envy. But I would have traded it to them in a heart beat.
During my time in the pack. I had an interest in a young strapping wolf. His name was Xane. And we grew close. I was afraid of our love, as I knew it would be stopped immediately. My father rejected Xane, because he was the rebellious wolf. He fought back to him. And that is one reason why I loved him. When our love was discovered, Rosco and Xane fought. They fought for pride mostly. But Xane was fighting for me. They wouldn't let the fight die. But that night, I told Xane to run away. I didn't want the closest thing in my life to be taken away. So he did what I told him to do. We parted ways. But I still love him. -
I was discovered by Thor one day. He was the alpha for the eastern territory. He was kind and acceptable. He let me in right away. I was made the beta of the pack. And since then, I've made my worth. I prove to him that I belong there and I show him that the didn't make a mistake by making me the beta. I will forever be grateful to him for the home he had given me that I never had before.
My name is Sira. And I am the lost love. ..::Current Location::.. Wandering Rogues...
-open- ..::Family::.. Mother: Lani
Father: Rosco
Siblings: Deceased, deceased, deceased ..::Mate::.. Available </3 |
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Post by -sira- on Dec 21, 2011 8:46:09 GMT -8
The Distant Minded Who am I?
Growing up, I was a carefree puppy. I was the only one born from my litter, but I loved it. My parents were older than the usual mating pair. And because of this, I was constantly made fun of. Other pups teased me saying my grandparents had mated and other cruel things like that. It was upsetting to hear them call my parents old and rusty. I hated it. But I always cried and ran to my parents like a weak little pup, instead of standing up for myself like I should have. I still beat myself up for me not putting them in their place. I was a weak one growing up. Always depending on others to help me. Always running away when I got picked on. I was hopeless and useless in the future generation of my pack, and each time I was made fun of... I ran away. Just like a weak wolf would do. Face it, my future would have ended up as the pack omega. Until that day happen...
I'm talking of the day when my parents died. It changed my life. I was exploring the territory, just to get a feel for it in my paws. My strengths wasn't fighting, so maybe hunting was my special skill. I felt strong being out on my own, alone. No one to listen to, but I felt stronger because I had no one to turn to. I felt my power lifting. When I ran home to tell my parents, my father was deathly ill. Shortly after he got sick, so did my mother. The fact that their age was older, didn't occur to me. To me, they were still young. They were my parents, and I was their young daughter. A week past and they died. They died in the same day. But hours apart. My heart tore. And I ran in tears. I cried and cried, hoping the pain would stop. I guess it worked because the tears stopped flowing and the pain was lifted. I don't know what happen. But I also remember, I coudnt smile either. I went home and from then on, I felt alone and I kept my distance. And that is how I planned to live my life.
After their death, I was nearly a mute. I did as I was told, and I stuck to myself. When the other tried to tease me. I turned my back and ignored them. One day I met someone that helped me open up. It was an elder named Diedra. Turns out she was mothers sister. I cared for her, I cared for someone after my parents death. We grew close and she told me stories of their life. I loved being with her, and I loved how quick my life had brightened. Eventually, she did die. But I felt better after our encounter. Normally it's a mate that can change a life. But for me, it was family.
Even after my ups and downs. I still decided to leave my pack. My alpha understood. He knew I was happy but I wasn't happy enough to stick with the torment. I left and then I found mors. The old alpha to the southern pack. I was the first wolf in his quest to create a pack. It was a booming success. Then I met his brother, kairos. Who I think I fell in love with. We grew close and we became the pack betas. But one night, he up and left. I was sad when he left. But here I am, again in my life. Running alone in my pack. Story of my life.
I am corra, and I am the distant minded. ..::Current Location::..
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..::Family::..
Mother: Deceased
Father: Deceased
Siblings: Unknown
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Post by -sira- on Dec 21, 2011 8:47:50 GMT -8
The Loving Loner Who am I?
I was born in a litter of three in the cold and snowy lands of the arctic. and out of those three pups, I was given the most unusual name. My mother named me tag. Growing up, my father wasn't present, in fact I can't recall ever meeting him. It was always mother and my brother and sister. playing in the show until out little paws were numb. Those were very simple times, and those are time I wish I could get back. The moment in my life where things changed, was when my mother fell cold in the snow. Something was sticking from her neck and it had made her fall asleep. These creatures scooped up me and my siblings and my mother and out us in a cage. Then in; what I had found out later on in life, a truck. We were put into a room that looked like my home. But it wasn't. There was a clear large glass that separated me from the other humans. My mother told me is was a conservatory, to save our species.
We stayed there for years, and then came the day that I replay in my head when I wake up. My mother passed away. The day was cold; so the temperature read on the thermostat, and she called us into her cave. She wasn't going to make it, and we all knew it. Out of all of us, I was closest to her. My brother and sister stayed to themselves. But I was always by my mothers side. When she died, I was devastated. And the one thing that changed my life path, were the last words that came out of her muzzle. "...run and be free"
There is no wolf that I have met that has changed my life. I've lived most of my life without falling in love. No wolf has come across my path. But I'm still happy either way... I think.
I now find myself with ability to talk to other creatures. And I find myself free from the conservatory. I live where I please with my two best friends. My companion, twig. He is a chipmunk I discovered months ago. And my best friend, ricochet. A young bachelor wolf I travel with. I love the way life is right now. My two best friends and life the way my mother wanted me to live. Things couldn't get any better.
My name is Tag. And I am the loving loner. ..::Current Location::..
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..::Family::..
Mother: deceased
Father: unknown
Siblings: both at a conservatory
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Post by -sira- on Dec 21, 2011 8:50:14 GMT -8
The Freed Soul Who am I?
They call me Cierra. I was born into a pack filled with rage. My blood lust leader haunted the forest, making sure no outsider would make it alive. day by day and night by night, the wolves in the pack were forced to live with the thought that there might not be a tomorrow. Males never stood a chance against the competition. Either you serve him, or you die. Females were kept around to do his daily bidding. Cleaning the camp, searching for food, and a mate for when ever he wanted. If a female recused to do any of this, you die. There was never a warning, always a consequence. I'm surprised I even made it out.
His offspring were the only ones that didn't mate with him. Luckily, I didn't have to. My mother did, and one day she stepped out of line for an injury. She didn't hunt. In order to make the killing rights fair, two females had to do the job instead of males. And in fear of their lives getting lost, they took her away that night when I was asleep. I woke up and she was gone.
Not all my time was lost, there was this one wolf. His name was Dax. He had been working for Rosco. I thought that if I could get close to him, he would be her escape. But the closer she got to him. The more I began to literally, become closet to him. One night he had given me a necklace, one of Roscos animal companions had made it. If I would have stayed loner, we would have become mates. But one night I told him about my plan from the beginning. He wasn't mad, he understood. And that was the night I had to leave half my heart behind.
The past may be bleak, but the present is how one should live. I have found my self roaming around on the outskirts of pack territories. In my adventures I have encountered wolves with cold spirits. Hating anywolf that crossed their paths. I have met wolves kind enough to let me slumber with them for a night. But I met this one wolf. His name was amadeus. He was an interesting wolf. I had begun to have feelings for him, but one night he up and left. After he left, I discovered the eastern pack. And in that pack was my old mate dax. I had decided to give pack life another try. But, it didn't work in my favor... I couldn't get the memories out of my head. So now I find myself amongst a place called "The Dark Faire" it's my new home. And I will travel everywhere.
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