Wolf RPG

Ilizabeth was cold, hungry, and scared. She had just gotten to this new place and she didn't know what to do. She didn't know how long it'd been since she'd slept, or eaten, since whenever she tried to do either all she could think of was the image of her dead sister, which haunted her mind and made her sick to her stomach. All she really needed was someone to be there for her. But she was scared of everyone. Not sure who to trust. She'd been with her sister always, and now that she was gone, she didn't know what to do. Ilizabeth curled up in the roots of a bush, her silver pelt still showing through though, and shut her eyes tight as tears came pouring out of them. She was so tired that she cried herself to sleep.

Her dreams filled with Jazmine. From lovely memories of the as pups, to the last time she saw her sister, lying there, dying, from the wounds Solar Eclipse had give her. She woke, screaming her sisters name, in sobs. She'd only slept for maybe an hour, and she knew she wouldn't sleep again. She didn't have the strength to hunt, or even rise for the matter though, so she stayed there, curled up, still crying.

There was someone in his Grove.

The distant, grieved scream of a name filled his ears, and the lean man lifted his head from the drink he was having, licking his whiskers clean. Eyes focused on the distance, slowly turning his body to face it.

He didn’t know how to approach this. But, he would try.

The man set out, walking with a slow, steady plod, and it was only when he got close, close enough to see the silver curls of fur, that he gave a little woof, both greeting and a warning of his presence as the owner of this place.

Ilizabeth opened her eyes at the noise. She jumped to her feet, hitting her head on the bush she was under. Wincing she struggled out of it, making eye contact with a male. A massive, silvery blue wolf at that matter. Not even a small male. She was terrified. He reminded her all too much of Solar Eclipse. Same build. Same piercing green eyes. Only his fur wasn't a sandy beige like Solar Eclispes' was. It was more like the blue of Jazmines. Which brought more tears.

She was shaking, holding her body low to the ground, barely able to stay on her feet. Opening her mouth, she whispered words, barely audible. "please don't hurt me."

He had to strain to hear her words, but he grimaced all the same, taking a slow step back. Distance seemed the best strategy here, with this woman who feared him from sight alone.

I have no reason to. He murmured, slow and quiet, taking another step back as reassurance.

I am Byleth, Alpha of Jade Fern Grove, creating itself in this area. He inclined his head in question.

Ilizabeth's eyes widened. "Oh, is this your territory??" She said quickly. Stumbling to her feet she attempted to start to get out of there but her legs buckled after she tripped on a rock and she didn't have the strength to rise again. "Sorry, but I think I'll end up dying here. I cannot move." She whimpered from her spot on the ground.