Wolf RPG

There was once a time when Arrluk was reclutant to leave the haven of home. Now, Arrluk had kept at bay most days, distant in his sorrows. He would return a short time, bringing kills or even just minding the mountain borders for awhile and then would head out again, content to 'walk it off'. 

With having lost two sisters and a co-parent in his little lifetime, Arrluk had decided he wanted to know his large family a bit better, lest he one day soon loose them too. For Arrluk's own self, the most hurtful thing about Samani's death was the knowing that he never had the chance to know her well and now never would. 

This time, his wandering lead him beyond the flatland pasture and fields and to the cusp of Stavanger Bay. He tread within the territory, but at its outskirts, should any guard be on high alart with the recent pups. Arrluk calls out for his sister, longing to see her and his new nieces and/or nephews.

Rodyn was not often far from Moontide even upon the spear his heart longed to be home. Even though it was empty and sad and it hurt to be there. The grief still so sharp. But soon the boys would be back, he'd be back.

It was on such a foray home when he came across one of the boys he had seen, but not talked too. Dark of fur and light. It always amazed him how so many of moonwoman and sun mans children were simular and yet so different. Years of wolves falling in love had formed the furred bodies that were born to furture generations.

He warred between approaching and staying hidden simply put he was not up to socializing. But he would, it was only right. Ao russet paw stepped forward gentle chuff to the boy.

Rodyn loved the home he and Samani had chosen. He loved it still, but now thwre was a small emptiness to it. That Samani had brought with her. A warmth that he was missing would always miss.

A kind appreciative smile took place on hia face. Russet paws into space. He took a breath an another.

Your sister loved the beach most, but there is a small portion of the forest that is burned. That is growing anew. She loved visiting there. Arrluk right?

Then he waited quietly an open ernest expression on his face. He missed her but he wouldn't have others agraid he would break. Sometimes he felt like it, but he found the gile to continue on.

Arrluk didn't speak, not until Rodyn did and when he did, it was of Samani. He spoke of the sea, but also of the burned forest. The sentinels, right? He had only tread the outskirts of them from the other end, the plateau side. It was the forest which separated these two lands along the coast. Many of the trees were fallen down and sometimes you could hear them cracking and falling, echoing through the forest. Yet the trees were so big, that even with those fallen it looked still full. 

My dad was born near the coast and then has lived on islands much of his life. Growing up, the wolves there worshipped the Goddess Moon and Sea. He said as he looked out to the oceanside. Mom says something like, the ocean tide is in our blood from father. Samani had loved it a great deal. So did Vaire and so did Arrluk, though Arrluk had a close fondess to all waters. From the vast ocean, to the raging river and gentle creeks.

Rodyn nodded his head. I believe that is their name yes. They are quite beautiful in their ruin.

Samani had adored it there. He had made a den near there, though the children's den had been closer to the center of the pack lands.

Rodyn smiled in thought. I had never seen the sea until I came here. Your sistra and Sun Man told me of its beauty.

Samani had been the first. Her love for the ocean was paramount.

Oh..? Arrluk's ears perked, curious of Rodyn's words. The ocean was such a great big thing. Arrluk couldn't imagine ever missing having seen it. Yet then again, there was land far south. Arrluk would look out to it from the low mountains of home. He only assumed the land kept going further then his eye could see. Whoever lived that far south, perhaps they had never seen the ocean either. 

Where did you live before you came to the Moon tribes? Are there places much different then the beach and forests?

Rodyn had been well traveled even as young as he was, before coming here. He had left home at less than 2 years. IT made sense of course that he would know of places. Though that felt as if he was no longer a part of that world. So lost in his own ways. To immerse himself with those he loved.

I Lived in a forest called EmberShadow Grove. An dyes there are many lands. Some so dry you cannot think straight for want of water. Some swampy and muddy and you feel as if they may suck you down. Forests and dales. Some land that is nothing, but flatness all around.

Outside of the ring of low-lying mountains that surrounded Moonglow, it was easy to see the towering heights of Moonspear. Even still easy to see the mountain chain to the east, beyond the vast open meadows and plain. Arrluk had never gone into the mountains before, savor the foothills of home. He had not seen tundra, giant glaciers, golden wheat plains, desert or canyons. One day he might, or maybe not. 

My father was born in a swamp land, he said. Called Black Bayou. It doesn't particularly sound great.. He spoke lowly and with a shrug of his shoulders. He figured if he lived in lands with little water or without trees or dry land to rest your paws, he might want to venture away. Yet among the Moon tribes, they had forests, mountains, meadow and sea. They had what others might dream to search for. Arrluk had no reason to leave.

Rodyn could see Moonglows peaks moonspears too. It made him feel both very small and also very close to home. But Rodyn loved forest and dale. Trees and hrass and thr smell if earth.

Rodyn shook hia head. It isn't can suck you under and predators live among the mire. However, it has its own sense of soul. It is musical in a bayou. And yet quiet at the same time. There is a quiet heaviness that clings.

Clings like the mud. Arrluk said with a small smirk on his face. The Bayou was a dangerous place. Filled with many to be eaten but many which could also kill you, so he had been told. Between gators, venomous reptiles and all the swarms of bugs. Yet also the sounds of frogs, crickets, fish at the water's surface, it had its own melody. His father had been born there, but he did nit speak of it much, in favor of his time living in islands. 

Who knows, maybe I'll come around one. I'm heading off on 'my journey' mom calls it. My brother's and I. To sooth our hearts and find our path to manhood. Arrluk's shoulders rolled. Maybe Rodyn knew of it? Had any pointers?

A soft lifting of eyebrows and then a chuckle. Yea i s'pose so.

Thr bayou had been an interesting place and yet it had also made Rodyn feel very outsider like. As if he didn't belong in such a place. He hadn't stayed there long. Long enough to see a deer pulled beneath the mire by rows of teeth and then be gone. And he had decided to book it as quickly as possible.

Rodyn nodded his head. I've heard your Ana talk about those. My bride price journey was a bit like one. A way to find out more about yourself. What matters to you what doesn't. It will test your mettle, but I have faith you'll all come out well on the other side. Just remember to be true to yourself and ask for help if you need it..

The whale boy listens quietly and nods firm when Rodyn is finished. I will. Thank you. Sea green eyes cast to the waters of the bay once more and then back to his brother in law. I should get going... And with that and a soft wave of his tail, the boy walks out into the unknown.