Changes have become too severe in Anikira, and the wolves have been temporarily relocated to the Anikiran Southern Isles. Things have grown dire and unlivable on the mainland; it was time for outside intervention. Please be sure to review the full update on the staff board for more information!
The current season is fall in the Southern Isles. Due to their proximity to the equator, the region is still warm. There is currently no breeding and no birthing amongst the wolves
The air was as heavy as it looked: laden down with thick grey clouds and the promise of rainfall. The Tia’deli Mountains jutted right into the grey expanse, rolling valleys and great towering peaks of brown and green the only sharp shades of color in the sky. Rikez was a black ant on the side of an ant hill. Although each paw step felt as if it were taking him closer and closer to the peek of him summit, every time he lifted his head he was met with an impossible expanse of crumbing stone and sparse foliage. His chest heaved with the effort of his climb, his breath heavy with the effort of traveling at such an altitude. There was no rhyme or reason to the black brute’s assent. He was merely burning energy. Fighting the feelings of idleness that had plagued him for the past week. It felt incredibly good to stretch his legs after being in the forest for so long. Sure, he had gotten to travel and chase down prey, but there was something about the act of climbing the side of this mountain that was new for the dark-pelted male. With each step, newly healed skin moved painlessly over four thin, but visibly pink scars than ran along his flank: a reminder of the battle he had fought and won with his new friend and leader of his pack.
Rikez was still not sure if it was the right decision, being a member of Airila. He didn’t doubt Arche at all, but so far he had been unable to show kindness to any other wolf he had come across. How was he to fit in with pack life when he was constantly raging war in his own mind?
A cry echoed off the stone as a dark bird came swooping from above. With feathers darker than the most starless night sky, Huginn was the same shade as the wolf below her. Rikez did not flinch as she came gracefully down from the heavens and sank her talons into the thick fur of his shoulder. He paused as she clacked her beak together and peered into his amber eyes with her jet-black ones. Over the past week, the dark brute had become used to the company of the raven. She had followed him everywhere he went, always watchful with at least one of her beady black eyes. Dark as coals, Huginn’s eyes seemed void of life at first glance. But if you stared into them at close rang, they seemed almost like dark windows, shroud in mystery and burning with something keen. Her intelligence had surprised the usually solitary male, and he had allowed her to stay close to him.
”I don’t know what I should be doing,” he said suddenly, his voice too loud in the barren landscape around him. ”I am a pack wolf with no purpose.” Although he had meant for the words to come across bitter, they left his maw with a slightly sad connotation. Huginn’s talons gave his shoulder a squeeze in response, though whether or not it was a comforting gesture, Rikez did not know. He did not know if she could speak. So far, she had only communicated in subtle body language, making the black brute work towards the bond they were beginning to form.
Nothing. That’s what she had been doing for days. Months. Hell, Celeste hasn’t really done anything, at least not anything good, her whole life. She sat at the bottom of a group of mountains, contemplating this. It’s not like she really wanted to do anything with her life, anyway. Ever since she had been a pup, Celeste never had any big dreams. Her pack was full of big dreams- her brother wanted to become Alpha, several of her friends wanted to become healers, hunters, warriors, and not only that, but be the best there was.
But Celeste was content where she was, at the bottom of this mountain, just waking up from a long nap. She didn’t care that she slept right out in the open and even possibly on some packs lands. She didn’t have a death wish, but the grey wolf didn’t have a big reason to live either. She was happy with a life of idleness.
It had been her plan to stay on the mountainside all day, leaving only to find water. Celeste didn’t even have to leave to get food as there were many types of prey living nearby, including the birds that kept flying by and caw’ing at her. However, the she-wolfs legs were starting to cramp from sitting for so long. She got up with a stretch and licked her lips. It’s dinner time, she thought with bitterness. Though she loved to explore, Celeste was never much of a hunter. It showed in her hollow face and protruding ribcage. She was malnourished, but still ate enough to get by. She jumped down from the small hill she had been sleeping on and set off to find something to eat. After she ate and stretched her legs some, she would be right back to the mountainside. Celeste would stay until somebody came and showed her away or she needed a change of scenery. Celeste walked idly, thinking of where she would head to next without a care in the world. Not long after she started walking, however, she heard a voice. She was too far to make out what it had said, but Celeste deemed it was worthy of checking out. She sped up into a fast walk, and soon enough she was running. Soon enough she saw it, a black spot on the mountain.
Celeste stood still for a minute, weighing her choices. Maybe it’s a wolf. Maybe it has food, she thought, taking a few steps up the hill until she stopped in her tracks. Maybe it is a wolf. Not a nice one, either.
Her thoughts from earlier came back to her. What did she have to lose? Besides, she was starving. Celeste continued he way up the jagged mountainside, stopping only fifteen feet away from the stranger, which was indeed, a wolf.
“Hello.” She said with as much courage as she muster.
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Though Rikez was not very high up the mountain, the black brute was still at an evaluation that allowed him to view the majority of his packs lands, from the dense fog of the forest below, to the sandy shores of the Western shore, straight to where the forest began to turn to rolling green hills. It was all there, stretched out before him. It was his to serve and protect now. And yet… he was here, wasting his time in these mountains, where few wolves dared to climb.
What am I doing here?
As if responding to his thought, Huginn ruffled her dark feathers and brushed his fur lightly before she took off his shoulder. Her hard talons pricked him as she lifted upwards, but he relished the small bought of pain. He liked the reminder of her, like a tiny flying shadow. She never let him forget that she was near. Now, she was above his head, circling as he stood on the dark outcropping of stone. She climbed higher on an updraft of wind, and Rikez lifted his muzzle to watch her as the same breeze ruffled his thick pelt. Amber eyes were trailed the large raven’s flight, when a sudden scent filled his nose. Another wolf was close. His head snapped around to meet the newcomer. The other wolf’s scent told him a lot in just a few short seconds. She was a female, one that had not recently had a litter. And she was a trespasser, her scent clearly that of her own. Of a loner.
With one dip of her wings, Huginn dropped from overhead, dive-bombing on the approaching wolf with a sharp cry. Just before hitting her furry head, the bird turned and made her way back to Rikez’s shoulder, settling there on her personal roost as the black brute took a step towards the newcomer.
The female dropped her head, clearly shaken by Huginn’s assault. ”Hello.” Her voice had courage, he would give her that. But hell if he was going to go easy on her. With a snort, Rikez contorted his face into a snarl, his pink tongue running along his canines.
”You are in pack territory. Only members of Airila are welcome here.” He did not bother with introductions. And truth be told, he was holding back from his usual rough greetings. The rumbling was alive in his throat as he faced her, but he knew he wouldn’t hurt this stranger. She looked half starved, the malnourishment clear from the way her ribs were protruding from the length of her sides. Her face was small and boney. This was not a wolf that would be picking a fight.
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This untraditional coupling is one of the truly loving matches in Anikira. Although they are members of two different species, Calantha and Rikez have overcome the differences and rose above, finding love in the most pure of ways. And from this pairing, a litter born of two loving parents was conceived. These little boys and girls will have the great honor of being raised by two parents that support each other, while many of the offspring in Anikira have not had such a benefit. The pair are truly fitting of one another; both kind-hearted and generally good individuals.