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Here lies those from the High Crest Pack. Whether taken by age, illness, or fate, their stories are thusly described.
Location
Their pack rests high in the frigid mountains and they descend the slope to hunt in the valley below, fishing, foraging, and catching what they can. Their home is warm in the summer but bitterly cold in the winter. Although they hold boundaries against their neighboring packs, no disputes have broken out as of yet.
Founding
Aowgli was born in the grasslands, his birth pack nestled in a valley. He grew up with his mothers, siblings, and cousins, comfortable and safe amongst the tall grasses. He may have stayed there for the rest of his life, but it was a tradition for the boys to leave. At one year old he took his first steps outside of his home territory, his fellow brothers branching out across the fields like ripples in a pond. The night before many of them had whispered about where they might go, most seeking the vast forest to the east, or the warm grounds to the south. Aowgli had hoped that one of his brothers might traveled up the moutains with him, but as the sun had come to signal their leave that morning, it was clear he would be going alone. He watched his brothers dissapear for the last time and then he ascended.
The high lands had called to him since he was old enough to leave the dens. Picking his way up the slope felt surreal, like he was about to wake to one of his mother's prodding. The higher he climbed the less it felt like leaving home behind, it began to feel as though he was just returning. By sunhigh his legs itched for rest. The orange wolf spied a flat, treeless area up ahead and quicked his pace. There here found a large boulder warmed under a patch of sun, too perfect to pass up. Aowgli laid down, just for a moment, and closed his eyes.
There was a howl. Aowgli snapped awake, unsure of how long he had been out. The sun was still up, but no longer warming his rock, instead shining in his eyes. He stood and shook the sleep out of him. He had not smelled any pack boundaries, nor would he have laid down if he had smelled a wolf nearby. Perhaps it was from his dream. But then another short howl came, closer than before. The orange wolf realized he was upwind of the howl, the strange voice's figure masked by the glaring sun. He sent a brief howl back. It didn't sound like they were looking for trouble, but Aowgli couldn't be sure what they wanted, nor could he detect anything about them from upwind. His response was met with pawsteps.
Aowgli stilled himself so he might hear something, anything, that might tell him about this stranger, but he was so delerious from his unplanned nap that he couldn't be certain if the wolf was his age or elderly, let alone asking for a fight. After waiting for the figure to emerge from the glare he was finally face-to-face with them. Rasha, she called herself, looking for a new home.
Hunting Update
+ (2020-Dec-12) Primary hunting party hunts in mountains.
+ (2022-May-06) Secondary hunting party is formed, sent to hunt in grasslands.
+ (2023-Dec-24) Primary hunting party swaps with secondary hunting party in where they hunt. The secondary, less experienced party now hunts within the mountains, while the primary hunting party hunts in the grasslands.
Feeding Update
+ (2020-Dec-12) Food is consumed until it rots away. What cannot be eaten is salvaged as much as it can.
+ (2024-Jan-?) Food is consumed until it starts to rot. After too many cases of illness or parasites, it is deemed not worth the risk, especially when the stores are plenty.
Role History: Loner, Pupsitter & Temporary Hunter
Notes: How on earth did I find you in explore, I was not aware I could just obtain a green wolf like that
The second member in the pack, introduced the foundation for pupsitting.
