Wolves of Auriel
After a particularly heavy rain, the forest smells of petrichor, and mist lingers close to the ground. Not many wolves can see past the density of the fog, yet up on the ledge, a tall and imposing alpha sits, waiting, watching. His name is Nikandros, and by his side, his mate, Aristaios. The handsome Aristaios looks up to Nikandros and flicks his tail, smirking. He knows that the alpha is not always kind to newcomers, especially those who intend to harm its pack members.
Yet, as Nikandros steps down towards new wolves, he is fascinated, curious. What benefit could they bring to his clan? Will they be able to prove themselves and find a place beside the wolves who call this area home?
Standing behind Aristaios and Nikandros, is the Beta of the pack, Muriel. He swishes his tail slowly as he stands back, knowing that the leader can manage it. He is remarkably protective over his packmates, but is truly gentle deep down.
Visitors making their way deeper into clan territory find tall, imposing pine trees that climb impossibly tall, shielding their territory. Wolves are hard at work, and everyone seems to have their own little places.
Who shall you visit first?
Yet, as Nikandros steps down towards new wolves, he is fascinated, curious. What benefit could they bring to his clan? Will they be able to prove themselves and find a place beside the wolves who call this area home?
Standing behind Aristaios and Nikandros, is the Beta of the pack, Muriel. He swishes his tail slowly as he stands back, knowing that the leader can manage it. He is remarkably protective over his packmates, but is truly gentle deep down.
Visitors making their way deeper into clan territory find tall, imposing pine trees that climb impossibly tall, shielding their territory. Wolves are hard at work, and everyone seems to have their own little places.
Who shall you visit first?
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