Chika Spectre
*Pack may switch to a new era after Otaktay.
We live,
untill the river runs dry.
Chika stares at you through the shadows, haunting your day and dreams. Rumors say they watch your every move, and nothing is safe from their peering eyes.
Hahnee
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Otaktay
Betrayal, a misdemeanor. We do not tolerate fuck ups, in this "pack." I founded these mistreated misfits on the basis of value, strength as well loyalty. Together, as a hoard we stand strong. Alone, we laugh at our enemy's, pitying what's soon to come.
Looking to the mountains, we're the shadows of the night, silhouettes of the day.
Chika.
And it is only when you wander into our domain, you meet your unfortunate fate of a thousand fangs.
Cailleach
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Achilles Come Down
The ruse began way back at "Chika's" birth pack; Cold Winds.
It was here it started and will inevitably end. The two Alpha's, birth-mates, both born with totally varying personalities and views; Otaktay looked up to his friend, whom would soon break his heart in two.
Many promises of equality, and never leaving his side. The pair did everything together, but one day an announcement was made that would cause the first pain-- Cailleach was going to be Alpha.
At first the thought of growing apart from his friend caused mental discourse, soon regaining his sanity Otaktay realized it was only apart of nature and supported her.
Some time later, as adults, his personality grew with his greed. He wanted more, rumors had it, Cailleach disagreed.
But why?
Otaktay loved Cailleach, he wanted nothing more than to impress her. He advocated for her rules, and law. Even pressing to enforce it at stricter lengths. He heard she didn't like that. He heard she didn't like him.
One cold winter came, the dark coated canine found himself lost in the blizzard, separated from his pack in a hunt.
Cold, starving, in pain.
He hated it.
He wanted to be happy.
He wanted to rule.
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"Otaktay, Come down."
"You've heard wrong."
"I know you're hurting."
"Otaktay."
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Crawling across the cliffsides, beady orange eyes stared down into his litter-mates soul. Eyes void of emotion, empathy. Behind him stood a coalition of wolves, some with recognizable scents, some as strange as the lands that surround them.
"Cailleach, I told you my worries, I expressed my problems. I've done all I could to appease you."
"You push me aside, shut me down."
"I am of no importance to you, you do not love me."
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Tainting the white snow, blood painted the mountains, blankets, and bedding. A lingering scent only grew.
That was when she would know.
The battle has only begun.
Winter has won.
This one.
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Beta
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