Willowblossom Pack
Welcome to the pack!
Goals:
Tlll Bases:
Fox
Iridium
Pyrope
Key:
🖤 melinism carrier confirmed
🤍 albinism carrier confirmed
💫 short lineage (3rd gen or less)
🌸 Tlll project
😵 potato wolf that will die bc they're
not even good enough to chase
These 😵 wolves are also free if you want them
Camomile gathered her pack around their evening meal and began to hum softly to herself as they laughed and talked together.
Then as she gazed up at the full, luscious moon, she asked them, "Have you ever heard of the Wolf's Cry?"
Her packmates quieted and tilted their heads questioningly, wondering what riddle or story Camomile had come up with this time. She seemed to be lost in her thoughts most times, but no one dared to doubt her ability to lead. She had a certain wisdom and air about her that made her seemingly obscure questions captivating.
"It's a story," Camomile continued, "of the sun, the moon, and the wolf. The sun, you see, is bright and overflowing with light. The sun loves so much that it gives its love to all below it, breathing life into everything. But in all this love the sun gives, it desires the love of one above all others, the moon. The sun chases after the moon, trying share its love and wash the moon in its light. The moon, though, only accepts a sliver of the sun's love, for the moon swims high in the black ocean above to lay in wait for its beloved child, the wolf. Every night, the moon listens and glows with pleasure as the wolf sings a song. A song filled with the thrill of freedom, the connection of family, the loss of good things, and the hope of love. All of which envelops the moon and sets the stars of the black ocean to dancing. All of which the sun longs to share and see. But the moon will never love the sun as the moon loves the wolf's cry."
"So you want us to howl to the sun to make it feel better?" River Clay laughed as she nudged Camomile playfully. "Sorry, but I'm not doing that for the sun."
Camomile smiled and asked, "And where would the moon's light come from if not the sun?"
River Clay was confused by the question and didn't know how to respond.
"Perhaps we don't realise how much we're loved and how much we need others' light to make us better. Perhaps we aren't aware of how blessed we are," Camomile said thoughtfully. She turned to everyone else and continued, "It makes me wonder who we have overlooked while we were busy listening to other voices. Other songs. Is there something we miss by avoiding the sun in our lives?"
River Clay didn't think or talk as flowery as Camomile, and she frankly had a hard time understanding her at times. But she could understand enough to know that Camomile was using symbols to represent something else. It made her wonder what Camomile wanted her pack to learn. The pack may have continued to go about their evening in work and trivial discussion, but everyone still had Camomile's question in the back of their minds, for whenever Camomile spoke, her words always meant something.
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333 stats | L1 Female 0 years 1 month (Newborn) 0y 1m |
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323 stats | L1 Female 0 years 1 month (Newborn) 0y 1m |
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