Cress Creek Pack
HUNTING PARTY ONE :
HUNTING PARTY TWO : Silver, Ramsay, Ash, Arcane, Loki
HUNTING PARTY THREE : Orion, Glacier, Barran, Nightingale, Poseidon
THE GENERALS : Ambrose, Cadaver, Panjura, Jackdaw, Muddy
THE HERBALISTS : Syren, Sunny
DECEASED WOLVES :
- Finch
- Watercress
I don't care about stats and rarity, only about colouration
0/15 Glowing Spores [x22]
0/4 Canine Fang [x1]
0/4 Canine Claw [x0]
0/2 Remnant: Wolf Skull [x5]
0/2 Remnant: Wolf Tail [x0]
0/3 Remnant: Badger Pelt
0/20 Remnant: Bone
0/1 Remnant: Badger Skull
0/15 Mustelid Claws
0/15 Mustelid Fangs
0/5 Remnant: Caribou Antlers
0/2 Remnant: Caribou Calf Carcass
0/10 Broken Antler
0/15 Thick Fur Tuft
0/15 Remnant: Gnawing Hoof
0/30 Butterfly Wing
Watercress was the first leader of the Cress Creek Pack, a nomadic group of nearly unrelated wolves whom keep to themselves and remain out of war and agony. Watercress lead the pack with great success, alongside his companion Finch, and they appointed multiple wolves to take on leadership roles in case of an emergency.
It wouldn't be long before disaster struck, the elder Finch had lay to rest for the last night of his life, passing away peacefully. Watercress continued onwards for years, until his powerful body began to frail, and he appointed an heir to the throne, Sorren.
Sorren is a new leader, but has proven worthy to his pack. Continuing the legacy of the Cress Creek Pack, he strives to live a long and lengthy life and keep his new found family safe from harms way.
Cress Creek leads a rather docile life, though that doesn't mean they will go to war if push comes to shove. Wolves such as Ambrose have been honoured as Generals, whom guide the pack in times of need and serve as protectors. While also being docile, they are spiritual and perform rituals for their fallen. The two herbalists, Syren and Sunny, hold ceremonies once a month, where all the wolves come together under the moonlight and honour the elders and fallen wolves before them.
Despite many hardships, this pack has pushed through and challenged the world. Nobody knows where the pack will be lead to next, but they move forwards with pride.
"By wind, rain, fire, and ice,
will our fallen sing and resources thrice.
To the river and shore we will bore,
finding sanctuary in our midst.
Never will our providence fail,
even through thunder and hail.
Looking upon the ones before us,
we will thrive for days to come."
Sssssssooo traveller, you come to the foreign landssssss of the creek? Beware of the Generalssssss.
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