Silver Ecli Pack
The Beginning
Stumbling towards the forest, Trickster pads forward, coming upon a clearing. "Perfect." he says smiling to himself. "This is the place to start a pack, and I know just what to call it; Silver Ecli."
As Trickster surveyed the clearing, his mind filled with visions of a bustling pack, united under his leadership. The scent of pine needles and earth enveloped him, stirring something primal within his soul. He could already imagine the pups playing in the sunlight filtering through the dense canopy above. With a sense of purpose burning in his chest, Trickster raised his head high and let out a howl that echoed through the trees, calling out to any potential packmates in the vicinity. It was time to build his legacy in these ancient woods.
Some time passes as Trickster has started up his small pack of misfits, new pups gather around him as he teaches them the importance of being kind to pack mates.
He watched with pride as the young pups tumbled over one another, their playful yips and growls filling the clearing. Trickster had grown fond of each one of them, seeing potential in their bright eyes and wagging tails. As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows across the forest floor, Trickster gathered his pack together.
"My little ones," he began, his voice gentle but commanding, "Remember that we are strongest when we stand together. We must always protect and care for one another, for a pack is only as strong as its weakest member." The pups nodded eagerly, their faces filled with determination and loyalty. Trickster felt a swell of pride in his chest at the sight of his growing pack, bound not just by blood but by love and respect. As night fell and the stars twinkled above, Trickster lay down among his pack, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him. The forest whispered its approval, embracing them in its ancient arms.
In the quiet of the night, a rustling in the underbrush stirred Trickster from his slumber. His ears pricked up as he scanned the darkness, his senses on high alert. A lone figure emerged from the shadows, limping and panting heavily. It was a young wolf, her fur matted and eyes filled with fear.
Trickster approached her slowly, sensing her vulnerability. "What has happened, young one?" he asked softly.
The wolf collapsed at his feet, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Our old territory... it's been taken over by a fierce pack," she managed to whisper between labored breaths. "They drove us out, and I... I couldn't keep up..."
Trickster's heart swelled with empathy as he listened to her story. Without hesitation, he turned to his pack. "We must help our fellow wolf in need," he declared, his voice firm and resolute.
This was the time for his pack, Silver Ecli to rise and fight. With a chorus of determined howls, Trickster's pack echoed his call to action. The wolves gathered around their leader, their eyes gleaming with a fierce loyalty that sent shivers down the spine of any who dared to challenge them. Silver Ecli was not just a pack - they were a family bound by a shared purpose and unbreakable bond.
Under the cover of night, they set out towards the old territory, their footsteps silent and swift as they moved as one cohesive unit. Trickster led the pack with confidence, his senses sharp and instincts honed. He could feel the tension mounting in the air as they drew closer to the border of the rival pack's territory.
As they reached the edge of the forest, Trickster signaled for his packmates to pause. Through the darkness, they could see the flickering glow of feral eyes and hear the low rumble of growls in the distance. The time for action had come.
Together, Silver Ecli descended upon their foes like a force of nature, their coordinated movements a symphony of teeth and claws in the moonlit night. Trickster's heart pounded with adrenaline as he fought side by side with his pack, each member executing their roles with precision and skill. The rival pack was taken aback by the ferocity and unity of Silver Ecli, their ranks quickly faltering under the relentless assault.
As the dust settled and the final enemy lay defeated at their feet, Trickster stood tall amidst his victorious pack. The rival wolves cowered in submission, realizing they were no match for the strength and spirit of Silver Ecli. Trickster's eyes blazed with triumph and determination as he addressed the defeated wolves.
"This territory belongs to Silver Ecli now," he declared, his voice ringing clear through the night. "But we offer you a choice - join our pack in peace and unity, or leave these lands never to return."
With a nod of acceptance, the defeated wolves slowly rose to their paws, their heads bowed in respect for Trickster and his pack. The air was thick with tension as the two packs regarded each other warily, the moon casting an ethereal glow over the clearing where the battle had taken place. Trickster's gaze was unwavering as he awaited their decision, his instincts sharp and ready to react to any sign of deception.
After a long moment of silence, the leader of the defeated pack stepped forward, his fur bristling with a mixture of defiance and submission. "We accept your offer," he growled, his voice laced with begrudging respect. "We will join Silver Ecli and abide by your leadership."
Trickster nodded in acknowledgement, a sense of satisfaction settling in his chest at the resolution of the conflict. With a flick of his tail, he signaled for his pack to welcome their new members into the fold.
The joining of the two packs marked a new chapter for Silver Ecli. The once rival wolves quickly integrated into the pack, their differences set aside in favor of the greater unity they had found under Trickster's leadership. As days turned into weeks and weeks into months, Trickster's pack flourished in their shared territory, with each member contributing their unique skills and strengths to the collective whole.
Under Trickster's guidance, the pack grew not just in numbers but in spirit, becoming a formidable force to be reckoned with in the vast expanse of the forest. Their reputation spread far and wide, whispered among the trees and carried on the wind as a testament to their strength and unity.
You step into the clearing, hearing growls and grunts from the healer's den, intrigued you pad over and peek in. The horror you see when you do look is intense. Two figures snarling and clawing at Koi, these wolves seem to have been taken over by something! Venheilm and Dark Shadow are the wolves everyone has come to know and love, so why are they like this? Mystery unfolds as you learn how to keep them controlled. Knowing you need to keep them hidden, you construct a new den in the darkness of the pack's territory, and command them to stay. Leaving this den means death for them both.
Roles:
Lead Ecli = leader
Regent = second in command
Healer = herbalist
Vanguard = scouts
Oppa = pupsitter
Jaeger = hunter
Scions = pups
Matas = adols
Archa = mentor
Sr. = senior (oldest in rank) (only able to get this at 5yr+)
Pack Law:
- All pups are named Scion until completing their training. From there, they will receive a name best fit for them as they rank up through Mata.
- All wolves in the pack, no matter rank will help provide for those in need the most. Elders, sickly, and queens are priority within the pack.
- Lead Ecli and Regent command the pack together but Lead Ecli's word is final.
- Regent must perform well or he/she may be de-ranked at the new moon. This position can be challenged at the new-moon as well.
- Lead Ecli's position may never be taken until he/she passes or retires. If any wolf tries, they will be punished and not be allowed to take on any role ever again.
- Jaegers are paw-picked by Regent and Lead Ecli. Trials are held each half-moon to become a Jaeger and any wolf may try for this position as long as they are of age. Trials of becoming a Jaeger may range, but all trials are decided by Regent and Lead Ecli.
- Oppas being the caretakers are paw-picked by the queens and approved by Lead Ecli and Regent. All Oppas must stay in and around the camp at all times unless given specific reason to leave. If not protecting a Scion, Oppas will be allowed to leave at any time and roam within the territory.
- Matas train each and every day, only given breaks if truly needed. They will complete only one lesson per day, no more. Matas will receive their names as they train up. Lead Ecli will provide their names as he/she sees progress.
- Vanguards are allowed outside pack territory, as they discover viable area to set up camps. Vanguards are only paw-picked by Lead Ecli as these wolves need to be brave and strong. Vanguard cannot be challenged but they will have Matas accompany them from time to time.
- Only one Healer is allowed within the pack. He/she may have Matas help gathering herbs, making medicines, and learning recipes. Healer is paw-picked by Lead Ecli once he/she proves worthy and has trained with the previous healer.
- Archas are allowed to roam the territory as they have the most knowledge within the pack. They are older and must be respected at all times. They will not have any other duty besides teaching the next generation with their wisdom.
- Scions are not to leave the camp without supervision. This can range from their mother to their Oppa. Every pup will be taught lessons with any Archa.
As Trickster surveyed the clearing, his mind filled with visions of a bustling pack, united under his leadership. The scent of pine needles and earth enveloped him, stirring something primal within his soul. He could already imagine the pups playing in the sunlight filtering through the dense canopy above. With a sense of purpose burning in his chest, Trickster raised his head high and let out a howl that echoed through the trees, calling out to any potential packmates in the vicinity. It was time to build his legacy in these ancient woods.
Some time passes as Trickster has started up his small pack of misfits, new pups gather around him as he teaches them the importance of being kind to pack mates.
He watched with pride as the young pups tumbled over one another, their playful yips and growls filling the clearing. Trickster had grown fond of each one of them, seeing potential in their bright eyes and wagging tails. As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows across the forest floor, Trickster gathered his pack together.
"My little ones," he began, his voice gentle but commanding, "Remember that we are strongest when we stand together. We must always protect and care for one another, for a pack is only as strong as its weakest member." The pups nodded eagerly, their faces filled with determination and loyalty. Trickster felt a swell of pride in his chest at the sight of his growing pack, bound not just by blood but by love and respect. As night fell and the stars twinkled above, Trickster lay down among his pack, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him. The forest whispered its approval, embracing them in its ancient arms.
In the quiet of the night, a rustling in the underbrush stirred Trickster from his slumber. His ears pricked up as he scanned the darkness, his senses on high alert. A lone figure emerged from the shadows, limping and panting heavily. It was a young wolf, her fur matted and eyes filled with fear.
Trickster approached her slowly, sensing her vulnerability. "What has happened, young one?" he asked softly.
The wolf collapsed at his feet, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Our old territory... it's been taken over by a fierce pack," she managed to whisper between labored breaths. "They drove us out, and I... I couldn't keep up..."
Trickster's heart swelled with empathy as he listened to her story. Without hesitation, he turned to his pack. "We must help our fellow wolf in need," he declared, his voice firm and resolute.
This was the time for his pack, Silver Ecli to rise and fight. With a chorus of determined howls, Trickster's pack echoed his call to action. The wolves gathered around their leader, their eyes gleaming with a fierce loyalty that sent shivers down the spine of any who dared to challenge them. Silver Ecli was not just a pack - they were a family bound by a shared purpose and unbreakable bond.
Under the cover of night, they set out towards the old territory, their footsteps silent and swift as they moved as one cohesive unit. Trickster led the pack with confidence, his senses sharp and instincts honed. He could feel the tension mounting in the air as they drew closer to the border of the rival pack's territory.
As they reached the edge of the forest, Trickster signaled for his packmates to pause. Through the darkness, they could see the flickering glow of feral eyes and hear the low rumble of growls in the distance. The time for action had come.
Together, Silver Ecli descended upon their foes like a force of nature, their coordinated movements a symphony of teeth and claws in the moonlit night. Trickster's heart pounded with adrenaline as he fought side by side with his pack, each member executing their roles with precision and skill. The rival pack was taken aback by the ferocity and unity of Silver Ecli, their ranks quickly faltering under the relentless assault.
As the dust settled and the final enemy lay defeated at their feet, Trickster stood tall amidst his victorious pack. The rival wolves cowered in submission, realizing they were no match for the strength and spirit of Silver Ecli. Trickster's eyes blazed with triumph and determination as he addressed the defeated wolves.
"This territory belongs to Silver Ecli now," he declared, his voice ringing clear through the night. "But we offer you a choice - join our pack in peace and unity, or leave these lands never to return."
With a nod of acceptance, the defeated wolves slowly rose to their paws, their heads bowed in respect for Trickster and his pack. The air was thick with tension as the two packs regarded each other warily, the moon casting an ethereal glow over the clearing where the battle had taken place. Trickster's gaze was unwavering as he awaited their decision, his instincts sharp and ready to react to any sign of deception.
After a long moment of silence, the leader of the defeated pack stepped forward, his fur bristling with a mixture of defiance and submission. "We accept your offer," he growled, his voice laced with begrudging respect. "We will join Silver Ecli and abide by your leadership."
Trickster nodded in acknowledgement, a sense of satisfaction settling in his chest at the resolution of the conflict. With a flick of his tail, he signaled for his pack to welcome their new members into the fold.
The joining of the two packs marked a new chapter for Silver Ecli. The once rival wolves quickly integrated into the pack, their differences set aside in favor of the greater unity they had found under Trickster's leadership. As days turned into weeks and weeks into months, Trickster's pack flourished in their shared territory, with each member contributing their unique skills and strengths to the collective whole.
Under Trickster's guidance, the pack grew not just in numbers but in spirit, becoming a formidable force to be reckoned with in the vast expanse of the forest. Their reputation spread far and wide, whispered among the trees and carried on the wind as a testament to their strength and unity.
You step into the clearing, hearing growls and grunts from the healer's den, intrigued you pad over and peek in. The horror you see when you do look is intense. Two figures snarling and clawing at Koi, these wolves seem to have been taken over by something! Venheilm and Dark Shadow are the wolves everyone has come to know and love, so why are they like this? Mystery unfolds as you learn how to keep them controlled. Knowing you need to keep them hidden, you construct a new den in the darkness of the pack's territory, and command them to stay. Leaving this den means death for them both.
Roles:
Lead Ecli = leader
Regent = second in command
Healer = herbalist
Vanguard = scouts
Oppa = pupsitter
Jaeger = hunter
Scions = pups
Matas = adols
Archa = mentor
Sr. = senior (oldest in rank) (only able to get this at 5yr+)
Pack Law:
- All pups are named Scion until completing their training. From there, they will receive a name best fit for them as they rank up through Mata.
- All wolves in the pack, no matter rank will help provide for those in need the most. Elders, sickly, and queens are priority within the pack.
- Lead Ecli and Regent command the pack together but Lead Ecli's word is final.
- Regent must perform well or he/she may be de-ranked at the new moon. This position can be challenged at the new-moon as well.
- Lead Ecli's position may never be taken until he/she passes or retires. If any wolf tries, they will be punished and not be allowed to take on any role ever again.
- Jaegers are paw-picked by Regent and Lead Ecli. Trials are held each half-moon to become a Jaeger and any wolf may try for this position as long as they are of age. Trials of becoming a Jaeger may range, but all trials are decided by Regent and Lead Ecli.
- Oppas being the caretakers are paw-picked by the queens and approved by Lead Ecli and Regent. All Oppas must stay in and around the camp at all times unless given specific reason to leave. If not protecting a Scion, Oppas will be allowed to leave at any time and roam within the territory.
- Matas train each and every day, only given breaks if truly needed. They will complete only one lesson per day, no more. Matas will receive their names as they train up. Lead Ecli will provide their names as he/she sees progress.
- Vanguards are allowed outside pack territory, as they discover viable area to set up camps. Vanguards are only paw-picked by Lead Ecli as these wolves need to be brave and strong. Vanguard cannot be challenged but they will have Matas accompany them from time to time.
- Only one Healer is allowed within the pack. He/she may have Matas help gathering herbs, making medicines, and learning recipes. Healer is paw-picked by Lead Ecli once he/she proves worthy and has trained with the previous healer.
- Archas are allowed to roam the territory as they have the most knowledge within the pack. They are older and must be respected at all times. They will not have any other duty besides teaching the next generation with their wisdom.
- Scions are not to leave the camp without supervision. This can range from their mother to their Oppa. Every pup will be taught lessons with any Archa.
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