The Aerial Creatures
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The Silver Hunt was something that let out a more eccentric side of each wolf. They would gather their earnings and serve it their moon as the moon would give its power back.
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Welcome
Wolves of Riparian Woodland
Your paws tread lightly on the forest floor as you hear wolves in the distant howling.Unsure of who they are, you continue to enter the woodland. As you walk, you feel something warm but it wasn't something physical. It was just a feeling. You go deeper into the forest as you notice different flashes of colors sprinting by. Intimidation slowly fades in as you don't know where they are headed. Your head looks back following their quick traces left behind. That warm feeling draws you further into the woods as your pace has slowed down. You look up and then there's someone, you presume it's the alpha but it's actually the beta. She looked you up and down knowing you aren't from here. "Follow me. You are going to meet the Alpha."
Her head motions for you to follow and you do so. Her steps are gracious and her pace is quicker than other wolves that you have seen previously. The alpha spots you and stands proud and tall. You stand still as she paces around you, sniffing with skepticism. You look up at her unknowingly for what she could possibly say. "I am Mova. The alpha of The Aerial Creatures. What brings you to my land?"
HISTORY
Mova used to run the Canus Luna Pack but that was a different time and a different setting. The pack was found in the Deciduous Forest and it was just a usual pack. She stayed there for a while but grew completely drained. The area was nice and it was even comforting but it wasn't where she wanted to grow her legacy. Days of decisions turned into weeks of decisions. Her body craved the exploration that would go with uprooting. Her thoughts were completely scattered so she knew what she needed to do. After her hunting teams were sent out and her scouts were doing patrol, she went to explore. She was away for hours but she found where she wanted to move.
Sunrays had casted over the forest and she woke up with some type of motive. Once more wolves started to awake, she knew. Her entire pack had picked themselves up and started the journey. It was taxing on their bodies and their mentality but they made it work. They pushed and then pushed and then they finally got there. You can't travel without the risks of losing people. Several people had left the pack and moved on to their next but that didn't stop her. She would wish them farewell and their paws would lead them away.
The Riparian Woodland. The moment each wolf entered, they could feel something in the air. It was warm and it felt purple and golden. No one knew what this feeling was but they could feel it. This was the place that they were going to reside in. She renamed themselves: The Aerial Creatures
THE MOONGLOW ESSENCE
There were always rumors about the moon being able to control wolves. There were always other wolves saying that they were compelled by it when it reached a certain point in the cycle. All of that was true but it wasn't just a natural phenomenon. It was essentially magic and completely aerial. If you looked closely enough, there were different particles in the air. It enhanced the wolves and their own abilities. Making them faster, quieter, and stronger. There was grace in every step and intimidation in every glance.
This wasn't given. This phenomenon wasn't just handed over. It was earned. Any moon related incident, even an average full moon, needed something. It was an offering or sacrifice. Every time this occurred, Mova led her pack to the edge and casted "The Silver Hunt". They would com back with their earnings and lay them in river letting it run through.
When each wolf falls to its death, which is inevitable as far as they know. Their bodies will be dragged to the river and given to the moon. They have lost three puppies as of now and all were brought to The Glowing River.
HIERARCHY
- Alpha: Mova
The alpha has always been there since the very beginning. She was there before the move and there after the move. She was filled with the essence from the moon and made sure every offering went according to plan. Slowly and surely, her eyes would slowly become filled with moonglow. The longer you remain in power, the more the essence fills you.
- Beta: Witcher
Her stature always remained something you couldn't read. She is never to show her true emotions making her the perfect beta. Everyone knew she had her own agenda but no matter what she was loyal.
- Herbalist: Acante
Beautiful and gracious like any herb. She was an herbalist and was skilled with everything she would make or forage for. Her paws had a delicacy that no one could replicate.
- The Covert
The herbalist resided here with the youth of the pack. Her herbs were neatly stored in her area as the young would be on the opposite side. The pupsitters were strong so they would stand by the entrance making sure no one would get it.
- Parlous Talons
Unkind and serious, they would often argue amongst themselves. These wolves were oftenly and could hardly even stand each other. Their moves were more aggressive in their hunts and were always cautious around strangers.
- Harken Ears
Hearing everything around, they could catch anything. They would tune into everything around them being able to capture the prey. They never clashed with each other as they were meant for the role.
- Silencers
Quick and quiet, they were like no other wolf here. These were the scouts that would go out daily. No one could hear them and no one would know they were even around unless they made themselves known.
- The Overgrown Cove
A vacant cove made for badgers and foxes. None have been seen for a while so it slowly turned into a place for the sick. The overgrown fern served as a comfortable place to lay as the woodland creatures would heal.
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