Queenling 👑

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I was uncertain at first, but now I know she's my new Lead. (Friday Nov. 5th, 2021)



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Queen is a moody, emotional, wolf who will speak her mind.
She often gets paralyzed by fear and uncertainty, and can get into a storm of rage from a single word.
Queen's biggest fear is darkness, and what it could lead her beloved pack to- the pack her adopted mother, Lilachoof, led and founded.
A cold sense of clarity comes to her that there is light and darkness, and darkness can't be right.
Another leader named Inuk taught her more about a spirit called an "Other", a restless spirit that can come to like a wolf and merge with them, leaving emotion but changes them. It can still be controlled, she has said. Although it is not completely pure.


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Sat. Nov 6th 2021)





"Queenling?" Herb-Collecter trotted towards her Beta and the Heir to the throne.
"Yes?" Queenling blinked at Herb-Collecter, black and white eyes wide with curiosity.
"Are you sure your ready to care for the pack? And don't forget those wolves Lilachoof's been helping recently."
"I'll be fine," Queenling laughed, but deep down she felt butterflies slapping her from within. "And I'll help those wolves with all I have in me, don't worry."
"I fear for you, not that other pack," Herb-Collecter says, "Oh, and Lilachoof has asked for you to come to her den."
"I will meet with our Queen immediately then," Queenling dipped her head respectfully, and then realized it was Herb-Collecter who was supposed to do that. She shrugged it off, why can't she be respectful to older wolves the same she'd been all her Apprenticeship?

"Lilachoof?" Queenling crept into the hollowed tree that served as the leader's den.
"Ah, Prettyy Pup." Lilachoof said.
"You still use my former name from the Enclave." Queenling said politely, feeling a wave of happiness that her Queen still remembered her name that served all her pup-hood.
"Yes. But I have more important stuff to speak to you about. I've been helping these wolves… they must be linked to the new herbs… how we've run into lynxes and fluffy red squirrels.
I had a… vision of part of this from a ancient peice of an amulet as well."
"Most of the pack knows about you meeting the wolves, but why tell me this now? And why me?"
"I would like you to tell them when I retire to the Spirit Wolves… walk the dreamlands every night if I do so please.
I'm not asking you to continue what I started, but K beg you… don't let them think I was taken by whatever's out there."
"I promise." Queenling whispered, meeting her leader's eyes, "I'll miss you."
"And I couldn't be more proud of you, even when your own parents didn't want you." Lilachoof took off her glowing Lunar pendant, "here," she said softly, "it's yours now."

Nov. 8th 2023
Just like Lilachoof had said.
The lynxes and fluffy red squirrels. She never mentioned the beautiful horses and strange dogs, one looking like a mop and the next having the strangest way of hunting imaginable.
Are more creatures being thrown into the forest and mountains? How long until Streamhope Territory is overrun?!
The wolves. The Chaorainn Pack. They're nice. It's strange, though. Like... they're in a time loop? Lowen is missing. That much is known. Strange trinkets as well- one was in the mountains, which was concerning to find that out while in the Taiga. The coniferous forest ended up being the most reliable for safety. Strange things happening, the dreams... Lilachoof warned about these. The wisps that lead you to the haunting spirit of a mourning mother. They recognized Lilachoof's name, said she had helped them. They thought she disappeared. Not quite.
It's strange. Everything's strange. What is going on?
The world is beautiful yet dangerous this time of moon seasons. Every few years the time twists into this again. Somethings are new from Lilachoof's experience. The Dreamlands have grown too.
Oh, Lilachoof... I miss you...
If only you had known about the cryptids too. It was terrifying. The ground split and lava poured, storms hurled across the surface, and strange creatures arrive.
And the dark moon too! Terrible snarling beasts even worse than any cryptid! Dying creatures and humanoid wood bundled together!
Poor Anniemarie. She's going to suffer through this as well, isn't she?
Well, it's not exactly suffering. She'll probably adore the squirrels.
I've chosen well with her. The young 2-year old will do well to take care of the pack through troubled and joyous times alike.


~ Nov 13th 2021 ~

She's having puppies!
The father is Tll and the pups will have gorgeous eyes; she having het eyes and father having Saucloum eyes.
Not positive on the base, since she's T1 and he's T3… but I may get lucky.


~ Nov. 25th 2023 ~
Death
Annamarie takes over for her








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Nov 23 2021

Riverbone and Streamhope.