Clingdrop

The little frustration. Let the forests claw at your pelt; they will never see you fall to the bone.

She died with diarrhea. RIP


"Mayserle, a moment of your time?"
"Yes, of course. You are the Alpha, after all."
"Right. I just wanted to ask you something."
"Go on."
"Has Enbarr ever been so...stagnant? It seems as if the most exciting thing lately has only been my ascension to Alpha."
"Well, you are still recovering from Seyfert's passing. Let the other Pack members mourn too. I know how close you were with her."
"I can't be weak, Mayserle. B-Beta. I need to be strong for the rest of the Pack, so when they can finish grieving, they'll make Enbarr even stronger than it is already."
"Sey chose you. She saw your potential."
"She saw me as her daughter. And now she's gone."
"That she did. Don't hold back your tears, little one. Make her choice your strength. And know that the rest of Enbarr will, in time, be your strength also."

To You - Until My Last Breath.Coming to Enbarr at the time of unfulfilled aspirations - Seyfert was fast approaching her death, faster than she had expected with her rule - Clingdrop was found for the exact way she was named, clinging to the leader's pelt during a harsh winter on one of her signature night walks, running out at the leader from behind a cave.

"I want to return to a Pack," she said earnestly. At first, Seyfert did not understand, merely nudging at the tip of her fern-green nose. Return to a Pack? From the leaves in her fur and the wildness in her gaze, she had been alone for a little while, but perhaps she had wandered astray, belonging to a Packless mother who had told her daughter stories. Still, as Seyfert softly told her this, she shook her head.

"No, no. Not anymore," she said, before turning her head so that Seyfert could see her heterochromia, the scar against her fur. "They made me leave, see, see."

Seyfert had seen many dappled pelts, many white limbs upon white coats, but she had never seen one black, one white eye on any of the wild wolves around Enbarr's territory, nor such a scar. With the little pup's words, she was forced to admit what she did not want to - the pup had been abandoned by her prior Pack, driven out.

"Please," she said once more. A hint of pleading now fell into the once confident voice. "Please, take me in."

Seyfert didn't hesitate. "Can you walk, little one?"

"Yes."

Lowering her head, the movement much slower now she was much older, Seyfert nuzzled her right ear. "All right, then. Come with me to my Pack. Do you have a name that you'd like me to use?"

The little pup shook her head. "No. Mama left me before she gave me one. Do you want to give me one?"

With the drip of water behind them, and the grip of tiny claws in her fur, the two of them made their way home for the first time.

"Clingdrop...would that suit you?"
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items used: 1x wisp applicator, 1x rma.

Saw her while finding fodder puppies and fell in love <3