Wheat

[Rules Post]  | Original Pack: Tellurian Druids

This wolf is wanted by the Tellurian Druids for murder and has evaded detection by stowing away in strangers' packs. He's become a traveler to escape the wrath of his former pack but he'll get caught eventually...

Lore:

Wheat's mate, Stone Webbing, and his pups, Frawn and Kyster, were taken during the culling, a vicious plague set upon his pack by their very own deity. Not being able to bear their deaths, he lost himself in his own despair. He lost his shit and killed a fellow pack member. Now he's on the run...
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[With the Sun Stealers, 7/9/21]: Wheat came across a pack whose herbalist had recently passed away. "Perfect," he thought to himself. "I can impress these yokels with some herb mumbo-jumbo to get the position. I'll make myself indispensable and have a cushy spot for life." So he approached the pack leader and humbly offered his services.

"Oh yeah?!" said a voice. Wheat turned around and found himself confronted by a young green-furred adolescent with muddy snout and paws. "I'm Lime's apprentice!" she said. (oh shit an apprentice??) "I challenge you to an herb-off! What herbs cure pox? What's the difference between an open wound and an infection? Wanna see who can find the most yarrow in an hour?"

...It didn't go well. He's on the run again. [by Lionel | added: snide expression]
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[With the Sagebrush Tribe, 7/12/21]: Found another pack to hide out with for a while, on the condition that I contribute in some manner during my stay. Easy enough, I think to myself - especially since their recently adopted pup, Azura, seems to take a liking to me right off the bat, and asks if I can be her tutor while all the new moms are busy taking care of their own litters. Maybe she feels something of a kinship with me - two strangers, newly accepted into an unfamiliar pack. Maybe she reminds me a little bit of my own lost pups, too.

Over the weeks, I teach her some of the things I know best, for better or worse: scouting, hunting, tussling, ambushing, hiding. I try not to think too much about how I've honed some of those skills in particular. Weeks turn to months, and it starts to seem like I might be off the hook...until one fateful day, when a pair of Tellurian scouts arrive at the pack borders, and explain their reasons for escorting me back home. Azura seems sad at my leaving - and I guess I am, too - but I try to smile, for her sake, and tell her to remember our trainings together. Even as my wardens approach, I don't bother trying to escape - I'm tired of running. It's time to face judgement for my actions. [by Brooke | added: scattered bones]

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[With the Tellurian Druids]

Rat, a wolf I've not seen before, and myself made our way into a territory not known to me. Looks like they've migrated again. Soon, I stood before my former pack, their eyes boring into me with curiosity. I've always wondered about that. Why were they so indifferent to acts of cruelty such as mine? At least they were consistent in their warped way of thinking. Balk approached with X-enva at his side. Two pups stood closely behind her. She glared at me with hatred in her eyes and I knew that these pups were hers and Soloman's. We talked for hours. Her listening to my plea, I'd excepted that what I'd done was unforgivable. I wouldn't ask her for it. To my surprise, she relaxed a bit when I explained this. After more discussion, it was decided that I would be welcomed back into the pack. I heard whispers of an omen... From Garmr?

Within the years Wheat served with the Tellurian, he never imagined he'd have to withstand another plague in his lifetime. He freely admits that it indeed tested his loyalty once again however, he stayed anyways. The pups of the pack needed a mentor and he could provide that for them. After the sickness had done it's damage, a wondrous thing happened. While Wheat, Scarlin, and Sweet Hurricane were on the way back from a lesson, he caught a familiar scent. It was so comforting and yet he could not name it. As the group moved on, the scent grew stronger and led back to the clearing the Druids called home. When they arrived, Wheat found himself face to face with a blue wolf, her eyes met his and and they filled with happiness. Azura. Wheat found himself more emotional than he felt he should be but nonetheless greeted her with fervor. It was amazing to see her again! A small sneeze caught his attention and he glanced behind her to see a pup with the same beautiful brown eyes as Azura. He leaned down to greet the youngling. "What might your name be, little one?" He asked gently. The pup looked at her mother and then back to Wheat. "Lazuli." He knew that he'd be teaching her about life in this pack before long. How grateful he was to have stayed now that he found himself in the company of a wolf he'd helped raise and her pup who he would end up doing for the same. Even after death, Wheat watched over the Tellurian. He visited them through the dreamlands and watched over them.