Luka

Luka –

Sexuality – Lesbian

Mate – Sibella

Nickname – Prima

Gender – Female/Non-Binary

Role – Prima/Second

Personality - Luka tends to see the good in wolves, even when they make mistakes. She often judges with both heart and head in mind and listens to both sides of the story before coming to a verdict.

"I know I won't like it. I know it will hurt. I know I need to face it. If I must serve Death, then I must be worth something. Something not even fear can shake: Courage." 

BackStory - Luka often traveled beyond her den. She was a lone pup, with no siblings to play with she had to find alternatives. With her father being a Scout and her mother being a Hunter, they hardly ever visited. Luka found the other pups boring and soft. So, when Luka was an adolescent, she set out for more fun. At only 6 moons of age, Luka crossed into the Riparian Lands. The forest was dark and little light sifted through the trees. Luka found the new world fascinating and different. It was the adventure and surprise she wanted, so she stayed and searched her new playground.

One day, when Luka was walking along the side of a thin stream that whipped its way down the forest floor, she noticed another wolf staring at her. The wolf was tiny, like her, with a dark pelt and a back stained red. The wolf was unfamiliar, yet seemed to carry a scent so familiar, Luka almost knew the wolf's name. The wolf did not move its mouth, but the wind carried their voice "Come, follow me. Please." Luka sifted through the water and the wolf lightly stood and walked along the edge. Closer now, Luka could see the wolf in full detail. They were both adolescents and had black pelts. The other wolf had white eyes that glowed like the streak of white on their nose. "I am Death." The wolf murmured, their mouth finally moving, "But you may call me Anali." The wolf was sweet, her voice carrying a simple way. It was a female, now Luka could tell. Anali was a name Luka had heard before in the stories her Pupsitter, Muno, had told her. Anali was the God of Death, Pain, Hunting, and Mystery. Anali was neither a she nor a he, but often switched between the two. Often only seen by the Seeker or Second, Anali was the mate of Selene - the mighty Moon Mother, the one who saw all. "Why are you showing yourself to me? I am of no interest to a god. I am no Second, no strong warrior and no Devero." Anali seemed amused, rather than offended. "You may not be a Second yet, but one day, you will walk along Death's path, taking your claws and teeth to do my bidding. You will feed your Pack, just as you have wished." Anali continued to walk, having a smooth and foggy jog along the streamside. Her tail swished back and forth, and Luka padded forward to match pace. They said no more as they walked until eventually, they came to an opening. Luka sat down in front of Anali and went to turn around, but no one was there. Anali's voice hung in the air, "Do well, child of greatness. Prima you will be. When dawn strikes one's morning and adventure hits one's heart, love shall bloom, Death shall play his part. Selene will guide, Death will guard. Two will face the harsh, and Death will finish the play with one single Howl, All will lay." The sentence made Luka's hairs stand on end. Why was Death prophesizing a death and who was to die? Would it be her? Was that why Anali has shown himself? But if she was to die, then she would not be Prima as Anali had foretold. The prophecy confused her. Death was not so easy to understand, but she was certain someone was going to die. Luka played in the opening, pondering what Death had said. She went home and came back, day after day, but not once did Anali come back. They kept themselves hidden like a bird does when it hears a predator coming. Luka forgot about the prophecy eventually. She went back to exploring and playing in the opening. Enjoying the peace and adventure it gave her.

She was playing in the clearing where Anali had once led her when another wolf came into her line of sight. The wolf was caramel, with many black and white markings. Luka tilted her head, "Friendly?" The female nodded. The two played, and the wolf turned out to be a regular wolf from the near Pack - the Trigalons. Her name was Sibella. Luka was weirdly drawn to Sibella and found her fascinating. There wasn't anything rare about her, but she was beautiful. One day, Luka asked Sibella to come with her to Luka's pack - the Lunaris Night Pack. Far away in the Mountains, away from where Sibella lived. Sibella agreed. The two went back and Luka introduced her to the Alpha, Denver - a wolf Luka had grown up with. They both were going to be Hunters, and when the time came, they both joined the same Hunting Party. Luka no longer felt the need to leave her pack in search of something new. That new thing was right in her home, right by her side.

But life didn't always stay easy. It hardly ever did. Only a year after Sibella had joined the Pack, Denver became ill. The Herbalist said it was nothing he could cure, and that the illnesses would not leave. Denver was strong, and when the time came, he howled his successor's name like nothing was wrong. His last howl was beautiful, like him. Everyone was shocked when Sibella was howled the new Alpha. Everyone but Luka. Luka had remembered the prophecy the day she had met Sibella and the day Denver had been announced sick. She hadn't considered it a coincidence. The prophecy made sense. And Luka had prepared for what it meant and understood things weren't always to the liking of some. She trotted up to Sibella, respectful of Selene's chosen, and liked her chin, "Mother Moon has chosen you. You are the Alpha now." Luka threw her head back and howled. Next to her, Death appeared, Howling along. He sang the song of his mate, Selene. Anali stopped and smiled, knowing Luka had figured it out, "Proud you make me. Now proud you will be." And gone he was. Luka saw them many times after the ceremony. Usually before the death of a Pack Member. Together, Sibella and Luka lead the Lunaris Night Pack to glory.

Starting Stats - (I should really keep track of this, huh?) 219?

Ending Stats - (SHES NOT DEAD YET) TBD