Canes-Venatici

Was part of The First Hunters.

Lore

~~Personal~~

WIP

~~Pair Bond~~

While Canes-Venatic showed up to the pack before Bootes, it was still relatively close in time, only a two new moon difference. After some time, the pack finally caved and realized that they needed more wolves in their hunting group The First Hunters, thus, they both joined and began to aid the three original wolves; Birch, Crem, and Vex.

Previous to this, Canes-Venatic and Bootes had never really spoken to each other, they had no reason to. However, they both joined and filled the needed spots in the hunting party, Questers. While they originally were a bit off put with this sudden requirement of being cooperative, Canes-Venatic tried their best to make the most of it. The two-toned wolf admitted that they liked Bootes, even when they hadn't really spoken, they thought the wolf's fur was beautiful and after talking a tad, they found that they enjoyed Bootes' calm aura; the confident Canes-Venatic was sure they were cool enough to impress Bootes, and with that, they started teasing the other wolf to vale their flirting.

Eventually, Canes-Venatic's light teasing did actually win Bootes over, resulting in them spending more and more time in each other's company. Overtime, Canes-Venatic and Bootes became very close and fell in love, and though Canes-Venatic was overly confident sometimes, resulting in reckless behaviour; worrying and annoying Bootes, and Bootes was selfish when it came to sharing time with Canes-Venatic; frustrating the other at times, the two wolves would never leave each other for anything.

After some time together, Bootes started to worry Canes-Venatic. They had begun to fall silent and sullen, often staring at the nursing wolves and pupsitters. The pair had spoken about wanting to have pups, but they both knew that having their own pups was out of the question due to them both being unable to carry. Canes-Venatic didn't know what to do or say, so when they noticed Bootes in these moods, they would silently walk over and nuzzle their partner, lying next to them in an attempt to comfort. It was six new-moons of this when Bootes finally broke and explained what was going on in their mind.


"You know that I can be selfish at times, I'll admit that."

"I know, but we all have our struggles. What is the matter Bootes?"

"I…" Bootes' voice cracked as they started, before continuing they took a moment to calm down and clear their throat, "I want a pup of our own."

"Bootes, we talked about-"

"I know! I know! But…" The wolf looked at the rest of their pack, they were only a small ways away, so they could see all the other pups as they played together and hopped about, "They don't even have to be our blood, Venatic. I just want a pup to call my own, to be able to look at and think, That's my bundle of fur! You know?" There was a long pause between the two as they both stared at the buzz of their pack. Eventually Canes-Venatic sighed and nodded, their eyes misty and overcast with sadness.

"I know, Bootes. I know."

The conversation seemed to lead nowhere as the next four moons passed and nothing else on the topic was said, however, Canes-Venatic was trying their best to find a solution. There were whispers about non-carriers suddenly being able to carry overnight, and carriers suddenly not being able to do so. However, he could find nothing more but whispers, no matter how many wolves they asked. Eventually, Nebula-Shadow, their pack leader, caught wind of Canes-Venatic's questions and went to ask them what the issue was.

"Quester Canes-Venatic, I have heard murmurs of the questions you howl, I've come to ask what it is you truly seek?"

"Alpha Nebula-Shadow! I thank you for your presence!" The Quester lowered their head and flattened their ears as a show of respect.

"Quester Canes-Venatic, please, my presence is not as special as you make it, though I, as always, am flattered by the thought and return the regards." It pauses for a moment to also bow, after which they both rise again, "Ah, but back to the matter at paw. You are seeking something?"

"Well, you see Alpha Nebula-Shadow… you know that I have an Other, yes? Quester Bootes?"

"I do, yes."

"Well, they, really both of us," they pause and flatten their ears again, turning away, "we wish to have a pup of our own; but, as you may know, neither of us are carriers."

"I see, and you are wanting them to be of you and Quester Bootes' blood?" Nebula-Shadow tilted their head in curiosity.

"Not really, we just want a pup of our own, blood doesn't matter to Quester Bootes or I; but… what else is there except carrying or finding an abandoned pup in the wild?"

"Ah, a complex path with a possibly simple answer. Quester Canes-Venatic, I may know someone who could help you." The Alpha wagged his tail lightly and stood a little taller, something done when it was very happy.

"Oh? Alpha Nebula-Shadow do you really?" The Quester stood tall again and also wagged their tail, their eyes bright with hope.

"I know a kind bear that watches over pups that need a pack to call family, if blood connection is no issue, then I think this may be the answer to your problem. I can introduce you to Lillemor if you wish?"

"Yes! Alpha Nebula-Shadow I would greatly appreciate that! Thank you!"

The next light of day Canes-Venatic decided to surprise Bootes by taking them to The Enclave so that they could find a pup they would adopt.

*Continued in Bootes' Biography*