⦽ dreamwalker 〄

Please return to Mystiques at age 5!
Do not keep him for more than a week.

dream always had a passion for exploring. his wild imagination would often lead him to the outskirts of the pack territory, sending him into deep caves or onto high hilltops. most wolves would find his mind to be dangerous to himself and others, but for the Mystiques, it was a blessing. as he neared his final birthday as an adolescent, he approached prosper and spoke of his dreams to explore the world. the head fairy grinned, her tail lashing in excitement. "of course you may go," she said. "we need to influence the other parts of this world, and you are the perfect being for the job." dreamer felt his chest swell in pride and happiness. in his last days before his birthday, he prepared himself and made sure to get his affairs in order. who knew what he would encounter out there? he'd be the greatest adventurer that the Mystiques would ever know, he would make sure of it!

soon, he realized that his wanderlust was far too great, and he decided he would leave far sooner than he had planned. after all, he would rather leave in spring than be caught up in the brisk fall! gathering up his scarce belongings, he bid farewell to his pack, and set out on his journey, a giddy grin set on his face.

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Name: Ice Stalker Pack (Skywren #74023)
Lore: Dreamwalker came upon a pack in the mountains who welcomed him with warm greetings and friendly personalities. Most of the pack were young as they had a tendency to take in lost or abandoned pups. During his stay Dreamwalker helped watch over some of the newest pups to be brought in, telling stories and helping where he could. The pups were attentive to his stories and were sad when he had to leave. One of the older pups mentioned the packs own traveler, Arouris, who had just started her own adventure and that they hoped shed have as many cool stories to tell when she returned. As he was getting ready to leave, one of the pups he had watched over, who had just started their apprenticeship with the packs hunters gave him a squirrel to take with him. The pack big him goodbye, saying he was welcome to stop by anytime to rest on his adventure.
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Name: The Court of Howls (PiffleLovesBaseball #740)
Lore: After a first day of rest at the Court, Dreamwalker decided to explore the surroundings of the pack's territory. After a bit, he stumbled into a weird formation of mushrooms: being the curious wolf he was, he knew he had to take a closer look. The mushrooms had a very stinging smell, but were otherwise boring.
While going back to the pack, Dreamwalker noticed a couple of white butterflies flying along side him. And the weirdest thing was that they talked. They told him about a love feud among two different clans of butterflies and about some other sensational drama that he struggled to grasp. His head was spinning a bit, to be honest.
The butterflies stayed with him until he arrived at the Court and lied down for a nap, still gossiping in his ears. But when he woke up, there was no sign of them.
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Name: Daylight Sun Pack (MapleCoffee #49360)
Lore: From the second he stepped foot within Daylight Sun territory, a large raven began following him. Dreamwalker didn't know what the raven wanted until a wolf approached him. Kazuo, he'd learn her name was, told him the corvid's name was Orion and that he reminded the bird of Arche. The confusion only lasted for a second before Kazuo continued. Arche was the raven's companion who passed seasons ago. Orion missed them greatly. Dreamwalker gave his condolences, but that wasn't why Kazuo was there. The she-wolf pulled out a headpiece made of silver. Thin strips of metal chimed in the breeze. Both she and Orion wanted Dreamwalker to have it. When he put it on, he found that it fit him perfectly. Kazuo wished him good luck on his journey, and after just a second of taking his eyes off her, the wolf had vanished into thin air.
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Name: Energyclan (Kewi #19381)
Lore: When he walked into Energyclan's pack, Foxstar immediately greeted him, as she wants to greet every new person in Energyclan, even if they were not from her pack! Dreamwalker bowed, and walked through what the pack looked like, Almost a wolf caught his eye... Dusk of Dawn, Since he was a traveler, he felt like he couldn't take on a mate, as it might ruin the point of a traveler, so he kept his eyes off her, looking at the other wolves, he could tell Foxstar had a soft spot for them, Orchid'kit ran up to Dreamwalker " Hey! Who're you? and can you tell me about your adventures? " It almost felt like forever since a pup wanted to listen to his adventures, as he giggled " I'm Dreamwalker, and sure, I can tell you a bit about my adventures. " He said to the pup, as they chatted a bit about his adventures before he stopped her so that he could have some rest...
Soon... he was gone.
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Name: Moonblade
Lore: N/A
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Name: Holls(#67581)
Lore: None
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Name: ✦ Red ✦ #61857
Lore: upon entering a dense forest in the middle of the night, Dreamwalker stumbled upon a pack of wolves who seemed to be listening to their pack leader. Approaching them the leader noticed and had stopped speaking, smiling warmly at the traveler greeting them. The pack looked saddened, but the odd leader, with large fluffy wings and tiny red horns seemed content. introducing themselves as Red, he got up and dismissed the pack to chat, He explained to not worry about his pack, as they were only just hearing the news of his soon retirement. leading Dreamwalker to the resting den, they settled in and both had conversed about the adventures Dreamwalker had, laughing and smiling at the wonderful stories. A few days had passed, it was time to leave this gentle pack, leaving them with the best of wishes.
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Name: Esmée#56154
Lore: N/A
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Name: Mystiques #75908

Lore: The familiar twist of homesickness in Dreamwalker's stomach showed itself again. He wouldn't ever admit it, but he often thought back to his home in the heart of the forests, with the twinkling lights and strange mushrooms he was so accustomed to. "Surely, they wouldn't mind a little visit," he reassured himself, making his way back home. Soon, his surroundings became more and more familiar, and eventually, he was practically sprinting, heart soaring. The first wolf he saw was Omen, his old friend. She didn't see him at first, but when he called out her name, she whipped around. Gasping, she rushed towards him, jumping around and frantically licking his cheek. The smells, the memories, her smile, it was all too much. Before he knew it, tears were streaming out of his eyes.

Soon he would be back on the road. For now, though, he'd enjoy his stay.

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Name: Mack (#85112)

Lore: Ah yes. He sat off to another adventure, finding himself within the forest of Coniferous. His paws hurting at this point, traveling all throughout the night and into the early mornings. Taking breaks every now and then to catch mice or anything he could get his paws on. As he rested while the sun was starting to break through the tree line, licking at the thorns and splinters between his pads. Such an annoying thing that happened frequently, nothing at out of the ordinary. Yanking out the last of those pesky thorns, a twig breaking caught his attention his eyes perking towards the sound before his eyes darted to the thick clumps of trees and bushes. Only making out the faint figures and eyes. 'Feral wolves' he thought to himself as he rose to his sore feet. Dipping his head, making himself seem as harmless as possible.

"I bring no threat." His voice echoed through the silent forest. His eyes never break away from the figures, not letting his guard down with the possibility of threats. One of the many figures broke from their spots, exposing a dark grey wolf with cream socks that rose to his upper arms. Their white eyes narrowed at dreamwalker, teeth bared and tail held up high.

"Minktail, stand down." A voice behind the male arose before showing a blue, cream coat female. Her eyes soft and bumping her side in so called Minktail. "That is not the way to treat visitors." She snarled before walking towards dreamwalker, stopping a few steps towards him. Her tail held down, ears perked and began to sniff. Wagging her tail. "Oh you must be one of those- hmmm what are they called?"
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"Traveler wolves." Another voice broke behind the two wolves who stood before Dreamwalker. How strange. The last pair of eyes breaking through the shadows, showing what looks like an older one of the three was a honey-cream coated male. Minktail, falling back behind the shadows before disappearing within seconds. Dreamwalker stared curiously at the Minktail whom disappeared without a trace. "Ah. Minktail is grabbing our leader. SwiftWing." The female wolf said, catching the look of confusion on the traveler. Nodding his head before staring between the two strangers. "Oh yes, we haven't introduced ourselves yet. I am SwiftWillow, second-in-command and hunter of Tuft pack and this." SwiftWillow said, flicking her tail towards the male beside her before continuing. "Is Sion, one of our name scouts." She said with a delighted tone. Sion dipped his head and sat in his tracks. "Are you here to learn something? We had a she-wolf who just left the last moon. She stayed with our Herbalist and Hunters who treated her well." Sion spoke in his raspy voice.

"Yes." Dreamwalker managed to say, before dipping his head then letting out a yawn. "I have been traveling for the past two moons and sun." He admitted, how nice it was to finally speak to some sensible wolves. Traveling by yourself makes you lose some sanity. Just as the words left his mouth a slim figure broke from the shadows. Her fur was white and beige. She looked much more assertive with kind and welcoming eyes. SwiftWillow and Sion turned towards the female and dipped their heads before walking off as if it was a cue. "Hello. Dreamwalker, I am SwiftWing. The leader of tuft pack. Sorry to have you awaiting. Our Herbalist sensed you. We have a den set up just for you." The she-wolf said, stepping towards him and touching nose with dreamwalker. What a nice welcoming, the words bounced around in his head. SwiftWing turned away and started to walk off. "C'mon, make yourself at home. Our hunters are about to go hunting. You must be tired and let's get you to RedBark. He'll help with your aching paws." She spoke quickly, her tail held high as she slipped between trees. Dreamwalker followed after her. Happily obliging as his stomach was growling and was ready to be with this kind pack for the next 5 moons and 4 suns before once again setting out to have his journey to a different pack.

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