🌌Nesting Osprey🌌

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You decide to wander off for a little while, surely it wouldn't hurt to look around the clan a little? Your young eyes are bedazzled with the permanence of permafrost; the ache of everlasting frost overwhelms you in gentle blue as you ascend deeper; you realize you're headed back for the side of the seasonal camp these wolves seem to call 'the unbidden' where the more mysterious clan wolves tend to lurk. You feel as though you've intruded upon a great collection of knowledge; the very ice, compact beneath your feet speaks of emotion and history.
When you first spot his lonesome silhouette, his toes are frozen over, and he seems to be unable to move. The wolf's pelt is so grey, especially in the odd cave florescence that you cant tell what color he actually is. Wretched and skinny. Creepy, but he doesnt seem directly impending. A noteful greeting rings out over the brumal catacombs; ringing your body, like your ribcage being played as a xylophone.
"Hello there, y/w/n,"
The younger-sounding speaker is situated in the depths of the ice.
"What the fuck?" You demand nervously. "How did you know my name? and do you like need some help?"
Nesting Osprey just blinks flatly.
"You kids get more difficult every year," He whistles. "It would make me feel a little better about living forever if I could be as creepy as every wolf whispers about, you feel?"

A] That's weird, old man.

B] Wait wait I'm terrified!

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╚ Ts - One More Hour. ╗
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✶ Descended from the first clan leader, Nesting Osprey is living out his days; growing more isolated in every moment. It's incredibly lonely, living forever. No one understands him or why he was banished from the dreamlands. If you sit with him though, he never runs out of stories.✶

The immortal son of Moon Tears and Hajj, chosen mysteriously with the curse of undying by his uncle, the deity Divvadae.

Nesting Osprey was originally small with a gentle storm colored coat, however his pelt has a collection of dust from every century, and his feathered fur is nothing more then mop. He had the best of looks from his dagari father, and his mother's cunning.

He used to be a hunter and fighter; now all he does is wander the catacombs. He's certainly tried to die a few times before but it has only been very painful; never remotely successful. It's a wonder why he doesnt leave the clan, but it can be deduced down to the fact that he doesnt know where he would go.

He had a crush on the eldest daughter of Lavender Helmi and Prisma, a bold she-wolf known as New Day. They were mated before her death, and he has never loved anyone since. If you ask Nesting Osprey about it, he'll say he's too old for anyone nowadays, and he'll be waiting to see her again; if it's even possible.

⭐⭐⭐ Undying: This charma grants immortality to a wolf that has lost everyone close to them.

Leaders Opinions on Him

Moon Tears - "I've done the best I can for him, he'll find a way to keep surviving, he has his father's spirits. He and that feme-born girl would give me some beautiful grand-pups if he can ever come around to talking to her."
Celestica - "I visit him sometimes in the hopes that he has something to look forward to, you know? and he seems to like sharing his stories. Interesting guy. Kind of odd talking to someone who will outlive you."
Devourer: - "I hate him and he creeps me out."