Armáda

Armáda is my first traveling wolf!
- You can add different decor
- Do not chase him!
- Please only keep him up to 3-5 rollovers
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If you need food or amusement for him, pm me!! (Klifenka #88951)
I'll recall him whenever I want :)
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Here you can write your packs name, info, or lore! But not necessary:

#89914

Armáda stumbled onto Kivi pack lands. A fellow pup was there to greet him. His name was Jesse. At some point, one of the packmembers gave him a owl Tallon necklace. It was blessed by a shaman for protection during his journeys.

After moving on from Kivi pack lands, Armáda appeared in Falling Dominos' territory. The pack's herbalist, Ayla, welcomed him while she was out foraging. Some time during his stay, he was given a Vine vesture.

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DAY FIRST

It was already three days since Armáda had wandered into these Wolfgods-forsaken lands. The winter winds were howling like vicious night beasts warning him to turn his back and run, run, run as fast as he can somewhere out of here. But there was no way back, as severe, snow-covered fjords looked exactly like one another, and soon he found himself completely lost in this eternal moonless night. Armáda shivered, even his thick fur not defending from sheer cold, his half-beast blood running frozen in his veins.

Finally, he passed out near two sharp-looking cliffs stabbing their tops into a starless sky. Was it the end of him?..



..."Welcome, Traveler", the voice says, shredding the foggy fever dream. Voice mild but booming, almost... unearthly?

Armáda blinks away the last pieces of sleepness from himself. He feels... warm? No winter winds, no hungry eyes glowing in the twilight. No twilight itself. Armáda finds himself in the biggest and most beautiful ice cave he has ever seen. He has been to the Lunar Dreamlands a couple of times and if he didn't know better - that is not the time for Them to appear! - he would have thought he somehow stumbled into the magic stardusted lands. But it was not it. After several seconds Armáda starts noticing differences: the place seemed unearthly but not unearthly enough.

The owner of the voice though...

In front of him, an elderly wolf stands, still strong and proud. Looking pretty... normal, but something in him makes furs on Armáda's back stand of end. Is it his stranglely glistening hide of sheer black, so deeply dark that it almost glows with dark-indigo hints? His eyes, piercing and lively, but most importantly, weirdly blue, almost bioluminescent? Or the inner power he emanates?

"Rise, child", the wolf smiles, "and let's go, my pack is waiting on the other side of ice tunnels. You're pretty lucky I noticed you in this darkness, you know!"

The elder noses Armáda's shoulder playfully, and starts to go away.

DAY SECOND

Armáda definitely was in the most bizarre pack he had ever seen. It was big, very big, but he had not seen any squabble, even growl, not even once. The pack was all in all - almost silent. His first thought was, maybe that's because he is a stranger? But no, wolves gladly talked to him, introduced themselves... and stared after when Armáda was walking away with Void - an elderly black wolf who apparently saved him the day before. With no malicious intent, but they stared with... curiosity.

His half beast blood was the reason, his second guess was! But the wolves around were not ordinary too? Their hides sometimes glistened like stars, and strange blue and indigo fur was noticed among them. Maybe, that's because of the ice cave they reside in? It was weirdly warm and windless but beautiful: light from huge glowing crystals was distorted from walls, creating the caleidoscope of swirling colors everywhere.

Nevertheless... though strange, all of them seemed friendly and happy to help, and Void seemingly gladly took the role of a guide to himself.

Armáda will think about it later.

DAY THIRD

Armáda woke up with a start, meeting blackish dark eyes of Lugh - a young wolf, just out of his adolescence. He wagged his tail happily and snorted, "Sorry, sorry! But the Leader is calling you! I think it's time for your departure!"

Armáda jolted to his paws, "Oh? Oh! Sure... Give me a moment, please", blinking his sleepiness away.

Lugh nodded, "I'll wait for you outside your alcove~". And almost jumped away, jolly as ever.

Armáda exhaled and yawned.

And then a thought stroke him. Who was the Leader?.. He was never ever introduced to them, and Armáda suggested they were too busy to meet a mere traveller, especially with a pack of this size to maintain.

He shivered uneasily, and finally went out...


..."Greetings to you again, young one...", Void smiled gently sitting on a nice flat icy rock in the middle of the main room of the lair, his figure vantablack amongst vivid colors of ice and hides of his pack members. All of them were there: young and old, sitting left and right to the rock, also smiling and wagging tails.

"Void!", Armáda happily yipped seeing an elderly wolf. He liked this old geezer very much, his funny and sarcastic disposition making him laugh a lot along his stay. "Lugh said, your Leader wanted to see me? But..."

"Yes", Void smiled again and stood up, "It was I, who summoned you."

"You?', Armáda stepped back, dumbfounded. Wait, it means...

"Allow me to introduce myself properly then", the elder said, almost giggling at the reaction. "My name is Candamius Void Astrallion, and I am indeed the Leader of the Thundering Heights, the pack you are now visiting."

Armáda blinked, almost horrified: his behavior near an unfamiliar Leader was...

"Do not fret, child", the black wolf laughed quietly, "I was glad to finally have some rest before my passing."

"P... Passing?", Armáda frowned, "Wha..."

"I am old, very old, young traveller", Void... no, Candamius, smiled once more, "Everyone will pass, sooner or later."

Armáda's ears drooped slightly. Yes, he knew that for sure but... Void looked so strong, his gait not slowing, eyes not dimming?

"Most likely, if you ever stumbled upon my pack again, I won't be here anymore", the alpha sighed, "but my name will open all doors for you here, remember it. You have strength in you, just still young, undeveloped, to venture this realm."

Realm?.. What?..

Before Armáda could ask, the alpha spoke again.

"I have a small gift for you!", ne nodded and a big pale brown wolf - Eacus, Armáda remembered, the herbalist - came closer. He was holding a nice basket full of herbs in his mouth. "We have gathered some of our herbs for you. They are... pretty unusual for an ordinary wolf but you will know how to use them, do not worry."

Armáda glanced at the basket, then on the herbalist wolf. Wait, was there always an ivy climbing his back legs?.. Were there horns, and feathers, and... butterflies fluttering around?

Armáda blinked. And blinked. And blinked again.

And with every blink of him, more and more wolves were changing. Glow intensified, star dust scattered, fire burned - blue, and red, and purple. Feathers and wings sprouted, ornaments glistened. And blues, and reds, and purples, and greens were swirling and swirling around him, nebulas rising, moons and suns bearing and dying...

Armáda almost drowned with his next breath but heard clearly, "Be careful, child. You have potential to become great. Just do not yet go on the adventure you can't manage. This land was too harsh for you. Gain some experience, build some strength, and you may return. And find much more than you have ever expected. Nice travelling for you, my young friend."

The last thing Armáda saw, was the black figure of Void... Also, glowing, and changing, everchanging - a crown of raven feathers, eyes luminous, bright white flowers sprouting under his paws, feathers falling...

...and lightning bolts striking and striking, in the lands of Thundering Heights.




When Armáda finally came to senses, he was laying under a thin cover of snow, exactly in the place where he fell that day, near two sharp-looking cliffs.

Was it... Was it all a dream?

He blinked feeling something... Armáda looked to the side - a basket of bright herbs attached to a nice harness, was sitting there, completely uncovered with snow.

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