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Official ruling of cause of death: died due to complications from disease
Pain: suffered minimally
Last Words spoken to: to their deceased mate (Cao) as he passes to the next life
Fear Level: visibly begging to be saved
Comforting: they were not being comforted when they finally died; this is what they wanted

˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱᐧ.˳˳Destined for greatness. ˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱᐧ.˳˳
˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱᐧ.˳˳ Closer of fates. ˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱᐧ.˳˳

˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱᐧ.˳˳βΩRΠ ΩҒ THΣ Iomene˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱᐧ.˳˳

Leading since— 2023-07-10 | Retired on—

Found by the shore cliff side of Chaeremon as a young pup. He was accepted into the pack without hesitation. Though he at times could be a handful he was charming and often got his way with words. Like a son to Phigaleia she took him under her wing and treated him just like how she treated her daughter Heliodora, teaching him all she knew. Heliodora seemed to not take kindly to her mother's attention now being even more divided between her, the pack, and now him.
Being a yearling he found himself wishing to be not just average but above others, his great strength and agility led him to becoming a scout giving him opportunities to see other packlands. With this found passion he found himself more and more fit to be leader rather than his mother he knew Heliodora was fit to take him place then his niece Axiothea, he knew he wouldn't stand a chance unless he challenged as no other leader had ever been outside of Kovdia's bloodline. He changed that but left with many little scars from the fight it was not one that Phigaleia wanted to do but she couldn't just let Harpalos win.
Though the rest of the pack accepted him as new leader Heliodora was obviously hurt worse then he imagined by the death of their mother but would no dare to step up after seeing the what she was up against. Ever since that day the gods have been ever silent and the blood which covered his legs turned tar black. No matter how much he waited in the river Phigaleia's blood stayed forever stained since that day.

Rank Explanation: Carlro are wolves that carry out ceremonial affairs for new leaders, celebrations, and for putting the dead to rest. They are even more respected than leaders.

The buzz of spirits surrounded them as a welcoming sign of the new pups that now lay snuggled to their mothers side. Osnacor leans down and licks each pup on the forehead before backing away and reciting a praise of song to the season spirits on this day, "Lo ok ah lac iyaao rorc iyaao ok oo lac aos, gloiy cgo naonnag ghmal ffmtgh rorc norciy rorc nmarlaco rj cas non rorc faooaosaraor roglariy iyaao oe gharli raro n." Then her eyes caught a flashing green light pass quick and then she knew exactly of their destined names. She touched each pup gently with her nose reciting their name over and over. "This/They who shall be [ ]".