Bidziil

Rules for My Traveler-
1. Plz don't Change Name Nor His Foot note
2. try to train/ provide a role * if you don't then no worries!
3. Keep him however you wish but if can't provide or run out of room plz send him on his way
4. I will Probably Call him back once he gets about 1y or 1y and 6months of age.
Also add any decor + lore if you wish this is OPTIONAL.
Plz enjoy Him!



Start to add lore here if you wish:
pack: link 10/22/23
In the kingdom of highland Bidziil was given the role of pup duty he did not enjoy this role as he was conceited and kept to himself often although there was one pup that enjoyed their time with Bidziil even when he obviously ignored her and pushed her away yet she still followed him, that puppy was Andromeda of the dark, after a couple days Bidziil started to get more comfortable with her and eventually started offering her food scraps of his though he would always play it down as if he was full or wasn't hungry after a little while he became close with Illumi as well but then Bidziil decided the life of a pup sitter for a kingdom wasn't at all what he wanted so he set off after saying goodbye to Andromeda and Illumi. Andromeda still remembers Bidziil and how he would say he was too good and shouldn't have to be friends with a pup, now when she eats, she leaves a little scrap of all her meals as she waits for him to come back.

Pack Nuadrune 10/27/23
Addded— Purple Saxifrage and Arctic White
The stretching fields beyond the small streams and Faraoo Bidziil could hear the wild howls of the other yearlings as he traveled behind his first day guide. He barely had any time to speak with Harpalos before being sent to his guide, an older she wolf named Aouys. She had wide set cognac brown eyes and tall sandy colored ears that stood on alert as she cross over the smaller streams running between the tall of the meadowlands. She was adorned with a skull headdress that had beads, teeth, and feathers strung from above.
"Where are we going now?" Bidziil asked, Aouys turned to him her eyes glowed even in the gray skies that winter brought here. "I'm bringing you out here to meet some others who are around your age otherwise if you want we can head back and you can speak with all who are very boring if that's your wish," she accompanied this comment with a soft chuckle. She clearly liked her younger Pack mates even if they were halfwitted at times, but after all they were young.
As he neared he heard the voices of a male and a she wolf. The two crossed over a rocky spot in the place mountain flowers would usually bloom. Aouys called out, "Saoffiy, Ffjglraom! Come here," The two small shapes ahead raised their heads from a spot on the ground they both seemed to be sniffing. Bidziil marveled at their names, what a foreign but beautiful twist of the tongue. "This is a guest so treat him with extra respect and care, don't do anything stupid!" Aouys with a swift turn made her way back towards the main dens. Bidziil sniffed and examined the two closely as they did the same to him. Saoffiy stood taller than him and the she wolf with a bold golden pelt and narrow amber eyes. He wore golden bands and an amber necklace which matched with his goldenrod fur. The she wolf named Ffjglraom had pale yellow fur with light blues and subtle darker browns until it reached her limbs which looked black and not even apart of her body. Her legs were skinny but her body looked lean and muscular in a manner similar to Saoffiy in the way she held herself. "Hello I'm Ffjglraom but you can call me Snan if that's easier it means 'Skip' in our language," She bowed her head. Her voice was low pitched and breathy not matching her looks at all. "And I am Saoffiy," the male spoke his voice was smooth and clear almost like a peregrine falcon's call. Bidziil would bow back in curiosity to the two as it seemed to show respect between Pack members and outsiders. The two before even seeing you had been checking out something which they returned to quickly. A large patch of saxifrage sat between the rocks. Ffjglraom would pick some in her mouth a proudly frog the flowers at Bidziil's feet. "Go on take 'em!" She looked like a puppy, her eyes sparkled with such curiosity and warmth. Her welcoming aura prompted Bidziil to take them as to not disappoint her. Bidziil joined the two in a frolick of sorts through the grass and snow, the soil crunched below as the land grew icy by the day. He spent some time hunting with the yearlings in the cold streams, whatever small fish they could find. He then went herb hunting with the Noro (healer). He then spoke with the Carlro Oscanor who told him of their religion and Pack history. During this whole period Saoffiy seemed to had made a friend in Bidziil as the two hung out regularly after hunts.