Glóa

(Gloa, meaning to glow)
Being the daughter of the Jarl brings a lot of responsibility and eyes watching your every paw step. As a daughter, Glôa must prepare for when it's her time to adorn the title of Jarl, if she does.

It's a lot for a young she-wolf, especially when everyone expects something from you.

"Hveiti keeps telling me the Gods have yet to reveal all that's in store for me. Sometimes, I get impatient. I try to be dutiful but I'm ready to see what's in store."

Now, her mother has sent her out to learn from others so she can see what life is like from every side. Perhaps you can help teach her.

YOU CAN KEEP HER 2 DAYS MAX


DONT
-Remove her decor.
-Chase her away.
-Remove other's entries.
-Breed her.
-Rename her.
-Keep her.

DO
-Add to her bio! The more Glóa learns, the better
-Feel free to add nordic or pretty things you feel would fit!
-Add her to a role, whether it be hunting or scouting.
-Keep her fed!
-PLEASE fill out the template below!
-Give her to another person when done!
-if you send her hunting, work on strength!
-Enjoy :D


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Username: ୧⍤⃝💐 ᴍɪꜱꜱ.ᴡᴏᴏꜰ ୧⍤⃝💐
Pack: Angel Warrirors
Date Joined: 6/12/2023
Date Left: 8/12/2023
Who is Luna? = link
Incase Luna gets deleted from the game (how she looks like) = link..
Story/Lore: In the heart of the sprawling wilderness, where ancient trees touched the heavens and the whisper of the wind was the only sound, there walked a she-wolf named Glóa. She was a traveler by nature, her paws carrying her through countless forests and over countless mountains. She was no ordinary wolf, for Glóa carried within her a special gift—a deep connection with the natural world and the creatures that inhabited it. One fateful day, Glóa was drawn to the scent of pine and moss that wafted on the breeze. It led her deeper into the forest, where she stumbled upon a pack of wolves. Their fur glistened like the moonlight on fresh snow, and their eyes were the color of midnight skies. They moved in harmony with the rhythm of the wilderness, and their presence was nothing short of majestic. Over time, Glóa made her presence known to the pack, careful not to intrude on their territory. She approached them with respect and humility, using the language of the wild - growls, yips, and body postures - to communicate. The pack, sensing her non-threatening nature, allowed Glóa to draw closer. Among these wolves, one stood out to Glóa. She was a vision of grace and strength, her coat a tapestry of Belgium chocolate, her eyes like pools of liquid obsidian. Her name was Luna, a name that seemed to shimmer with the very essence of the moon. Her howl was hauntingly beautiful, as it captivated her preys souls and paralyzed them, to her advantage she was the best and the youngest hunter in the pack.
Glóa shared stories of her own pack and where she came from, regaling the wolves with tales of distant lands and exotic creatures. In return, the foregin pack taught her their ways—the art of hunting, the secrets of survival in the harsh wilderness, and the importance of family. Luna, in particular, became her closest friend, and they roamed the forest together under the silver glow of the moon, their bond growing stronger with each passing day. Glóa told her that she's the heir to her own pack and Luna promised her that when Glóa will take rule, she will become her right paw. And that she will serve her always.
But Glóa knew she was not meant to stay within this specifc pack forever. Her restless spirit yearned for the open road, and she felt the call of distant horizons. The pack who's name was never told, set her off to her new adventures with a ceremonial howl as Luna shifted her tail from one position to another trying to tell Glóa that she will miss her, but wishes her good luck in her future plans and missions.
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Username: Sköll
Pack: Crystal Ambersy
Date Joined: 12/8/23
Date Left: 12/10/23
Story/Lore: Glóa made her way to her second pack. Crossing through the dense forest, to the high mountains. The Crystal Ambersy sat on top of a large mountain. The she-wolf had never experienced the mountains before. She put her paw carefully down each step. She heard the wolves howl, in unison, and her heart pace quickened as she wanted to experience this pack. As she climbed, her paw was sliced by a sharp rock sticking out. After a few minutes of licking her wound, a she-wolf approached. Its amber eyes watched Glóa take a step back. The wolf motioned for Glóa to follow, and showed her an easier path up the mountain. They had reached the top, wolves were all about, tending to the multiple puppies who had just been born. The chocolate amber-eyed wolf, who had herbs and crystals strung to her fur. She smelled of lavender. "My name is Solaris, I'm the herbalist. let me fetch my alpha and then I'll tend to your wound." the wolf spoke very muffled as she had many different flowers between her teeth. Glóa nodded.
A monochrome wolf with vines wrapped around her approached. The wolf was very tall and muscular. She smiled down at Glóa. "Welcome, I'm Accalia. Recent promoted Alpha." The two talked for a bit, Accalia used to be a traveler when she was around Glóas age. The herbalist grabbed the hurt paw and began wrapping leaves and herbs. It stung. Solaris introduced Glóa to the other wolves. She noticed these wolves trained throughout the day. This pack was on a constant cycle of doing this. Before the sunset, the pack gathered in a circle around a large rock with bright flowers growing from the ground. It seemed to be a grave. The pack sat and watched the sunset, and placed small gifts around the grave. One of the packs' hunters, Mead, leaned towards Glóa. "We do this every new moon for the wolves who have passed. May they rest in peace." The moon rose, the pack let out howls and yips. Glóa joined.

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Username: Swirellia
Pack: Avian Talons
Date Joined: 13/12/23
Date Left: 15/12/23
Story/Lore: Glóa found herself walking behind a white she-wolf, after getting caught trying to hunt a Snowy Owl in the Avian Talons territory. Apparently, according to the white she-wolf, hunting Snowy Owls are forbidden in their territory. The she-wolf's name was Tundra Swan, daughter of the pack leader, Snow Owl. They reached the pack's camp and Glóa was sitting on the camp's clearing, waiting for Tundra Swan to call the pack leader. A moment later, Snow Owl finally appeared, perched on her back was the Snowy Owl that Glóa had tried to hunt before. "What brings you to our territory?" Snow Owl asked. Her tone was friendly and welcoming. "I'm a traveller, looking for packs to learn more about them" Glóa replied. "Oh, then would you like to stay in our pack and learn about our traditions?" Snow Owl offered. Glóa, eyes gleaming with excitement quickly agreed. "Of course! I'd like to learn about your pack. My name's Glóa". "I'm Snow Owl. Welcome to the Avian Talons pack". Snow Owl then leaped onto a rock, howling at the sky. The other wolves started to gather and sit around Glóa, surrounding her. Underneath the large rock where Snow Owl stood, sat 7 wolves. Glóa wondered why they were sitting there, and why the other pack members were bowing their heads to them. Tundra Swan stood beside Glóa and whispered, "Those are the eight pack founders, they formed the Avian Talons pack way before I was born". Glóa stared in awe of the 8 wolves standing before her, their pelts shining from the sunlight. Then, one of the wolves stood up and approached Glóa. It was a brown she-wolf, her fur had a pleasing flowery fragrant. "This is the pack herbalist, Eagle The Keen Eyed. She can locate all kinds of herbs in a second with her keen sight". Tundra Swan explained once again. Eagle shot Glóa a friendly smile, feathers in her jaws. She skillfully weaved a Jay Feather behind Glóa's ears and two more Grouse feathers on the back of her neck. "This is a tradition in our pack, all travellers are gifted feathers. So wherever you go, you can always carry the memories of your days with the Avian Talons pack". Glóa graciously accepted the pack's gift for her. Together, the pack showered her with welcoming songs of howling, so that Glóa can remember the joy she felt when the entire pack cheered for her arrival. To their delight, the Snowy Owl cheered with them, letting out a loud screeching sound. "Look at that. The Snowy Owl seems to like you. It screeches during ceremonies to bless your safe travels." Tundra Swan told her. Glóa dipped her head out of respect to the Snowy Owl, and it dipped its head in return.

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Username: Nonamewolf
Pack: Noname Pack
Date Joined: 15.12.2023
Date Left: 17.12.2023
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With the songs of the last pack still in her mind, Glóa wandered through stranger territories again. After arriving in the Taiga, she saw something in between the trees that looked like fur. Curious about the blue-ish tone the fur had, she followed it cautiously. After a while the clump of fur barked seemingly annoyed and asked her why she had been following all this time. Feeling caught - and having her sneakiness skills hurt - she mumbled about her being a traveller.
The grumpy owner of the fur was in fact a wolf. To be exact, it was Blu, a hunter of the Noname Pack that had just seperated from his group to look for something. His mood brightened up as he heard about her profession and told her to follow him.
On their way, they found what he was looking for: an accessory from the herbalist that had gone lost.
When they arrived at the den site - full with wolves, many of them with blue-ish fur and three red and purple eyes. It looked rather scary but she reminded herself that they are also wolves.
Glóa talked to the leader Delilah and was offered a short stay which she happily accepted.
She enjoyed walking through the caves, watching the crazy amount of puppies and talking to the wolves. She even met another traveller named Tokala there.
At the end of her stay, Glóa was gifted the accessory she found with Blu. She accepted it as a way to remember this lively pack, thanked them all and left for another adventure.

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