An item important to my culture. Surely you remember the viking clans? After all multiple packs sat idly by while we were being slaughtered. Thats including pups and elders.
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Ethereal wakes up shackled to a brick wall.
W-what the..
He looks to his left seeing a cat shackled beside him. The cat is bleeding out his neck and appears to be dead.
H-HELP! SOMEBODY HELP.
He sees a figure walking toward him.
p-please dont k-kill me...Description: He is a short black fox with green hair and green highlights in his tail. he wears baggy black raver pants and a biohazard Sweater. his eyes are amber.
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He whimpers.
Did i do something wrong. Why am i here? -
He sneered. Unwilling to say more upon the subject.
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He shrugs, looking over to her.
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omg what cry said! "Idgaf look at my d" i laughed soooo hard
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He scowls.
Its not a rockbrb eating
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He smiles to himself, testing the edge of his blade on his knuckle, drawing blood. He calls to you.
However I must say it would behoove you never to touch this blade again.
The last man who, "Impressed" me, found himself in the afterlife. This blade was my mothers... -
His face remains drawn into a frown. He draws a multitude of runic symbols around himself, then closes his eyes.
suddenly something bumps into his flank. He growls and opens his eyes.
What in the fu-
His face immediately softens as he looks down at a terrified pup.
Im sorry little one. Fear me not i wont harm you.
The pup squeaks.
What were you doing?
He smiles.
I was asking the gods for guidence. -
May my character be my oc? I have a good backstory to explain why hes part fox.
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Would you like to start?
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May my character be my oc?
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He stands, scenting a female.
Who is there? I will not wait to be attacked! -
The pups curiosity grew and soon a handful of young ones were listening to the tales of the gods. Some of the adult wolves were casting nervous glances at the stranger, teaching the pups the ways of a dead tradition.
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He tells the pups how a viking wolf followed the ways of honor and glory, and that there was no greater honor than dying in the thick of battle gaining the respect of their ancestors as they walked into the gates of Valhalla reveling among titans and gaining beautiful mates for the rest of eternity. A small pup who appears to be the runt of the litter speaks out.
I'll never get to Valhalla. I'm to weak.
Ralof looks to the pup.
Before my father died he taught me many things. Including a couple surefire ways to be greeted as a hero among the gods when i pass. Would all you little ones like to know them.
A couple of adult wolves listened in curious as to what this strange wolf believed. Even the lowest ranking wolves listened in hoping that they would find a better way of life. -
The ways to be excepted into the heavens are simple.
He stands, bringing his gentle gaze over to the pups and the parents.
You follow your own path see to it that no wolf makes you less than what you are. Never stray from the trail of bravery for this is where legends are born into this world. if an opponent proves themselves more powerful, you must prove yourself more skilled, or die trying. Bend to the will of no wolf but yourself. The only wolf that should be followed is a brave wolf that binds the pack together. There is no such thing as a weak wolf, even those lacking in muscle and force may be strong in mind, heart, and spirit. Finally.
His gaze halts on the alpha, cold and accusing.
To have low ranking wolves is an abomination in the eyes of odin. To force thes wolves below others curbs their potential, these wolves that are deemed worthless should be tought and nurtured to grow to powerful warriors and not other wolves slaves. -
He only laughs.
Ive dealt in the art of death too long to fear it.
He opens his arms wide and drops his dagger.
If I am no longer required than do as you say you will, and by the way i have eaten nothing, -
His mouth quickly formed a scowl.
Oh goody. Another arrogant wolf thats full of themself. I wonder what shell tell me next. -
You'd prefer that i pretend not to dislike you? What do you want?
He huffs in disgust.