Blue Shining

This storybook is a bit like the Warrior cat series. Only this time, we have wolves.

Basically we have four different packs

*The Druids*
-live in the forest
-excellent claws for hunting, big eyes for night vision
-medium length fur, greenish tint
-very normal temperament

*The Golgots*
-live in the mountains
-strong medium sized paws, narrow eyes to see through the snow
-long shaggy fur, usually grayish
-brute and merciless creatures

*The Mystics*
-live near the ocean or rivers
-large webbed paws for swimming, beautiful oval eyes, wise looking
-medium silky fur for water protection, bluish/silver tinted fur
-very wise, kind to all other clans

*The Dunedogs*
-live in deserts and open moor lands
-small paws used to running, narrow slanted eyes for sun protection
-short fur to cool quickly, muted earthy colors
-also very wise but believe they are superior

Ranks:
Alpha (2)
Beta (4: 2 males 2 females)
Middle Aged
Older
Pups

Every other year the wolves come together from all corners of the territory. To the North, the Golgots, the Mystics to the West, the Dunedogs to the South, and the Druids to the East. Each time there was a fight, to determine who was the superior pack. This time is different.

A half pack named Saber from the Mystic pack says that the fighting should stop here. She thinks the packs should live in peace. Her Alpha believes her, this time the meeting will be for a peace treaty.

But some don't like this. Majority of the Dunedogs hate this, they like winning and they don't want it to stop. Will a rebellion force the wolves to permanently split or will the peace treaty pull through?

Name:
Rank:
Pack:
Description/Picture:
Dame: (pack)
Sire: (pack)

Keep in mind not all of the characteristics absolutely HAVE to apply. You can have a half pack and have mixed traits. We need at least one alpha for every pack before we can get rolling. You may double but no more than two. No killing without permission and have fun!

Name: Saber
Rank: Middle Aged (Warrior)
Pack: Mystic
Description/Picture:


Dame: Mystic
Sire: Dunedog

Name: Blood Paw
Rank: Beta
Pack: Dunedogs
Description: Dark drown fur, brown eyes, and an efficient hunter
Dame: Dunedog
Sire: Golgots

Name: Soul Stone
Rank: Beta
Pack: Druids
Description: Black fur with a dark green tint, deep red eyes, and white claws.
Dame: Dunedog
Sire: Mystic

Name: Sheer Claw (Sheer for short)
Rank: Beta (Male)
Pack: Mystic
Description/Picture: http://wildspiritwolf.deviantart.com/ar ... n-67444252
Dame: Golgot
Sire: Mystic

Name: Kelito
Rank: Beta (female)
Pack: Druids
Description/Picture:
Dame: Golgot
Sire: Druid

Name: Black Fang
Rank: Beta (Male)
Pack: Mystic
Description: Jet black fur with deep, dark black eyes, with a slight red tint in his pupils. His paws are grayish-white, with a gray spot above his eyes.
Dame: Mystic
Sire: Golgot

*I'll be gone for a bit if y'all start while I'm gone please bring my girl in if possible and keep her alive, thanks*

(Alrighty, time to start! Any who hasn't joined yet, join!)

Saber stepped out into the sun. Another day. That's all she had to endure. She stretched her muscular frame out, her tongue lolling out. The cold season was always the best time to meet at Blue Shining. The last light of the day hit the glacier at the right spot and made the fights eerie. This year was different and it was all because of her.

Saber trotted the edge of the island and looked out to the main land. The Mystic Pack had built a series of jumps from one pillar of rock to another to get to their haven. The columns were crudely shaped but held up against the ocean they were placed in. ((Technically there's the mainland, a series of steps that lead to an island.)) She let out a sloppy yawn and whipped around. Black Fang and Sheer Claw came out from their caves. They greeted each other and started to talk, their heads bent low. Black Fang grinned and let out a hoarse laugh. They spotted Saber and straightened up. Saber dipped her head down to show her respect and loped away to her own den.

All the middle aged lived in a massive cave filled with hollows and indents. It echoed the dull conversations as the hunters and warriors awoke. Some Mages toyed with fire they created. Soon they all cam together to a charred indent in the middle of the cave and each threw a different colored fire with their snouts. In a harmony they howled a meeting. They wanted to discuss how they were to leave at night and take the pack to a treaty. Saber sighed and trotted over to join the others.

I'm Joining!


Name: Zern

Rank: Pup (Female)

Pack: Mystic

Description: Jet black with golden eyes, white belly and white chin with silver claws. RE-EDIT: Almost eating meat.

EDIT:



Dame: Mystic

Sire: Dunedogs

*I am in*

name: Melkin (male)

rank: alpha (mind if i claim that?)

pack: Druid

description: Light brown with streaks of white and slight hints of green. Has glowing yellow eyes, and a scarred muzzle from one rather fierce battle for the leading pack.

dame: Mystic

sire: Druid

Melkin plodded around the thick brush of the outcropping of the forest, his eyes looking warily around. His senses sharpened on the slightest movement, ready and unhesitant to strike. Still, he kept calm, despite his tense body, a natural movement in his time of hunting. This was his last time to gain a little extra energy until it was time to travel for the annual meeting.

A large hare darted out of the bushes, leaping quickly to escape the jaws of the wolf. Melkin flexed his powerful legs, and quickly leaped after it, his thick paws thudding on the mossy forest floor. The hare was quick, dodging beneath logs and low branches. Still, it was no match for the wolf. Melkin was quickly upon it, and carrying it in his jaws towards the small grove of trees where many still slept.

As he stepped into the light, a few looked up, then laid their heads back down, trying to catch the last minutes of sleep before dawn. Melkin, pleased with his kill, enjoyed a few precious bites before dropping it by the pups for a small snack. He finally sat himself down, overlooking his pack.

Name: Leona (lee-OH-nuh)
Rank: Beta (female)
Pack: Mystic
Description/Picture: long-legged with powerful quarters; long, thick grayish fur; blue eyes
Dame: Mystic
Sire: Druid

This sounds great!

Leona

I sat at the back of the cave, listening intenly to my pack mates. What would we discuss tonight, I wondered...

*Sorry it's so short; this is all I've got...*

Kelito ran swiftly through the woods her eyes searching everywhere. She had been away from her pack for long enough. Her search had come up empty and she was tired. She had been searching for a wolf that had killed one of the older wolves, and after days and days of searching the others had stopped but she continued. She had been friends with the murdered wolf. But now the call to come home was to strong to ignore. She came to a haulting stop when she got to the small grove where her part of the pack stayed, no one was there. She sniffed around, but no one had been there in a while. She quickly raced towards where the Alpha wolf stayed, when she neared she slowled down and walked quietly into the small grove, it was bigger then teh one she used to stay in though. She walked slowly to the Alpha and laid down a few feet away not looking him in the eye. It annoyed her to do so, when he wasn't much older hten her, but he was still the Alpha and she would obey the rules. The annual meeting was coming up and they would have to leave soon, but she wanted to know where her pack had disappeared to.

Zern went to a sandy spot and glanced both directions, then seeing all the wolves in the cave, she walked into the cave as the meeting about the fighting and the dunedogs was going on.

“Should we take the pups with us or should they stay behind with one adult wolf?” Black Fang asked.

“I think we should all go, including the pups.” Saber said.
Zern got bored when all the wolves started arguing about the breaks, food, hunting areas, and baby-sitting the pups. But when they started talking about how to get the dunedogs to agree to stop fighting, then she was interested.
“How about we go and fight with the dunedogs, if we win all the wolves stop fighting, and if they win all the wolves continue?” Zern suggested.

Name: Mansi
Rank: Alpha
Pack: Golgots
Description/Picture:

Dame: Druids
Sire: Golgots

Mansi stared out over the cliff, watching the sunset on the forest below. It was a cool evening and the pack had just closed their meeting to decide which of their own would go to fight for their rank. Her father had been training certain wolves in certain generations for this honor. It was noble to be given over to the alpha's for this kind of training and many wolves pleaded for their cubs to be picked. And now, they had their winner. She and two other wolves would be the ones to fight.

She laid down and began to lick her blood covered paw. The fight for her spot on the team had come at a cost. She was bruised and had a few deep gashes. However, her wounds weren't nearly as bad as the ones other wolves had now that their sons and daughters were gone. But that's the risk they took when decided to give their cub up for training and they'd have to suffer with the consequences.

A large, dark grey wolf walked up and stood beside her on the cliff.

"You have made me proud."

Mansi looked up and stared into her father's coal black eyes. "I'm proud to honor you and our pack."

Her father, Enapay, looked down at her paw. "You should go to the creek clean yourself. You don't need any infected wounds when you are fighting."

Mansi nodded and stood up, shaking out her fur. "I will father. Thank you."

She turned around began walking towards the caves that would lead to the mountain spring. As she was walking, her father's came slowly up behind her. Eventually, he was walking beside her.

"Are you ready to step up?"

Mansi looked at her father, not letting any of her nervousness show. "Yes. I am ready."

Enapay nodded. "Good. Then you will run our next meeting as our Alpha."