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Emeryk
« Thread Started on Jul 9, 2007, 4:47pm »

Character: Emeryk

Gendre: Male

Time: 4

Past: Not that this would be any ones business but my own I find that perhaps if a share a few tad bits of what memories I posses then others might not try so hard to pry into something that they have no business knowing. I would rather not mention the first three years of my life but it was cruel as pack can be and after serving as a Beta (the only position I’ve ever felt I’ve needed to challenge for in my life time) I chose on my own accord to stray off on my own. I joined another stray for as all pack animals I craved companionship from time to time but he was dim and found himself caught off guard by a hunter, I need not say more as to how his story ended. I’ve grown tiered of my wonderings and require the structure of a pack once more. So that’s my story so far… or at least what you need to know from it.

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There’s no fair reason for the twists and turns in life. The ups and downs…for the sorrow we feel at the loss of another, no matter they’re rank. Life was a loosing battle; you’re born, you live a life, no mater how short or long and of course death always seemed to come in the end. Still though, the instinct to survive… it would keep once fighting such a battle until one could fight no more. And of course there was always that slim chance that you could in fact do something with one’s worthless life and make living and fighting seem worth it, perhaps there was hope for some worthless fools out there.

The wind, it brushed softly against the emerald needles in the woods like an invisible stream. With it came the scents of so many new and interesting creatures and lands. It was interesting how much one could tell from scents, where another had been, their pack, genders… with the prey it made it even easier to pick out the weakest or the youngest. Like now, the scent carried with it the mountains, forests. There were other males as well, not that it really mattered to me; I’d never been one who wanted to lead a bloody pack, beta was as close I had ever wanted to be to a leader. Far to much responsibility in my opinion.

Ashened pads shifted along the earthly trail. Ash gray tail hung lightly, mild, neither in a dominant nor a submissive manner. Hell, it wasn’t like I was entering a territory of another’s, hardly so, just wandering, padding along in a purposeful manner as though I had some place to go, of which of course I did not. Shadows dappled my silver pelt. Facials were hardened from a life of little leniency. How long had it been since I had known kindness, true kindness? Just thinking about it brought back memories of rivers of blood, torn flesh and that moment, right before death, eye’s giving a flash of desperation, then defeat before the light goes out forever. Thinking back it was a wonder I even managed to survive my first year or this past year for that matter. Cranium was given a gentle shake and my memories suppressed themselves, hiding for now.

The woodland shattered, a field of gold strewn in brown and emerald stalks, they rolled out into the inky horizon for in fact the sun was just setting. Above the tiny stars were beginning to map the heavens in light. The temperature had dropped for the crimson fire above no longer scorched the sky. Life seemed at peace, meaningless almost. I halted to watch the thin sickle moon rise, nothing more then a blemish on the darkness. Nothing more then a dusty yellow in hue. I was alone, all alone, and it wasn’t the pleasant feeling of which I had become accustom. Nasal passages quivered as once more a whiff of other wolves grasped my senses, there were some, closer then others. That is what I needed now I thought in a peculiar manner for never had I felt I needed something besides myself and the freedom to roam. With a sigh which seemed to give me strength from no where I once more stepped forward, this time with more purpose then before.

Image: None for now.

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