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PostSubject: Lost and Found- Lyonitus Lost and Found- Lyonitus Icon_minitimeAugust 3rd 2015, 16:22

Name: Lyonitus

Gender: Male

Age: 8 years

Pack: Erenyx

Rank Requested: Elder

Appearance:
Standing at 91 cm from paw to shoulder, he is a size able wolf. He weighs 130 lbs. Since he has the mixed genes of a Timber wolf (from his father) and Eurasian wolf (from his mother), he shares the coat thickness of Timber wolves, and his coloring mimics a Eurasian. Different from his siblings, he has heterochromia. His left eye is a silver-brown blend and his right eye mimics the color of his father's. His body is lined with muscles, thick and strong. His coat is long and thick, allowing him to be protected from the harsh winters all year long, if they stayed that way. His paws are large, and heavy, leaving thick imprints in the snow as he walks through it. His tail is of average length, and very thick. When he walks, he walks with conviction in each step. He has a purpose for where he goes.



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History:
This wolf's journey begins in the womb. His mother was a beautiful fae, prized by many of the wolves in the pack, coveted and fought over. Many wolves lost fur, blood, and flesh to be with her, to breed her heritage. But only one wolf caught her eye. His name was Vladimir. He was the Beta's first born son and best fighter in the litter. The fae watched their practices, their fighting. She enjoyed every bit of it, watching the excitement of it all. But the male was shy, which was unique for his family. The Beta's young were all feisty, ready to take what was theirs, to kill before asking, and to act as they ran the pack. The fae was the daughter of the Alpha, and her father wished for her to breed and become mates with Vladimir's younger brother, Mordan. Mordan was a great fighter and he was stunning. His coat was not black as night, but a more russet color like his mother before him. Vladimir had an onyx coat. In the dark of night, he would be almost invisible to the eye.

When mating season had come, the fae fought off many males by herself. Vladimir was still very shy, afraid to approach her. It was not until she came to him within the dead of night. She crawled into his chamber, allowing him to have her completely. Weeks passed and the great Alpha of the pack grew ill. Other members of the pack started to die off and so the Beta male became Alpha male. With his first decree, the wolves were forced to move from their lands, in search of something better, running form this illness that was taking lives left and right. When they finally found a suitable home, they made camp. Only now Vladimir was very close and protective of his fae. He was honored and given the rank of Beta, told he would be next rule. Eventually the fae gave birth to four pups.. One of them was the unique eyed Lyonitus.

As he and his brothers grew they competed for the title of their father’s. They trained hard and long in order to prove their worth of leading the pack that they were born into. But as a year or so went by, some grew stronger and larger than some of the other brutes. None of them however were puny compared to the others. Each was very sizeable wolves and powerful opponents, valuable members to the pack, Alpha or not. And by the end of their father’s lifetime, the now adult males were to find who would take over. To his dismay it was not he, and disappointing was the only word that Lyonitus could describe loosing the competition as. Instead the Ranking was given to his brother Teren, a powerful looking brute with green eyes and a dark black pelt with hints of grey. Not only that, but his personality had shown that he would be a great leader for their home. And as long as his brother stood, the bi-color-eyed wolf would stand by his side.

When Vladimir took his final breath, sadness was washed over the wolves that had respected and followed him. A ceremony was held in his honor as they all bid him farewell. And it was then when his brother had found the love of his life. He had courted her for months and as Lyonitus watched them together, he knew what his brother had been true. And it very might have been exactly what he wanted, but none of the females here seemed interesting to him. So he stayed behind the scenes, working hard as he always did, and supporting his brothers in their actions. But that was until he picked up on trouble arising.

When the first litter of Teren and his bride’s pups were born, there were no males. They were all she-wolves, a gender that was not supposed to be able to succeed their fathers. So in their customs, Teren’s anger and frustration were understood by some of the pack members. However, he was unable to see how the occurrence of his daughters was out of the fae that he had given his seed too control. And as the next winter and spring seasons rolled around the pair had prayed to be blessed with a son. But their pleas were left unanswered as two more vixens came along, and that forced his Alpha of a brother into a state of rage.

This was when things became chaotic. The Alphess was forced to live away from her mate. A separate den and different quarters, it was strange. Of course, Teren still loved her, or somewhat did. Anyone with working eyes could have seen. Well, everyone except for the bitch who changed the pack’s life. Another winter rolled around and Teren whom was willing to try yet again went to find his beloved mounted by another. Out of rage and heartbreak the now cold brute had murdered them both. The noise had alerted the pack and although they wished to help the owners of the screams, none dared defy their Alpha. Lyonidus himself had stayed away, but the blood that was on the brute’s chest when he addressed the pack explained what had happened enough. And after that moment everything changed. Female screams and cries filled the area as their male pack-mates killed them. Their blood painting the ground crimson and leaving the mixed brown brute’s fur matted, red, and sticky. As he licked the blood of his jaws he did not find it appealing in taste. But he had enjoyed the thrill of the kill.

Their terrorization didn’t end there. No, they stole, pillaged, and raped many other she-wolves. First Teren would get his rounds, and the rest would follow. As they bore more children so the pack could survive they were killed, the same routine over and over again. Lyonitus had done plenty of raids before, escorted and chose the unfortunate vixens as well. They always found him a bit more comforting than the others, and often asked him of his thoughts of the situation. Truth was he didn’t mind the killing or the taking. But he did feel empathy for the young maidens for they would never know the beauty of true love. But the thing was to the brutes was that it didn’t exist. Or at least to him, it did not. Watching his brother rise and fall was proof enough that nothing gold can stay. So he never flirted with them. But what he did do was talk, make it seem less bad than it was, then be the last to mount them before they were done with.

However, one night things didn’t go as planned. As he was attending on another raid, disaster struck. It was just before the winter season and in the dead of night too, no wolf was making a sound. They moved quickly and silently, the sooner they get their supplies the better things at home would be. That was told to everyone so they wouldn’t complain or think too much about what they were doing to realize how wrong it was. But as they were nearly three quarters of the way there they came across a fast moving river with churning currents. The only way to cross was over a rather unstable log that rested about a foot above the water line. Being the largest he went last, letting the more nimble wolves cross before he himself did. But when he reached the halfway point of the crossing, the branch gave way. Only a split second was given for him to take a gulp of air before he disappeared beneath the waves. The shouts of his pack-mates fading to nothing with the sound of water roaring in his ears as rocks beat up his sides until he was able to resurface, his lungs gasping for air. There was no way out of the water, and it took a lot of effort to keep his head out of the river. He knew nothing around him as the stream carried him on, slowly coming to a peaceful drift. And that was when he swam to shore, his legs collapsing as soon as he came in contact of the dry dirt of the bank. His eyes shutting on their own accord in exhaustion as his chest and stomach heaved with each heavy breath he drew and exhaled.

When he woke, the sun was shining and his pelt dry. He was in the middle of nowhere and the only way he could find his way home was to follow the river upstream. But what would his brothers think? His pack-mates? He might as well be a failure in their eyes now. He had failed a task that he had carried out many times before, why did that happen now? Those that had been on the raid with him most likely reported him as dead. He did not know exactly how things would turn out, but what Lyonidus did know was that he was not going to return. If he found his brothers again somewhere else, so be it. But he wouldn’t go looking for them, not now anyway. And so he lifted himself onto his feet, and food being the thing he needed the most, set out to go find a meal.

For years he wandered around. Never settling down, but occasionally travelling with other groups. He never told them of his past, just said it was terrible and he did not want to talk about it. Which was honest, in most wolves’ eyes it was a traumatizing thing. And there were many benefits to travelling with others. But his jaws never remained clean. They grasped many lives as he wandered around, and for various reasons, just and unjust. He never raped again however, there was no appeal in it to him anymore. He wasn’t desperate to pass on his genes, nor was he just going to do it to create numbers. So he simply did not do it and stuck to killing. And that was how it went. Uneventful, yes, but he also learned things he wouldn’t have had he stayed home. He learned how to read people, how to tell a lie from the truth. And that was very valuable to him, honesty that is. He always saw it as a prime trait in himself and has never told a lie, and the day that he does will be the day he dies. So when he came across others and they exchanged rumors and stories as they walked he learned things from the outside world. How large packs were both rising and falling. But there was one story that stood out to him; a tyrant of a leader had taken over another pack. He had once seemed fair and just but as time went on he became more harsh and cruel. It interested him, and it sounded a bit like how his brother became. Good to bad, only this one went from bad to worse.

Wanting to check it out for himself, he asked the informant in which direction he could head in order to figure out more. If it happened to be Teren he had a strong feeling that at least one of his other brothers would be there. But he couldn’t be sure. So then he changed direction and set foot out to head to the lands of Age, to find out more about this Alpha who ruled the pack of Erenyx.


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His large tan paw came crashing down atop the other brute’s head. He had him pinned before him, just as he wanted it. The puny little mutt was whimpering, squirming beneath him. But his cries were muffled as his jaws were pressed into the ground. The prey had run straight into him, his head looking over his shoulder as if to make sure that the beast was not following. The idiot thought he could get away with his lies and after he had refused to complete his end of the deal. He was very, very wrong however. As a matter of fact, his punishment would be twice as harsh as it would have been if he decided to stay put and confess. But now he had just made it harder for himself, which means more fun for the beast. A low sinister chuckle came from the depths of Lyonidus’ jaws, his slowly yellowing teeth gleaming in the sunlight. “You thought you got away, didn’t you? Running will do you no good when you’re going in the wrong direction. Consider that a lesson from me, a free one.” He removed his massive paw from the dark, almost black, brown male’s head, allowing him to breath as the large male walked around him in a circle. His head moved with his eyes as they scanned him up and down, trying to decide what to do with him. He was not worth killing, no this occasion was too petty for that. But a few good injuries that would leave terrible scars wouldn’t be so bad either. “What to do with you? What to do… I could remove an ear, an eye, or maybe perhaps your tail? I can’t decide, what do you think I should do? It is after all, your body.” He silenced his voice, his ears perked and his eyes telling that he wanted an answer. But he got none, just stuttered words that sounded along the lines of, “’I couldn’t do it!’” or some lousy excuse like that. The large lighter brown pelted male just snarled in response, his jaws snapping at the brute’s face. It was a lie, what the brute had said was a lie. He could have done it, it wasn’t even a hard task to do. But he had held it off until it was a moment that wouldn’t have worked. It was his own fault in not doing what he needed to do at the specific timing, not because the situation was difficult. There had been quite a few… messy situations in the group that he had been travelling with for a few weeks. A few members reported dead, and appearing to have been eaten. Most of them, if not all, were female as well. Lyonidus and the runaway of a wolf here had made a deal: He himself you have found whom or what was responsible, and then the darker pelted rouge would have done the dirty work and disposed of him. But he hadn’t done that. The Alpha’s son had done his part of the deal, and now the other was backing out. “All my hard work for nothing… It wasn’t even that hard all you had to do was kill him. Then you and the rest of your gang could have been happy and we wouldn’t be in this situation.” His voice was a low growl as he came to a stop near the other male’s rear, an amused smirk coming across his features. “Since you decided to run, rather than do you end of the bargain or coming to me and speaking honestly about it, I think I will start with the tail.” Opening his jaws he clamped down hard on the middle of the runner’s tail, his head lashing violently to the right, away from his rear. A loud sharp cry of pain was sounded and then movement came from the opposing party. His movements made it worse, only aiding in ripping off most of his banner. He’d let him go after this, no need to keep him here anymore. With a few last harsh tugs and thrashes, the limp detached a little more than halfway up from where the tip of his tail would be. Dropping the punishment onto the dusty ground he watched as the poor thing scrambled away. Rather awkwardly as well to add on the picture of it. He chuckled softly and harshly murmured, “I sure do hope you learned your lesson, brute.”

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