Post by Beltane on Sept 15, 2009 11:31:38 GMT -5
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Beltane
Move your lips like this…
Bell-tain
I’ve roamed the earth for…
5 years
My heart follows the path of…
Light and Righteousness
My mother gave me life on this day…
May 1st, 2004
My Bloodline flows within..
Sabbat- My Father- Alpha of my birthpack- Killed
Taiaga- My Mother- Alphess of my birthpack- Killed
Litha- My sister, who’s heart was filled with hate- Killed by my fangs
Nature made me this way…
(For those of you who remember me from the original Crescent Howls site, I am changing Beltane’s appearance to a slightly more realistic one.)
My fur is as black as night. It’s silky, and long, and I keep it well maintained. My stature isn’t the biggest, but for what I lack in brute strength, I gain with my swift, agile frame. My paws are fairly large for my structure, but this makes them more useful, and powerful. My eyes are a powerful, breathtaking green. Some swear they can see them glowing faintly at night, which is pretty cool if you ask me! There are two markings below my eyes that make me fairly unique from the rest of the wolven world. Underneath each of my eyes are a lightning bolt marking, which match the color of my eyes.
Get to know me…
Most say I am an incredibly sweet wolf. I could agree, for I make friends easily, I’m always happy, unless there is reason not to be. I am not the kind of Alphess to go on a power-trip, or show my superiority when it is not needed. Though my pack does withhold ranking, I consider each and every wolf of equal importance. I also tend to be playful, sometimes resorting to my puppy-like charm and hyperness. However, I can be the strong wolf my parents raised me to be. I have learned that not all events in life can be laughed at, nor taken without severity. I will fight to the death to defend loved ones or things I believe in. Usually after something bad has happened, I tend to fall into a short-lived depression. However, I have learned to make myself bounce back, for my authority comes first. All in all, I’m pretty relaxed and well rounded, with a heart of pure gold. I will do anything to rid this graceful world of the black fog of hatred.
Time is eternal…
My history…some parts can be touchy subjects for myself, but I live life with no regrets, and nothing to hide.
I was born into one of the kindest packs you could ever imagine. My mother and father were alphas, making my sister Litha and myself pups of somewhat royalty. However, they seemed to favor me over my older sister sometimes, and I always loathed it. I could see the hurt in Litha’s eyes…and the tiny amount of hate for me that slowly grew day by day. Regaurdless of what she thought, I never wanted to be chosen for next alphess, but I was. I was helpless. Sure, I was proud of the title, but I never considered it worth it to lose the sisterhood Litha and I had shared at birth.
One dreadful night, whilst the sun covered the moon, a dark rival pack that lived borderline with us, attacked my pack and my family. I ran for cover, and watched as my beloved mother and father, friends and family were killed in their sleep. All except for Litha. They captured her, and took her away with them. I had nothing to do but leave, tears falling from my eyes during the long days, and haunting dreams filled with images of that night torturing my sleep at nightfall.
Finally, after traveling on my own for a year or so, I came across this land. I met a most amazing wolf named Aquene, who happened to be the alphess of her own path of light and hope. She was an angel to me, a mentor, and a best friend. A short amount of time passed, and she dubbed me beta fae of her pack. Not long after, I met Datyn. He asked me to be his mate, and I happily accepted. But there was a distress in this fairytale…Aquene’s sister, Sabriel. They shared a similar relationship as Myself and my own sister did. Sabriel would do anything to destroy Aquene…and she did. A huge battle broke out between our packs, as Sabriel had captured Aquene’s pup. Though we successfully brought the pup safe back home, we lost our beloved alphess to the fangs of her own, heartless sister. Now, years later, I am one of the few that remain of our pack. I assumed the position of Alphess, knowing I could properly carry out Aquene’s legacy of fighting for a better world. My mate, Datyn, left these packlands. It was a sad day for me, but things change I suppose.
Not long after this historical moment of our lands, My sister and I were reunited, but not happily. Whatever had happened to her in the years of separation had changed her completely from the wolf of slight hope she used to be. Her soul was engulfed in the darkness, and she was out for my blood. After a long fight, I had to end my own sister’s life, in order to keep mine. It was quiet possibly one of the hardest things I have ever had to do, but If I had not finished her then and there, she would not’ve rested till my body was lifeless.
Now here I am, ready to start a new chapter of my life. Ready to continue fighting on for the sake of wholesomeness. I am ready.
Beltane
Move your lips like this…
Bell-tain
I’ve roamed the earth for…
5 years
My heart follows the path of…
Light and Righteousness
My mother gave me life on this day…
May 1st, 2004
My Bloodline flows within..
Sabbat- My Father- Alpha of my birthpack- Killed
Taiaga- My Mother- Alphess of my birthpack- Killed
Litha- My sister, who’s heart was filled with hate- Killed by my fangs
Nature made me this way…
(For those of you who remember me from the original Crescent Howls site, I am changing Beltane’s appearance to a slightly more realistic one.)
My fur is as black as night. It’s silky, and long, and I keep it well maintained. My stature isn’t the biggest, but for what I lack in brute strength, I gain with my swift, agile frame. My paws are fairly large for my structure, but this makes them more useful, and powerful. My eyes are a powerful, breathtaking green. Some swear they can see them glowing faintly at night, which is pretty cool if you ask me! There are two markings below my eyes that make me fairly unique from the rest of the wolven world. Underneath each of my eyes are a lightning bolt marking, which match the color of my eyes.
Get to know me…
Most say I am an incredibly sweet wolf. I could agree, for I make friends easily, I’m always happy, unless there is reason not to be. I am not the kind of Alphess to go on a power-trip, or show my superiority when it is not needed. Though my pack does withhold ranking, I consider each and every wolf of equal importance. I also tend to be playful, sometimes resorting to my puppy-like charm and hyperness. However, I can be the strong wolf my parents raised me to be. I have learned that not all events in life can be laughed at, nor taken without severity. I will fight to the death to defend loved ones or things I believe in. Usually after something bad has happened, I tend to fall into a short-lived depression. However, I have learned to make myself bounce back, for my authority comes first. All in all, I’m pretty relaxed and well rounded, with a heart of pure gold. I will do anything to rid this graceful world of the black fog of hatred.
Time is eternal…
My history…some parts can be touchy subjects for myself, but I live life with no regrets, and nothing to hide.
I was born into one of the kindest packs you could ever imagine. My mother and father were alphas, making my sister Litha and myself pups of somewhat royalty. However, they seemed to favor me over my older sister sometimes, and I always loathed it. I could see the hurt in Litha’s eyes…and the tiny amount of hate for me that slowly grew day by day. Regaurdless of what she thought, I never wanted to be chosen for next alphess, but I was. I was helpless. Sure, I was proud of the title, but I never considered it worth it to lose the sisterhood Litha and I had shared at birth.
One dreadful night, whilst the sun covered the moon, a dark rival pack that lived borderline with us, attacked my pack and my family. I ran for cover, and watched as my beloved mother and father, friends and family were killed in their sleep. All except for Litha. They captured her, and took her away with them. I had nothing to do but leave, tears falling from my eyes during the long days, and haunting dreams filled with images of that night torturing my sleep at nightfall.
Finally, after traveling on my own for a year or so, I came across this land. I met a most amazing wolf named Aquene, who happened to be the alphess of her own path of light and hope. She was an angel to me, a mentor, and a best friend. A short amount of time passed, and she dubbed me beta fae of her pack. Not long after, I met Datyn. He asked me to be his mate, and I happily accepted. But there was a distress in this fairytale…Aquene’s sister, Sabriel. They shared a similar relationship as Myself and my own sister did. Sabriel would do anything to destroy Aquene…and she did. A huge battle broke out between our packs, as Sabriel had captured Aquene’s pup. Though we successfully brought the pup safe back home, we lost our beloved alphess to the fangs of her own, heartless sister. Now, years later, I am one of the few that remain of our pack. I assumed the position of Alphess, knowing I could properly carry out Aquene’s legacy of fighting for a better world. My mate, Datyn, left these packlands. It was a sad day for me, but things change I suppose.
Not long after this historical moment of our lands, My sister and I were reunited, but not happily. Whatever had happened to her in the years of separation had changed her completely from the wolf of slight hope she used to be. Her soul was engulfed in the darkness, and she was out for my blood. After a long fight, I had to end my own sister’s life, in order to keep mine. It was quiet possibly one of the hardest things I have ever had to do, but If I had not finished her then and there, she would not’ve rested till my body was lifeless.
Now here I am, ready to start a new chapter of my life. Ready to continue fighting on for the sake of wholesomeness. I am ready.
