Yours, Mine, and Ours [Ravenis Claiming]

Mara
Ravenis Pack

Devil

Posts: 216

OOC Name: Tril
Biography: http://anikira.com/thread/5849/mara-mixed-breed
Date of Birth: May 4th, 2015
Gender: Female
Breed: Mixed Breed
Height: 20 in
Weight: 75 lbs
Coat Color: Black, Grey, White
Eye Color: Blue
Language: 3
Violence: 3
Sexual Content: 3

Yours, Mine, and Ours [Ravenis Claiming] May 10, 2020 13:50:05 GMT -6

Post by Mara on May 10, 2020 13:50:05 GMT -6

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It was time. With not only one, but at least two of her pack females due to give birth at any time, Mara knew she could wait no longer. Though no one had contested their presence in the area, she knew that Ravenis needed to officially claim South Igneir as their own before someone decided they did not want them there. Plus, she had no intention of leaving. When the pups arrived they would be born into a world that was safe and protected by their growing pack, and Mara would make sure that her grandchildren would not be harmed in any way. Plus, Masyn had managed to get Lisanna pregnant as well. This time it had been only his scent on her throughout her heat, and she was certain the bitch had been careful to remain near the caves where she would not encounter a wandering wolf again. Mara was grateful for that, though she was also glad that Erza had returned. The half-wolf female had promise, though she had a lot of learning and growing to do as well.

Ravenis was growing, and for now they needed an official home. She would give them that, and she would defend it fiercely. She would need to communicate with Kharak - the leader of the pack that claimed The Occasus next to them - but as far as she knew the wolves of the west would likely leave them in peace. But the land directly to their west was unclaimed, and she was sure they were safe. She sighed softly for a moment as she pushed herself to her paws, not pleased that she would be doing this on her own. But she did not need a male beside her to lead, and she had proven that many times before. Where they had crumbled or left her, she stood strong and pushed forward always. Her daughters stayed at her side, and so far she had one son with her as well. But she was certain that Caelum was busy entertaining himself with his new pet at the moment.

The thought made her smirk slightly, but she brought her focus back to the task at hand rather quickly. It was time, and she could put it off no longer. Her dealings with Khalsa would come next, but for the time being she climbed her way up onto a large boulder near the caves that would soon become the home to her grandchildren. Then her nose lifted, her jaws parting and a powerful howl erupted from her. This was her home. This place belonged to Ravenis, and she would make sure that no one dared contest them. It came as no surprise to the female when a pair of feminine howls danced from the darkness of the caves behind her, and it was easy for her to recognize Lorelai and Lisanna's chorus. They were part of her pack as well, and though they were merely following suit and adding to the pack's claim obediently behind her, she was grateful that they had joined her as well. But she hoped they remained resting in the darkness, even as their howls danced and echoed off the walls of the cave and seemed to come from the entrance even stronger than they had meant to be.

In the distance, but still within the territory, she heard the call of her son. Caelum's voice had grown deeper with age, and she felt her chest swell slightly in pride as his powerful howl added to the feminine voices of his family and pack mates. He might not be standing beside her, but she knew that he was nearby and would protect the borders regardless. A call that did not sound, however, was that of her eldest daughter. Tanha was not one to typically join in with the pack festivities or rituals, and it did not surprise the small female that her daughter did not join in. But Tanha's scent was no doubt somewhere nearby, or at least would return to her soon. Though she did not know the purpose behind what the young wolf did most of the time, she still trusted her to do what was best for her pack. At least until she finally decided to leave for good. Still she sang, though, calling out to her pack and those beyond her borders to announce that this was her home and she did not intend to leave anytime soon.

(Anyone in Ravenis is welcome to join ^.^)

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Borealis
Ravenis Pack

Posts: 13
OOC Name: Susy
Biography: http://anikira.com/thread/5577/mixed-borealis
Date of Birth: May 1st, 2019
Gender: Female
Breed: Mixed Breed
Height: 31 in.
Weight: 175 lbs.
Coat Color: Black, Grey, White
Eye Color: L-Blue, R-Gold
Language: 3
Violence: 3
Sexual Content: 3

Yours, Mine, and Ours [Ravenis Claiming] May 17, 2020 11:42:53 GMT -6 Trilogy likes this

Post by Borealis on May 17, 2020 11:42:53 GMT -6

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The monochrome female had been hoping that shortly after her mother had officially given her the rank of Ferula she would be able to train with the only other Ferula of the pack, but she had found the other female was already very far along in her pregnancy and though she normally would not have worried herself too much about another’s well-being, she knew the Lorelai was her half-sister and therefore more than just a pack mate, the small pale-coated female was also blood family. Borealis rolled her eyes at her own morals… family was most important after rules and structure, and quite frankly she liked the idea of having nephews and nieces to help raise so she had decided that her own training, at least in the focused area of herbs and such, could wait until after the female had given birth and the younglings were old enough to be watched by a caretaker while she attended to training her new apprentice.

This particular day the young female had caught a fawn entirely by herself in the savannah and thinking back to the first time she had hunted with her mother, her chest swelled with pride. The fawn had even been larger than she had expected it to be when she finally brought it down and after eating her fill she realized that there was still half a fresh carcass left so after she had cleaned herself up, she decided to bring the remainder of it to the caves that she knew the 2 females that recently gave birth would be in. When she got to the mouth of the cave and brought the fawn close to both the females so that one or the other could easily get it without having to get up and go far, she walked out to see her mother climbing up on top of a large boulder near the entrance and as she started to pad in her direction, Borealis witness her mother throw her head back and part her jaws to let out a powerful howl, one that seemed to carry endlessly on the winds. As she stood in awe of her mother’s powerful voice, she heard not only the two females in the caves behind her join in, but the distant deep notes of her brother joining in the chorus as well.

With her tail wagging, the young female quickly closed the distance between herself and the boulder that Mara stood atop of and lifted her own muzzle as the energy of the moment caused adrenaline to start pumping through her veins. Her jaws parted and her own song came forth, harmonizing with the slightly lower pitched sound of her mother’s call. This was home now, they officially had their own territory… and with new lives coming into the pack in the form of pups, that fact would only be cemented that much more! Borealis could only barely keep her tail from wagging too hard with the excitement of the moment. Sure, she had always called this land home, but she had known that they held no official claim to the territory and as such it could be taken from them at any moment. But now? With the pack’s official claim she knew they would all fight tooth and claw to keep their home, and all the members of Ravenis, safe and sound. She was proud to be a part of this rather historical moment.

words; 574
tagged; Mara, Ravenis
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Masyn
Ravenis Pack

Posts: 50

OOC Name: Evie
Biography: http://anikira.com/thread/2380/belgian-tervuren-masyn
Date of Birth: May 26, 2015
Gender: Male
Height: 26 inches
Weight: 75 lbs.
Coat Color: Black, Brown
Eye Color: Chocolate brown
Language: 3
Violence: 3
Sexual Content: 3

Yours, Mine, and Ours [Ravenis Claiming] May 18, 2020 23:26:03 GMT -6

Post by Masyn on May 18, 2020 23:26:03 GMT -6

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[attr="class","pltxt"]The howl reached him as he lay partially curled around Lisanna, half-dozing as he encircled her pregnant body. The sound of it ripped him violently from his dreams, which were fleeting and quick and sometimes difficult to separate from reality, with his brain not quite alert but not quite subdued, either. His head lifted abruptly, his ears straining forward against his skull as he listened to the sound of Mara summoning them. It was not often that he was away from Lisanna as of late, knowing that at any particular moment she could give birth. But this was different, and he exchanged a glance with her as he stood, shaking the promise of sleep from his bones. He lowered his head, promising her that he would return the moment he could, and then the brute was moving, winding his way through the caverns as the howls of his mate and another femme – Lorelai, also largely pregnant – rang out behind him.

He emerged into the light, a warm breeze ruffling his downy fur as his paws carried him at a rapid trot towards the sound of the call. Somewhere to his right, another call rang forth, pledging support to their fierce little Marauder. And as Masyn’s lithe form came upon the place where Mara stood above them on a boulder, he could not help but think that she was glorious. She seemed to inspire fierce loyalty in those who followed her, himself included; his devotion to doing what was necessary for the good of her and Ravenis had never once wavered. He did not think that it ever would.

Stepping forward, the Belgian Tervuren’s narrow muzzle tilted skyward, his own howl mingling with the others, including the monochrome she-wolf who was present – another of Mara’s daughters. The sounds intertwined effortlessly, smoothly; when he’d first washed ashore Anikira, a broken, bitter housepet no longer, it had seemed strange to him to howl with the wolves. But it had long ago lost that feeling. He had changed irrevocably the moment he had been freed from the oppressive shackles of the humans and his mother, with even her scathing voice in his head having lessened and strangely halted weeks prior when Diomedes had bitten the damnable collar he’d sported from ‘round his neck. He did not think that the part of her that lingered in his brain and haunted him was gone, not fully – but there was no peep from it now, as if whatever lurked there did not dare speak up.

His muzzle lowered as his pledge quieted on his lips, and his dark eyes swept the area around them. This was their home now – safe, confined, and a place where he could raise his young in relative safety. He was glad of it; they hadn’t faced any trouble since settling here, but now there could be no others who might attempt to settle into the area as well. It belonged to Ravenis in its entirety.

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Namaah
Ravenis Pack

Posts: 60
OOC Name: Rosalina
Biography: http://anikira.com/thread/1010/namaah-kenai-grey-red-wolf
Date of Birth: November 13, 2016
Gender: Female
Breed: Mixed Breed
Height: 32"
Weight: 108 pounds
Coat Color: Gold
Eye Color: Gold
Language: 3
Violence: 3
Sexual Content: 3
Litter: http://anikira.com/thread/856/levialot-pups

Yours, Mine, and Ours [Ravenis Claiming] May 18, 2020 23:40:06 GMT -6

Post by Namaah on May 18, 2020 23:40:06 GMT -6

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Namaah had sensed a change in the air, in recent times. Like the way the very atmosphere itself seemed charged before a thunderstorm broke out, electricity crackling through the air, the golden female could sense that things had changed in South Igneir since her return. Ravenis was a growing pack, a strong pack- stronger than Elysium could hope to be under Fel's rule, at least- and Namaah had suspected that they would need to capitalize on their presence within these lands sooner rather than later, in order to ensure a safer environment for the litters that were soon to be born into the pack. Unlike her earlier years, where she might have gone to Mara about her concerns and suggested such a thing to the smaller female, Namaah had simply kept her mouth shut and gone along with whatever Mara would choose.

She knew well enough now to not question Mara's decisions, whatever they might have been. Mara was a stronger leader than Fel would ever dream of being, one with cunning and the proper amount of ambition in order to elevate Ravenis to the greatest heights it could possibly achieve, and Namaah would gladly follow her through whatever decision she made regarding the pack's future.

So it was that when she first heard Mara's call ringing out through the plains that morning, Namaah rose from her laying position within the caverns and slowly wound her way to the entrance to properly attend to the celebration, a thrum of pride rushing through her body in spite of herself. This land belonged to Ravenis, now, and with its numbers growing daily the golden female was confident enough to make the assumption that this new pack of Mara's would not go the same way that Elysium had. With such strong wolves belonging to its ranks- and the birth of new pups- its numbers would only grow, and under Mara's leadership it would prosper as well. No longer would she be a servant to the whims of males who were dullards, males who had delusions of grandeur, males who would tell her how to live her life and then say that she was not doing enough when she tried to comply with their wishes.

Ravenis was her home now. And it would remain as her home, if she had anything to say about it.

Emerging into the bright sunlight, Namaah was quick to cross over to Mara's side, dipping her head in a quiet show of respect before throwing her head back to add her own melodious howl to the mix of voices. By pledging her loyalty to the pack in such a way, she hoped to convey to Mara that she was here to stay this time around. Ravenis would grow into a pack that was respected, a pack that was feared, and she would help to elevate it to such a status. They would not be driven out of these lands now, before they were even allowed to gain a foothold on them- these territories belonged to Mara now, and Namaah would fight to the death to protect them.

tags: Mara, Borealis, Masyn
words: 518
muse: Okay
notes: Got Namaah in here, as promised!

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Last Edit: May 18, 2020 23:40:41 GMT -6 by Namaah

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Four years | Female | Kenai x Grey x Red Wolf | Ravenis Cruciatus

Killian
Ravenis Pack

Posts: 52
OOC Name: Grimm
Biography: http://anikira.com/thread/4768/kenai-dire-killian?page=1&scrollTo=17523
Date of Birth: December 29, 2014
Gender: Male
Breed: Mixed Breed
Height: 53 inches
Weight: 230 pounds
Coat Color: Black, Brown, White
Eye Color: Green
Language: 3
Violence: 3
Sexual Content: 3

Yours, Mine, and Ours [Ravenis Claiming] Jul 25, 2020 9:34:17 GMT -6

Post by Killian on Jul 25, 2020 9:34:17 GMT -6

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Life seemed to be of constant change for Killian, it had seemed. He went from leaving his natal pack, to follow his heart - which only led him to tragedy in the end. Abandoned by the one female he would walk the ends of the earth for, Killian felt completely lost. The illness that attacked his body after that, made him attack the members of his own blood. He forced his young from their homes, and even latched onto his sister. Sure, he found her the cure, but shortly after that - she disappeared. Killian had already sworn himself to Ravenis, so he could not go and search for her, leaving his new life behind. He was sure she would turn up eventually. Killian heard the call and picked himself up from the ground. Even before making his way to where his leader was, he raised his head into the sky and shared his song with the pack.

It felt great to be apart of something once again. There was no denying that, even if it had taken a substantial amount of time for it to happen once more. When he finished his call, he too made his way to where Mara had been. As he approached, he saw her small frame standing atop a rather large boulder. With her much taller than before, he could see more details of her body that he had missed when they first met. Watching her in this way was eye opening to him. Yes, he knew she was a leader before, but seeing it like this was much different. Other members of the pack were near and he was pleased to see they had assembled as well. When joined with the others, Killian resumed his howl - singing louder and deeper than he had done before.

Words | 300
Tags | Mara, Borealis, Masyn, Namaah
Notes | n/a

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