Aria

[Jam]

aria of glyn

the character

name: aria
age: three years
gender: female
pack: glyn
rank: alphess
appearance:

breed, gray wolf
eyes, azure
pelt, typical gray wolf pelt; lighter on the underside, deepens to gray on top with tips painted black
height, thirty-two inches
weight, one hundred and two pounds
other, none

personality:

"i have never taken anything that has been given to me for granted, nor do i flaunt anything extravagant that i have been given. yes, i was born to two extremely capable leaders of a pack with a long history, and my lineage is something of regal esteem. but my parents exuded the qualities of good-natured, down-to-earth wolves, qualities they instilled in me. it is that that i focus upon, not my pedigree.

this has left me to be a rather humble and modest wolf. all wolves are equal in my eyes and thus deserve the same respect if they choose to have it. their actions and choices are things that i cannot control, and if they are wicked, they know what kind of respect they'll get--or lack thereof. but i do hold a belief that there is good within every wolf. they can choose to channel that good or not.

it would be said that females are naturally maternal, but i have tapped into that side of me very much so as a late, and that is why it has enhanced me in my position as alphess. an alphess is a mother not just to her own pups but to her pack. it is my duty to my pack to keep them safe and well, and i will never lax in that duty.

loyalty goes without saying, for you will feel my loyalty to you like a string attached to both of us. this is said not just as an alphess but as myself. my brethren, blood and not so, have gotten me through much in my life. if my loyalty is how i can repay them, then so be it."

history:

"the lux tribe had always remained in the same place for ages. never had they moved out of their rather modest territory. my father, yuuta, had been passed down leadership after difficult times. while my grandparents had patience unmatched by any i have ever known, there time was limited as to when to produce children. they'd tried previously, by the pups had not managed to survive, whether right at birth or later in life. after their first few litters, the weather conditions in our mountain-base home became severe, forcing great numbers of our prey to seek better climates. troubled as things were, my grandparents tried at the best-of-the-worst time. my father would be the only survivor, with even his own mother perishing just as he reached the age of a yearling.

things seemed to pick up in the year following. storms that had been raging for many moons began to calm, and food sources were returning. my grandfather was no longer as young as he used to be, and after only two years of life, my father was leader. he had chosen pandora, my mother, as his faithful mate, and together they rekindled the spirit of the pack. elders were vary of "youngsters" in a high leadership position, but my father chose his advisers well and made wise decisions even on his own, gaining the trusts of all.

not long after, i was given life. a litter of eight was considered a miracle after the times everyone had faced not long previous, but we beat the odds and all of us lived. by now the group was small and close; many lives had been lost due to weather and starvation. we were not named until we had been presented to the whole pack. my mother, a wolf of great kindness, took suggestions from those of the pack for names, perhaps even the names of the loved ones they had lost. many were taken aback by such a suggestion, though it was not unusual to my mother--in the pack she had come from, this was something that was done after tragedy. an older wolfess, a mother herself, came to suggest my name--there was something even in the tiny, high-pitched bark that i could only manage to give at the time that reminded her of her daughter instantly, who had had a magnificent voice. "aria," she said immediately, a light in her eyes that had long since been extinguished. no one disagreed, and i believe that her daughter's spirit had filled me, for tears always came to her eyes when she heard my voice. she was like the grandmother i had never known.

my siblings and i lived a life of bliss in this close-knit community filled with love and protection--our names now tied us to wolves unrelated, and they made sure to keep us out of harm. hasan showed the great qualities of an alpha, and there were no worries that he would fall to ill-health, nor even that there would not be an heir, what with seven others. being the youngest and a female, i decided to set off on my own. though i loved my home and all those who dwelled within it, there was a certain fire inside of me i just couldn't quench. even if i was to return back and then remain for the rest of my days, i needed to see what else was out there. with well wishes from all my loved ones, i set off on my own.

but when i did return, nothing was as i left it."

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"well look at the pretty girly," a voice almost hissed into the night.

aria turned around suddenly, finding a raged wolf she had never known. yet, when she looked deep into his eyes, she did know him.

"hasan?" aria asked breathlessly, her eyes wide and alight with horror.

"oh yes, little aria, it's me," hasan said with an evil laugh in his voice, foam dripping out of his mouth.

before the truth had sunk in, hasan leapt right at her neck. the attack missed by inches, but aria felt the hot, stinking breath upon her neck. something was wrong, horribly wrong, but she didn't know what. having not the courage to fight her own brother in what appeared to be delirium, she ran deeper into her home terrain. he followed her, closely at first, but soon he fell behind. she wouldn't see him again.

the damage was done even before she had arrived. the forest floor was littered with dead bodies. some were newly passed and the foam at the corners of their mouth was still bubbling. the smell of it made her sick and dizzy, she was careful to watch her step. her stomach dropped to the center of the earth; there, laying together, were both her mother and the wolf who had given her her name, whom had become like a grandmother to her. her heart was racing now as she cautiously lowered her maw nearer to them, tears rimming her eyes now.

"don't you dare touch them!" yelled a male voice nearby, and for a moment she thought her brother had come once again. this voice was deeper, but the growl that followed it she recognized from childhood, a growl that had been stern in protecting her. "step back!"

"dad? dad, it's me, it's aria!" she called back as he came closer but like her brother he didn't recognize her.

"st-step back!" yuuta warned once again, going to attack her but falling short, his legs failing him. foam was coming out of both sides of his mouth, and his eyes were glazed over. aria did not let the tears come as her heart sank, racing faster in her fear. would her own father attack her?

his time was numbered, it was obvious; the alpha, the only last survivor of his pack, giving his last few ragged breaths of life. the eyes turned suddenly to their normal shade of orange-yellow, the love for his daughter that had always been there coming back. they set upon aria, and her fear twisted along a slight strand of hope.

"sing a song for me, oh daughter of mine." the eyelids closed, the head in which they were held within sinking to meet earth.

not about to deny her father his final wish, aria threw back her head, releasing a song into the night. it was a song of love, of life, of struggle, of death, of mourning...

the only comfort aria had was that her father looked peaceful, tortured no more by the disease.

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"and so i ran. i don't know for how long, i just know for how far. my paws carried me all the way to glyn, and i have lived there for over a year now. my time there has brought me to the rank of alphess, alongside my beloved, aphelion. together we have created a new family, both of friends and our own flesh and blood, our two daughters akante and asha. i treasure them all beyond words could even express, and i am grateful every day for them."

lineage:
birthpack: lux tribe

sire, yuuta
dam, pandora
siblings,

hasan, brother
cleo, sister
naomi, sister
ronen, brother
iago, brother
azrael, brother
beatrix, sister
(hasan's death is confirmed;
all others are supposed.)

mate, aphelion
whelps,

asha of glyn
akante of glyn

the roleplayer

ooc name: jam
age: eighteen
gender: female
roleplay level: literate