Love. Hate. Harmony. Tragedy.
These lands have seen everything imaginable, and have lived through the harshest winters, the dryest summers, the fruitless springs, and the harvestless autumns.
Pure, clean air, rushing water, rolling hills, cool grounds as soft and colorful as a crimson sunset. Blood tinted flowers, clumps of emerald clovers, velvety soft grass to rest one's weary body upon...
Welcome to Arnasia.
Updates
We've got a scrolly!
08-05-07
I've added a new Packland, the Cobashea. That means there are two Packs left for the members to claim!
08-03-07
I've added some more things to the site, and I'm probably going to add even more places to roam and maybe a new pack. Please stay active!!
07-31-07
Well, this place was abandoned, but I'm doing my best to bring it back from the brink of death. A mod is needed, and so there will be an application in the boards.
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The brute's muzzle thrust up into the air and he growled, the vibration running down his spinal chord and tremoring through his immense black frame. He barked sharply, audits pricked for a reply, then sewn to his cranium as he heard movement ahead. He continued onwards. It was suprising how the wolf could be so silent, though his mass was of such gargantuan proportions that one may think he was not fully wolf, perhaps some bear lineage run through him...? But no, the male was just exceedingly large, though he himself could not remember his parents or pack and thus had no clue of his heritage. The brute had no terrible past, no painful memories, just that he had been alone for a long time. He wasn't unhappy about it, preferring to spend time alone rather than in the company of those he found irritating and occasionally immature. He spent no time gazing into streams and reminiscing, he had no need to do so. He had an immense dislike of whelps, and of males who challenged him. Simply because it was a pain to have to deal with being exiled from a pack for killing them. Yes, the monster was powerful, blunt, and found others extremely tedious. He had never found a female he admired, nor a male he respected. He seldom bothered even talking to others, preferring his own company. He barked again, thorns pricked forward, motionless as he awaited a repsonse.
This was Thor, blunt wolf, powerful brute. And with that sharp bark... the land was his.
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The delicate fae watched from behind the security of the thick brush as the male stepped up and claimed these lands as his own. She was amazed at how he proceeded with the process; she had never been around to witness this type of thing before, and it brought a sense of wonder to her constantly whirling mind.
Her pure iridescent coat did not help her blend in, as a matter of fact, it actually caused the femme to appear more noticable, but that was not in her mind as she crouched silently against the ground. Orbs of a delightful azure continued to gaze upon the form of the one before, and though she made barely audible sounds, she had no intention of showing herself to him. She simply wanted to watch.
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The brute's harkners twitched, but he didn't turn. The scent of another drifted to him and he growled low, frame sinking to the forest floor, hackles raised. He barked again, glancing around him before retracing his steps, optics flickered to and forth as he watched for movement in the growth around him.
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Auds fell flat against her head as the growls came forth. She did not want to anger the male, for she knew what they could do, and she wished not to be put through such an ordeal. The fae took a few moments to gather up some strength and courage, and with a few steps, she emerged from her hiding place amongst the brush.
She kept both her body and her cranium low to the ground, and her ears remained pinned flat against her head. Her tail tucked underneath her, giving him her total submission. She wanted him to know she wasn't trying to steal his land, or cause a fight; she meant absolutely no harm.
Blue eyes wandered and searched him, though she never allowed her eyes to make contact with his, for that would be a bad gesture, indeed. She waited for him to make a move, and prayed that she wouldn't be killed.
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Sensing the movement to his left, the male whipped around and snarled upon seeing the white intruder. Orbs scanned her and he blinked lazily, the snarl still etched upon his muzzle.
He approached her, cranium held high and optics wary. Seeing her lowered tail he circled her, low rumble from his curled lip still evident.
Reaching her front he nodded slowly, still wary of her. 'M'lady' came his curt greeting. 'The name is Thor, owner of these lands'
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A silent gasp escaped her, for the sudden movement was startling. She moved her eyes' focus toward his paws, and she proceeded to keep her submissive stance. "Lourdes is the name bestowed upon me..." Her response was small, but not out of fear or submission. "One is but a simple loner, and I never meant to startle Mighty Alpha Thor."
She had an odd way of speaking, but it helped make up who she was, and almost everyone in her family line spoke with an odd style.
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Her response bemused him and he smirked slightly upon her words. He paused, then answered this with a small nod. Hesitantly, he made a desperate attempt at small-talk with the fea. 'And where have you come from, Lourdes?'
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"Uh.." She hesitated a bit, for she had hoped to keep her past in... well, the past. Eyes of pure azure shifted about, trying to decide on what aspect of her life she should start with, even though it was but a simple question he had asked her. She knew he'd think she was a fighter if she told about her father, who had been the Alpha and the top warrior of her previous pack, and that would be awful, for she most definately was not like her father. Her mother, on the other hand, was elder, like her father, but unlike him, she was calm, collected, and not much of an out-there type of gal, which wasn't exactly how Lourdes was, either.
"One is from far away lands, where there is contant disputes between who owns what and how things are done...." She paused for a moment. "... it wasn't the greatest place on Earth, especially since mine father was an Alpha male."
She allowed her eyes to wander upwards, but they didn't go past his chest, for much further would put her in the danger zone.