Snowfur and Slavka – A Clan Roleplay
A.N: If you don't know what a "Clan Roleplay" is, then let me explain.
Firstly, I am surprised that you don't know what a clan roleplay is, but if not then you should visit a website called .info right now! Yes now! It is a forum site for the Chronicles of Ancient Darkness series (I'm sure you know what that is!). At said forum site a popular past time is a hobby called roleplaying. Basically members of the forum create a character entirely from their imagination to be placed in Torak's world. They then take in turns to post bits of a story based around a predetermined plot. This is a roleplay which I've divided into seperate chapters just for you! ^_^
This roleplay is called Snowfur and Slovka and it was written by Kodack and Goddes of the Sea. Kodack controlled Snowfur, while Goddess of the Sea controlled Slavka.
Chapter 1
The she-wolf trotted through the forest, alone. The forest was already resting in the cape of the black night, the stars glittering up at the sky, and the pale moon rising above them. The trees were only black blurs to her, whispering their own song in the breeze, a song that Slavka couldn't understand. The winter was already gone, and the midsummer night was near, with the moon already misted with the summer haze, the early summer moon rolling over the hills, as Slavka made her way. The forest was open and almost light where she was, and a lot of the moon's pale light broke in among the trees, lighting up a beaten path, used by Man, to hunt the wild animals.
But even if she tried to make herself happy, there was one thing the alpha couldn't deny. She was alone, and she yearned for company of a fellow wolf that wasn't her pack, that was someone who could understand her, not only look up to her as a leader. With a sigh, she turned her body around, her coat glittering in the night's dim light, and barked to her second in command: Take the pack to rest in the Stone Den. The other wolf nodded and ran off, while Slavka found a large chestnut tree, whose blossoms had just fallen to the ground, making a nice resting place for the leader wolf. Slavka curled up to the tree's hard, rough bark and closed her amber eyes, drifting off into sleep.
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Snowfur yipped and ran around in delight as he stumbled across a Lingonberry bush. He ate a few berries then ran off into the nightsky with his tail wagging high in the air. He caught the scent of more wolves. Quite common in the area of the forest he was in, but he couldn't resist the temptation of exploring! Since the avalanche that killed his pack, he had come across many wolves. He tried to join a pack but was rejected and beaten severely due to being surrounded by stronger wolves around his age. He kept trotting on, carefully with his soft paws only beating the ground with the slightest noise.
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The night was beginning to fade into a new day as the leader of the rebel wolves again woke up, shaking out her thick, silvery grey coat, her amber eyes scanning the underbrush, but there was nothing. Her pack was in the stone den, the cave, probably still asleep. She wondered whose territory it was, because her pack had never claimed it for theirs.
She decided to leave her pack be, and trotted down to the stream, rippling calmly in the tight riverbed it was caught in. She lowered her head to the surface of the water, thirstily lapping up the cold liquid, her belly rippling at the water flowed in.
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Snowfur headed towards the fast-wet as the scent of a wolf grew stronger. He approached slowly then stopped behind some trees as he could see the wolf drinking at the other side of the fast-wet. He looked at her and smiled. He didn't know why he was smiling but seeing her gave him a warm feeling inside. He padded out into the open carefully and looked at her from the other side of the water.
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Slavka raised her amber eyes from the water surface when her nose caught a scent, that wasn't a wolf of her pack. She lifted her head, looking at the stranger, but not into his eye. Wolves believe that looking one in the eye could cause him to get angered, and the only thing Slavka needed was trouble on a foreign territory. The wolf looked like the usual male, except his fur was white, like the newly fallen snow. Looking at him gave her a strange feeling, but she couldn't put her paw to what the feeling had meant. She waited for him to speak, should he want to.
Snowfur looked at her ears, being polite. He then looked at her muzzle and spoke.
I caught your scent. He yipped. I could smell many wolves. A pack. He told her. Are you anything to do with this pack? He asked curiously. He put his paw in the water and the current rippled around it.
Slavka nodded slowly, flicking her ears: I am their leader, but never mind that. My name's Slavka, of the rebel pack. And if it's not too personal, might I ask who you are? She looked down at the ripple he just made, a faint smile escaping her black wolf lips. She sat down at the other end of the wet, her tail swishing left and right.
He nodded. Snowfur. He smiled. He paddled through the water and looked at Slavka. He wagged his tail and leant his front down at her to show respect.
Slavka raised her paw and briefly touched his shoulder: No, don't do that. I don't want this. I'm just a wolf, your kin. I'm nothing more than you. She bowed her head to him, as it was usual for the females to pay respect, and even though she was a leader herself, she was still a she-wolf.
Snowfur. She liked the name. And she couldn't say she didn't like the wolf too.
Snowfur raised his head and glanced at her. He sniffed her scruff and took in her wonderful scent. He then sat down and licked his soft white fur, cleaning it.
Slavka sat down on her silvery grey haunches, watching the male wolf. She was confused, he wouldn't have just sniffed her like that, they had only met a few moments ago. She wasn't sure what he had meant with that, and she just watched him with her thoughtful amber eyes.
Snowfur was beginning to like her. Can I stay with you and your pack for a while? He asked her politely wagging his tail against the ground.
Slavka nodded, a happy glint in her eye. She was somewhat happy that the male wouldn't leave yet, as she was beginning to like him in a way that seemed strange to her.
You're welcome to stay as long as you want. She bowed her head to him.
Snowfur smiled and yipped happily. I hope your pack will like me... He said anxiously. He walked off in the direction of their scent, still wagging his tail, swooshing it high in the air.
Slavka couldn't help but smile. This male, was grown up and in his prime, yet he was as excited as a cub on its first hunt. Slavka could see that this wolf hadn't been through as much as she had been, as she had lost all her playfulness during her hard life. She wagged her tail and trotted after him slowly, towards the Stone Den where her pack had been resting.
Shortly after that, they arrived, and Slavka barked to the pack, to tell them to welcome the newcomer. They all crawled out of their dens along with the beta, who looked at their leader for an explanation. Slavka nodded to her pack: This wolf wants to stay with us for some time. It's your duty to make him feel at home. If I hear anything bad about him, you get banished, without a place at Fenris' side when you die. Understood?
They nodded. Flake scanned his eyes across the wolves anxiously. He shook but tried to be braver, he wasn't good at meeting new wolves. He bowed to them then lay down on the floor and stayed very close to Slavka.
Slavka saw that Snowfur was staying close to her, so she got up and again lay down next to him, pawing the ground nervously: So, tell me about yourself then.
Snowfur nodded and raised his white head. I was in the Lappa Pack, in the mountains. But then when I was hunting alone, I turned and saw an avalanche engulf our den. All of the wolves were gone. He explained sadly, reciting the past.
Slavka lowered her head to the ground. Sorry. Maybe I shouldn't have asked. Honorable wolves that were in the same pack with you will most surely have a place at Fenris' side.
Snowfur nodded, saddened by the retelling of his tragic story. He looked at the pack nervously, scanning his glance around. He stood up then padded away into a small den.
Slavka decided to leave him alone, maybe he needed that. Her hard life had taught her not to show emotions and not to be too soft, and her heart gradually became like stone, and no words could break inside it. It took lots of strength to be a leader, and Slavka had nearly forgotten what it was like to love, or to be loved by someone.
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I hope you liked it! I will posting any reviews straight to Kodack and Goddess of the Sea since all credit goes to them! I just thought it would be nice to have an archive of some of the best here on ! ^_^
