Welcome to Gaia! ::

For all the ferocity of the opening post, anyone is welcome here, and there is plenty of personality in this space and it isn't all bad. Here you may find any of this particular family to rp with. If you come in search of a particular wolf please say so, I'll shove them forward. If you come in search of a particular kind of interaction, please say so, and we'll see what we can do. I myself will delight in any sort of rp in which I have full reign to play my crazy, sometimes creepy, and always very ridiculous little family.

There are of course godmod laws in place. We will not harm your wolf in any way you have not agreed to. There is etiquette- we will not turn you away because you don't have long enough or the 'right kind' of responses.

That being said. Please be realistic. This is an admittedly viscous area assumed to be dangerous, with a full pack's strength should the wolves in question decide you need removing or to be taught a lesson. Do not go specifically to butt heads with these wolves, cloaking yourself only in the godmod rule as armour against a pack of fully grown, weapon-wielding, pain tolerant monsters, k?

Not trying to discourage any legitimate rp, just don't want any little mini-troll episodes popping up.

Broken Krystal padded onto the scene nervously. She hadn't ever really met her mother, and now was her chance. Her face settled into a frown: why couldn't she be bothered to be a part of her kids' lives? And all that hardship that she had put Dad though...Man. Maybe, Krystal didn't want to meet her mother. She looked behind her at her father and frowned a little bit: how would he hold up? Whatever. She had something to say, when she found her, and she was going to say it! Plus, Krystal was looking forward to seeing her twin again! She could use someone to wrestle with!

Tristan glanced around, looking at his daughter fondly, however stoic his posture remained. He wasn't sure how much he wanted to be here: what if Lyri wanted nothing to do with him? Then, there was Penny. Hrm. Well, Krystal wanted to see her family - would she leave then? All puppies have to grow up and leave the nest sometime. But, Krystal was all he had anymore. He glanced around tentatively at the borders of the scent markings.

She could hear the fast-footfalls of another creature, racing towards the two of them. Ears perking, she hunched her shoulders low, sniffed the air deep. And a familiar, almost forgotten scent filled her nostrils. However, close behind, she caught the smell of the wolf she had met once before, the one who had taken her twin away, and tried to take her from her daddy. Just as she was starting to bear her fangs, a snarl starting in her throat, she caught her sibling's bark of warning and leapt out of the way swiftly, on instinct. Then, Krystal pounced at where Shatter had landed, hoping to pin her and begin a wrestling match, growling playfully all the while. "Shatter!" she called excitedly.

"My Gem.." Tristan began to say, actually letting a smile filter onto his maw. He had missed his other daughter, wondered how she had fared here, away from him. Wondered if she got to talk to her mother at all. He glanced nervously at Krystal, but it was soon apparent that her ire was easily forgotten in the wrestling match with her sister. The mistrust was plain in Tristan's gaze when he caught Beau wandering onto the scene. Though, Shatter seemed happy enough, living here. Maybe he had misjudged the father of Lyri. Still, though, Tristan remained stoic as he watched the other male, waiting to be greeted before exchanging what little pleasantries there might have been to share.

Krystal seems non-reactive to the biting of her ears, but lets a playful snarl escape her lips. She wondered what Shatter had gotten out of living here - how Beau was treating her and what the rest of the family was like. She felt a little pang of remorse for a moment, then anger, as the emotions fought over themselves and she wrestled even more fiercely than before.

Winking at Shatter, he smiled proudly at her before his attention was taken by Beau. "She has indeed." He replied, still a bit guarded. At the question, Tristan replied slowly and in a measured fashion, "Krystal wanted to see her mother." he chewed on his lip briefly: for what would that mean for him and Lyri? It did not matter. "And I missed my other girl." it was made apparent in his tone that he wanted Beau to understand these were his children, and he was not about to give them up should it be his choice.

A little frustrated, Krystal didn't feel like her sister had given the match her all. She began to race after her with a playful, but still quite ferocious, snarl. Just as she was catching up to Shatter, Krystal heard her father snarl and looked back curiously, ears flicking to catch the conversation between her grandfather and father - she had grown completely oblivious to her twin. Then, she inquired to Shatter, dejected, "H...How's mother?" she glanced from Beau to her twin, "Is what he said true?" She wasn't sure how to feel. She always assumed her mother couldn't be bothered to care about them, but...

Instantly, Tristan narrows his eyes at the surprise in Beau's voice. As he listened, he looked over at Krystal. The girl was just as determined as he was, and he had to stifle a snarl. "Then we will go to her. She can tell us herself." Tristan had come to terms with long ago that he meant nothing to Lyri. He was here for Krystal, and while Beau's words might have hurt him slightly, he was never one to show emotion and so stood stoically glaring at the male. He cast one more glance at Krystal, and spoke again, "The ones it would truly hurt are the pups. But they deserve to hear first-hand." Due to their previous encounter, Tristan had a feeling that Beau wasn't telling the full truth about Lyri anyway; never spoken possibly because she didn't know. Tristan would not allow for this male to keep his pups away from their family.

Skragharigg d'Olath Cressen was wandering through the forest that was supposedly part of her family's territory. She barely remembered her family as she ended up disappearing from them when she was a pup. She looked about and sniffed the air. Oh yeah it smelled like some wolves had been through here recently. A small grin spread across her maw as she thought about meeting any wolves, family or not. Oh yes this would be a good day, good day indeed.

Elsewhere in the woods Mesmerizing Disaster was staring at the flowing water from a creek. She often was lost staring at her reflection, mesmerized by it. Part of where her name came from. Her odd ears twitched as she heard noise but she didn't pay it any attention as she was too busy staring.

Shatter quickly chased after Krystal, but stops when she whispers. She glances back at her dad and Grandfather. She is nervous.. she doesn't go against him for real very often.. but she does want to see her mother. She shudders thinking of the consequences when Grandfather finds out (of course he will!) but she nods anyway, and darts off, leading the way in the direction of her mother's clearing, not waiting to follow her elders. .

Beau smiles sadly as the girls run off. He can see through the young one's plan, but he won't stop them. Not yet. He steps toward the direction of his daughters' homes, beginning a fairly lengthy walk through the woods to get to Lyri's den. Most of his children have spread out, seeking solitude, their own peace in the midst of the crazy. But two of his daughters, Lyri and Eve, now live side by side. Eve took over the care of her sister entirely since her pregnancy, and now hardly anyone else bothers to go see her, no one willing to brave Eve's ferocity.

Sweet Revenge, or Eve, hears the males coming from inside her den. She darts out and into Lyri's den, where she lies dead asleep in her dingy nest area. Seating herself tentatively at the opening of the den, she waits to see what the boys want, watching guard always over her sister.