The era of the grand pack
The Howling Hound Clan - Military - Stone armor: Done
Population: 88 adults, 32 younglings.
The Rootpaw Clan - Weaving - Basic clothing: Given by uniting the clans
Population: 46 adults, 20 younglings.
The Pure Tongue Clan - Law/Religion - Law writing: Given by uniting the clans
Population: 36 adults, 10 younglings
The Dustpaw Clan - Construction - Basic architecture/Wooden supports : Given by uniting the clans
Population:40 adults, 12 younglings
The Broken Fang Clan - Medical/Surgery - Early surgery (We can remove this part without killing him.): Given by uniting the clans
Population: 52 adults, 20 younglings
The Barktail Clan - Agriculture - Fruit orchards: Given by uniting the clans
Population: 84 adults, 28 younglings
The Flowing Fur Clan - Fishing - Spearfishing: Given by uniting the clans
Population: 16 adults, 4 younglings
The Hiding Maw Clan - Dyes - Camouflage painting: Given by uniting the clans
Population: 36 adults, 20 younglings
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The Ashen clans hunted, picked their fruits, fished and built more and more advanced den clusters to house their increasing numbers. Others were investigating what could be removed from a body before killing it, others created patterns, nets, pouches and belts to hold food or catch it for the other clans in return for a small part of the spoils from them, the Pure Tongue clan focused on a way to unite the clans into one larger pack. Two of the more influential hounds argued about the terms of how such would be done.
“This is heresy! The other clans would never agree upon standing together if we demand that we lead and that every clan sends us half of their food storage when everyone has eaten per day! Have you all lost your minds!?” Reignolf barked out in fury, halfway to lashing out at the other hound.
Hesbjorn shook his head slowly at the anger. “They will agree to our terms, or taste the claws of ou-...” Everything fell into silence as darkness fell over the rainforest. The hounds looked up at the sky and through the thick foliage above saw the sun fade into complete darkness.
The Pure Tongue clan called to a meeting and unanimously agreed that now was the time to call the clans together, the Ancestors had given the sign.
Their high pitched howls echoed throughout the rainforest, catching the attention of the other clans whom were just as busy arguing about what this was a sign of, all from the Ancestors being displeased, to a sign of a good coming harvest, war or a warning of future events.
(Hours later)
The Alphas of each clan met in a circle at the center of the den cluster, staring each other down. The Pure Tongue Alpha stepped forward and spoke.
“With the glowing eye in the sky darkening, the Pure Tongue has decided that now is the time for us to put our differences as clans aside and join together as one united pack. We would live on as we do now, but follow under one Alpha, the other Alphas acting as their voice within their clan, but now being known as Betas. The leading Alpha would have the last word in all things.”
He took a pause and looked upon the other Alphas standing around him, some nodding in approval while others looked disgusted by the idea.
“To settle the leader of the pack, there is only one way that would follow our laws… A fight to the death, the last Alpha standing leads the pack. Before the fight for leadership, each Alpha shall pick out someone that will lead their clan would they fall.”
The Alphas looked at each other and after a long argument over the terms, it was agreed upon.
After a long and bloody battle between the Alpha’s only the Howling Hounds Alpha was still standing, his fur soaked in blood and an open wound over his chest, which the Broken Fang hounds quickly ran over to inspect and clean out from fragments of the guilty one’s claws, while the others dragged the dead ones to the side, burying them with a seed from the massive trees that were native in the region, their spirits would live on in the tree.
The Howling Hound Alpha howled to honor the fallen ones, the surrounding hounds joined in and in the distance the clans could be heard as they united, all of the clans for the first time united as one.
The Howling Hound Clan - Military - Stone armor: Done
Population: 88 adults, 32 younglings.
The Rootpaw Clan - Weaving - Basic clothing: Given by uniting the clans
Population: 46 adults, 20 younglings.
The Pure Tongue Clan - Law/Religion - Law writing: Given by uniting the clans
Population: 36 adults, 10 younglings
The Dustpaw Clan - Construction - Basic architecture/Wooden supports : Given by uniting the clans
Population:40 adults, 12 younglings
The Broken Fang Clan - Medical/Surgery - Early surgery (We can remove this part without killing him.): Given by uniting the clans
Population: 52 adults, 20 younglings
The Barktail Clan - Agriculture - Fruit orchards: Given by uniting the clans
Population: 84 adults, 28 younglings
The Flowing Fur Clan - Fishing - Spearfishing: Given by uniting the clans
Population: 16 adults, 4 younglings
The Hiding Maw Clan - Dyes - Camouflage painting: Given by uniting the clans
Population: 36 adults, 20 younglings
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The Ashen clans hunted, picked their fruits, fished and built more and more advanced den clusters to house their increasing numbers. Others were investigating what could be removed from a body before killing it, others created patterns, nets, pouches and belts to hold food or catch it for the other clans in return for a small part of the spoils from them, the Pure Tongue clan focused on a way to unite the clans into one larger pack. Two of the more influential hounds argued about the terms of how such would be done.
“This is heresy! The other clans would never agree upon standing together if we demand that we lead and that every clan sends us half of their food storage when everyone has eaten per day! Have you all lost your minds!?” Reignolf barked out in fury, halfway to lashing out at the other hound.
Hesbjorn shook his head slowly at the anger. “They will agree to our terms, or taste the claws of ou-...” Everything fell into silence as darkness fell over the rainforest. The hounds looked up at the sky and through the thick foliage above saw the sun fade into complete darkness.
The Pure Tongue clan called to a meeting and unanimously agreed that now was the time to call the clans together, the Ancestors had given the sign.
Their high pitched howls echoed throughout the rainforest, catching the attention of the other clans whom were just as busy arguing about what this was a sign of, all from the Ancestors being displeased, to a sign of a good coming harvest, war or a warning of future events.
(Hours later)
The Alphas of each clan met in a circle at the center of the den cluster, staring each other down. The Pure Tongue Alpha stepped forward and spoke.
“With the glowing eye in the sky darkening, the Pure Tongue has decided that now is the time for us to put our differences as clans aside and join together as one united pack. We would live on as we do now, but follow under one Alpha, the other Alphas acting as their voice within their clan, but now being known as Betas. The leading Alpha would have the last word in all things.”
He took a pause and looked upon the other Alphas standing around him, some nodding in approval while others looked disgusted by the idea.
“To settle the leader of the pack, there is only one way that would follow our laws… A fight to the death, the last Alpha standing leads the pack. Before the fight for leadership, each Alpha shall pick out someone that will lead their clan would they fall.”
The Alphas looked at each other and after a long argument over the terms, it was agreed upon.
After a long and bloody battle between the Alpha’s only the Howling Hounds Alpha was still standing, his fur soaked in blood and an open wound over his chest, which the Broken Fang hounds quickly ran over to inspect and clean out from fragments of the guilty one’s claws, while the others dragged the dead ones to the side, burying them with a seed from the massive trees that were native in the region, their spirits would live on in the tree.
The Howling Hound Alpha howled to honor the fallen ones, the surrounding hounds joined in and in the distance the clans could be heard as they united, all of the clans for the first time united as one.