History of Kilindi

[Courtney]

The First Generation

There was no big boom, no shrinking of the seas, no real major event that seemed to be the reason Kilindi appeared. They just always seemed to be there. A huge expanse of unused land, completely surrounded by water, ready to be inhabited. It was a land of mystery. Almost a Narnia. An aura seemed to hang over the lands, making them timeless and unforgettable, yet no one could pinpoint the source. There was nothing different, nothing obvious that made it stand out. But at the same time it remained hidden. While all the remarkable, stunning lands were being snagged, Kilindi fell by the wayside, and there is no telling how much time went by before the first footfall was felt. That first creature, whoever it was, soon passed the word on that Kilindi was untouched. But again, partly because of the lands' dull atmosphere and partly due to slow word of mouth, it was still many months before animals started to take notice. They trickled in, slowly, as few as one or two a day started to call it home.

But even the dullest land can have its small pleasures, and in the beginning, space was the biggest attention-grabber of all. That and the lush, green, untouched grass. Kilindi's grass was the kind of grass that grows when it goes untouched, except by the random rainshower or brush fire. For this, perhaps the first animal to set foot in Kilindi was in fact a herbivore, or omnivore, drawn by the delicious weeds. And of course, one herbivore means more, and soon the lands were dotted with horns, hoofs, and the like. Following thier prey as they often do, and indeed must do to stay alive, were the predators. And with the predators, came a population explosion. Soon the once unremarkable lands became remarkable in thier own small way, and animals started to be proud when they spoke of these lands, thier cherished home lands. Among these animals were the wolves, and this is where our story truly begins.

As legend has it, in the very beginning, three wolves were the first to alight thier eyes on Kilindi. They saw promise in the spacious lands, as wolves have a knack for doing. One lupen and two fatales. The two vixens, Lilian and Venora Sai'rana, were sisters by blood. They were born to Toronado Sai and Sheba Rana, and the Sai'rana lineage was born.

Lilian was the optimist. She was light-hearted, open and just, the picture of serenity. Her pelt was the purest of white, without a streak or glimmer of any other color. Her nose and pads were black, or course, while her gems, strange as it was, had never faded to the normal yellow. Instead, they remained a baby blue, color of a cloudless sky. Many wolves thought she more resembled an angel then a wolf. As she got older and gained even more femininity and beauty, her male counterparts began vying for her attention.

Venora was exactly the opposite. She was beautiful in her own dark way, don't get me wrong. Her pelt was midnight black, silky to the touch. In the middle of a moonless night, you would not be able to see her if it were not for her bright golden orbs. She was as graceful as her sister. But it was not her looks but her bite that kept brutes away. None could handle her. The nature of the black bruja was much more stand-offish and untrusting. This stemmed from the fact that many would still choose Lilian over her. Many times in her adolescent age, she would watch Lilian with all her followers, and brood alone.

Jarvlix Teli'air was born an only cub on a spring day to Shiran and Vanya Mar'tan of Gemstone Hills. Vanya had been a very sick pup, and she grew into a very sick wolfess. She should never have gotten pregnant. Through the whole pregnancy, Vanya deteriorated. When she finally gave birth, it was a painful scenario. She lost a lot of blood, and was unable to recover. She passed away two days later. Shiran now found himself raising a rowdy youth by himself, with help from other females with pups.

Because his mother had passed away, the whole pack helped his father raise him. The attention from all members boosted the pup's confidence. As he got older and became a young adult, the confidence became a touch of cockiness. Whenever he found a female he liked, he would court her with that air of invincibility, and the vixens ate it up. Unfortunately, 3 years after Jarvlix was born, Shiran passed away. Distraught with grief, Jarvlix just could not live in the land that had so many memories of his father. He left Mistic Valley and started his travels through forests, deserts, mountains; searching for the thing that would stop his heartbreak.

One day, Venora was walking in the open grasslands just outside the borders of her home pack. She was just sick of Lilian's popularity. Everyone seemed to flock to her sister, and forgot that she was left by herself. She loved her sister dearly and never blamed her, but all the same sometimes she had to get away and clear her head. She wasn't paying any attention to her surroundings as she thought of the circumstances and she stumbled straight into Jarvlix, quite ungracefully. Startled at first by the strange male, she balked at his advances, but was soon won over by his charming confidence. Jarvlix himself was intrigued by the dark femme; the She invited him back to the pack, and he obliged.

Jarvlix stayed with the pack for a while. Then he began to feel restless. The surrounding were all strange to him, he felt exposed and the turmoil in his soul began to eat at him again. He told Venora he was leaving to find another home and Lilian chose to go with him, unable to be without him. Lilian felt obligated to follow her younger sister on her adventure.

So the threesome left Mistic Valley. I won't tell you everything that they did while they were traveling, as it would be a very long story. I'll just skip ahead to when they arrived at Kilindi. The reason that this odd trio decided to stay here in Kilindi in the first place remains unknown. It has fallen through the cracks of time, the memory dying along with the oldest elder who remembered. All that is certain is that they indeed did stumble upon Kilindi, and for some reason all agreed to stay. Anyway, Venora was pregnant at this time so it was best for her.

A couple months pass, and Venora is well settled into thier territory. The charcoal femme had given birth to four beautiful, healthy pups. Three males and one girl. Everything was perfect for Venora. She had a wonderful mate, beautiful pups, and was alphess of a territory she had found. She was lying in front of her den, surrounded by her sleeping pups and drifting off to sleep. Glimpsing a movement by the treeline to her right, she shifted her eyes to look and saw Lilian and Jarvlix in an obviously intimate moment. Her heart began to pound and she was instantly awake, and she fought to keep her head on her paws as she watched the pair. They parted after Jarvlix softly touched his nose to Lilian's neck.


That night while lying with her lover, she mentioned the interaction to him; her tongue dry and heart breaking as she waited, already knowing what his response would be. He took a minute to answer, and when he did every word he dropped was a bomb. They had never meant for this to happen. He loved her dearly. He had tried to protect her from what was happening. But he couldn't help what had happened. He was in love with her sister. Venora licked her lips with displeasure as she thought of the two of them. Getting up with purpose, she walked away from everything that she knew and that had shattered around her. She could not stand to take any memories with her, save the ones already ingrained in her brain. She wandered until she found a deep cave and crawled in exhausted from everything. She made the cave her main home,found a mate and started over. The territory around the cave became known as the Wastelands.

Lilian and Jarvlix tried to forget about their betrayal and instead happily began their long life. They stayed together until the day they died, conceiving many pups and watching them all grow as grey hair filled their muzzles with tender smiles on their mugs. The pack they formed began to be called the Royal Lands, and other packs branched out when the main one became too full.