Biography
Kieligen, the son of an Alpha Male and an Alpha Female, was, as some would say, the idealistic picture of one who was to take his father's place one day. He was young, handsome and very well disciplined. He dreamt day and night of the day his mate would finally show. He lay sitting at the entrance of his den, gazing with exhausted, half-closed eyes into the foggy horizon.
Looking at Kieligen's motionless eyes and parted maw, one could hardly say whether he was asleep or awake, but nevertheless he was watching. At first he saw only the smile and charming expression of someone's eyes, then against the shifting grey background there gradually appeared the outlines of a head, a face, a body and a thick fluffy tail. It was she, the destined one, the object of long dreams and hopes. The destined one was for Kieligen. The significance of life, personal happiness, future and fate was funally settling into place, and so it was not strange that, seeing before him a gently smiling face, he was conscious of bliss, of an unutterably sweet dream that could not be expressed no matter how hard he tried. Then he heard her voice, saw himself lruking the pack's future generations beside him, her life merged into his. Months and years flew by against the grey background. Kieligen saw his future distinctly in all its details.
Several moons passed and Keiligen saw himself one winter night padding to the healer's den. The guard gave a warning growl, but he quickly silenced him. "It's your Alpha you're snarling at." He told him and moved past an embaressed guard. Once Keiligen arrived at the den that his mate was in, he turned to the healer. "Is she...willing to have visitors?" He asked quietly, peering into the darkend shadows of the room his mate was in.
The healer shook her head. "I'm sorry Keiligen...Sir...Kymopoleia is dead." The healer inched a few places away from him, expecting a lash out. "Dead?" He repeated and the healer nodded grimly. "I-I did all I could..." The healer said, holding back her own tears. She'd come to love Kymopoleia like a sister.
"I know you'd have done everything, Evanlyn." Keilegen dipped his head and turned away from the room. He couldn't bear to see his soul-mate cold and lifeless. He preferred to remember her as the lively, easy going female he knew her as.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Kieligen is vibrant male with a broad spectrum of sight for the future ways of the pack. His parents are all to proud about the way he's turned out, and many of the young females of the pack look to him for ideas, though many of them are seeking to move up a rank. Kieligen, kindly turns them down.
Kymopoleia is the only female that has he has ever settled with and will be his last.
Preferences
Kieligen prefers to learn as much as he can about leading the pack from his father. During the days he is permitted to have off from learning, Kieligen is found with Kymopoleia, courting her though he is against affection being publicly displayed, which is why he prefers to nuzzle her and romp around with her during the later hours of the night.
Special Skills
The pack sees Kieligen's special skills with much more clarity than he himself does. They see a great leader, one that would surely challenge that of the leader of the Outsider's, which has been an ongoing conflict for many years. The pack hopes that Kieligen will one day be able to finish the ongoing feud when he steps up to take his father's place.
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