ZeplenKing's Clan

Most active from 8:00 - 22:00 FR time.

I have a Baby Bleps Adoptable Shop (T/G/USD) and a FR Full-body & Bust Adoptable Shop (USD) up and running!

Wip Lore:



As I step outside, I am greeted by a strong gust of cold winter breeze that sends shivers down my spine. I can feel the chill seeping through my fur, making me crave the warmth of a cozy shelter. Dread fills my bones with each step, feeling like a lamb being led to be slaughtered. Nevertheless, I summon the courage to follow the snow-covered path that leads to the main gate of the property.

Every step I take causes the snow to crunch lightly beneath my paws, creating a soothing sound that resonates through the serene surroundings. The snowflakes that fall are pure and fluffy, and the white blanket they form on the ground offers a stark contrast to the dark green fir trees that surround me. Despite the biting cold, the beauty of the winter landscape fills me with a twinge of peace, and I continue on my journey.

At the gate is the entirety of our pack, everyone shuffling nervously and excitedly. The sickly scent of fear wafts through the other emotions. I am not the only one feeling the gripping dread of what is likely to come.

“Are we set to move out?” I ask as I approach the lone black wolf in front of me. His ears twitch in my direction at my approach.

“Of course,” Zenith says, finally turning to me, and giving a faint worried smile. He gives me a nuzzle. He knows. Of course, he does. I can smell it on him too. The faint smell of death.

He jumps onto the cobbled wall with ease and peers down at the gathered pack.

“BloodTalon! WHO’S READY TO FIGHT FOR THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN SLAUGHTERED?! WHO’S READY TO FIGHT FOR THOSE WHO CANNOT?! WHO’S READY TO FIGHT FOR THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN WRONGED?!”

The roars of the pack grow louder and louder, their cheers making the earth tremble.

“BLOODTALON!!! WE LEAVE FOR WAR!!!”

Zenith throws back his head and lifts a mighty roar of a howl. The pack joins the anger-filled howl, voicing their despair and lividness.

As the pack howls, the sky rumbles with a sudden crack of thunder, drowning out their cries. The wind changed course with such swiftness that it felt like a physical force, causing leaves and branches to rustle and sway. With each passing moment, the air grew increasingly charged with static electricity, creating an eerie tension in the atmosphere.

And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the world seemed to explode in a deafening roar. A massive green portal opens up behind us, its edges crackling with energy. The swirling vortex pulses and thrums with power, beckoning with a strange allure that is impossible to resist.

For a moment all is still, wide-eyed in fear and curiosity.

“Get back!” Zenith thunders over the storm. But his warning is too late.

Green light flashes, once, twice, three times. A piercing sound that shakes me to the core explodes from the portal before it drags us into its depths.

The portal expels us into a barren red land. The air is thick with an odd sense of decay. I cough as I stand to my paws, shaking off the distasteful feeling.




Badges I've earned/bought: