Vektreni Escort (Shiru and Samwell)Samwell
Samwell padded through vaguely familiar territory. He had met one wolf here, Lykos, who had saved him from a few aggressive loners. His pack, Vektren, still lived here, and Sam remembered them not being too friendly. But he needed to pass through the area, so he stayed a good distance from the border, though still he was painfully aware of the fact he was still within sight of it. He could only hope that no Vektreni noticed him so close, and if they did then he would be far enough away that they wouldn’t bother to check him out. Although he was getting better at fighting, it was still not at all his preference.
Shiru was outside of Vektrens borders walking without any real goal in mind. Sometimes it was nice to clean your mind completely from everything and just enjoy the air, the landscape and silence. Somewhere in the distance birds were chirping their autumn song or shrieking in the sky at each other for whatever reason.
The young wolf stopped for a
Kiero is a wolf with very neutral aura surrounding him. It may be difficult to read his emotions and body language at long distances due to him always keeping himself in his own shell of neutrality. He keeps his feelings to himself and locks them inside to be able to focus on the main tasks and goals he is working towards finding feelings –whenever positive or negative - being a distraction. His neutrality is hidden behind sense of humour and jokes giving him a mask of being a very friendly joker. Despite being a wolf that rather sit silently on side-lines for a while to just watch what is going by himself to gain a clear image of the problem Kieru works well in social situations. He likes to meet all wolves he needs to get rid of by himself – and wolves that are possible allies or wolves that was either friend or foe- to gain an image to find openings how to get rid of them or recruit them. Kieru starts his work with his head first and then with war if necessary – using psychical violence to gain or win something is always his second option. He finds great challenge in winning with minimal casualties and without the need to kill even if he never closes those doors completely. Talking with new wolves – or the ones he already had met before- is his priority. By knowing those around him helps Kieru to both understand their strength and weaknesses as well as gaining information about possible ways of using them in the future if war breaks out. Being social is either a bother or something Kieru loves; it is just as normal for him being around others as it being alone with himself.
As a pup Kiero was as all other pups; playful, cheerful and happy (most of the time) but had his episodes of tantrums when the training became too repeating for his liking resulting in an instant punishment. The pack Kiero lived in believed in training their offspring in areas they were best at; in Kierus case, it was tactics and planning. His father Thace was Informator for the Alpha, his job keeping him away from the den for long periods. Kierus mother Yaqiz had an eye for tactical manoeuvres, a common ability that was often inherited by next generation; Kiero and his brother Khazar were both taught by Yaqiz from young age how to spot openings and opportunity’s in common daily problems or friendly wrestling competitions being held for youngest to teach them fighting in a safe way. Each evening they talked about what they saw and missed as well as how they could use that small openings and information to turn it around for their own advantage I they ever ended up in similar situation themselves.
Kiero came in contact with Vektrens religion early on. His father Thace always managed to catch interesting information when he was on his never-ending walks to territory’s far beyond their own and those few times he had a chance to spend his free time with his sons he used it to teach them everything he could about how the cult-pack was working. Mesmerized by the differences in his own and Vektren pack Kiero learned to enjoy those times when Thace was away knowing as soon he came back he would once again have fresh information about Vektren and know more about their culture. While their mother despised Vektren and its culture, both father and son tried to learn and understand the culture so unfamiliar and at times morbid. Yaquiz forbade her sons to ever performing any kind of ritual mentioned in Vektrens religion but to no success. Once Kieru learned how to performneeded sacrifices to satisfy Vektrens Gods there were nothing that could stop him from doing so. As soon Yaquiz turned around and went to work he run out and cached small critters who’s heart were buried in the most secret and sacred place on their packs territory there was.
When Kiero and his brother reached the age of Juvenile their training got harder. Yaquiz took them both to her job as tactician; all wolves who had a paw in preparing battles or executing the attacks had their own den located at the edges of the territory in a peaceful forest. Both brothers were allowed to enter that den thanks to their mother’s position but were limited to only watch and listen while the others worked. At the beginning of their training Kiero often found himself wondering if he would be able to become as skilled tactician as his mother, feeling his own skills were always several steps behind her when it came to noticing smallest details that were important for proper attacks or defence. Promising himself to come as close as he could to his mother’s skills he started traveling around nearby their territory to find other tacticians and use his gained skills until now in friendly battles while he actively looked for more information about Vektren. At this point in his life he was “too old” to allow his parents tell him what to do and how to live and Vektrens Gods were his main priority. The other wolves in the pack took a step away from him and his morbid ways while others tried to stop him with often resulted in unnecessary brawls and fights. Yaquiz were furious with her son while his brother shook his head in silence hoping his younger brother would get his act together and devote himself to something he was good at rather than wasting everyone’s time with his immature acting. Kieru
Training mind and eye was the focus in Kieros daily training. Yaqiz was hoping her son would become something more than just a brute his father was and his daily “routine” of getting into fights who tried to stop his morbid ways and obsession with a cult that was – in her eyes- a lie. She asked one of the older warriors to train Kieru both in discipline and in fighting something that not only made her son to be put under a lot of pressure but also make him feel even more as a failure. While not too happy about more things to do that took him away from studying Vektrens religion and its culture the fighting and discipline gave Kiero skills he never hoped to develop. He never had been a brute and his body type was not meant for brutal wrestling or to put down huge prays with one attack so his master showed him a way to take down both prays and enemies with fast attacks where precision was the key. Finding that style enjoyable mostly due to the resemblance to Vektrenis way to kill Kieru was satisfied with this unexpected turn in his training.
When Kiero reached young adulthood, he left his family pack and started to travel around. Years spent to learn about Vektren and their cultures as well as starting to live by their rules in the silence have shifted his happy-go-lucky personality into a colder and more distant, neutral one. Using it as a way to gain information and giving an impression of being a veteran rather than a newbie in the art of war Kieru joined a small pack to help them win an ongoing war with a group of loners. While it took more time than he wanted to admit it he was not too successful in keeping his pack mates safe; his attack strategy was on point while defence…not so much. After the loners were exterminated and a lot of unnecessary blood have been spilled – including the Alpha – Kiero left that pack with a promise to himself to never be that weak and stupid ever again while sending his pack mates into a war as if they were stones thrown into the water. He spent rest of his adulthood years to travel around and becoming assistant to experienced warlords to learn how to win battles without killing sent warriors with plain stupidity. His travels and different warlords he met on the way made him into a slightly smarter and more educated wolf including giving him experience in how to properly plan attacks or deflect them from scratch.
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