Two royals of different lands. A midnight shadow, born under a blackened sun, cast out for something beyond her control. A curse, they claimed, rendering her unfit to rule. And a Demon of Shadow and Light, born with the right to a crown and a destiny bound to shadows. Her destiny was far from her homelands, the embrace of one who would love her darkness as she would love his. A Demon and his Viper, bound by destiny and so much more. For they both saw the divine beauty in a cruel world. Two shadows, coming together as one to bring forth a new generation.
They will be born as Obsidian Hollow Cubs and will be raised with the Savante belief and traditions.

— Adoption
・Name ideas
・Potential Trades
・Appearance
・Personality

The usual Adoption clause applies and if the cub falls inactive before they turn a year old, Ci and I reserve the right to reclaim the cub and adopt them out to another player.

Two of two available

The Viper and the Demon
Syanna & Zsolt Savante


Due on January 27th, 2024
Playable on February 10th, 2024
Will be chosen on January 22nd, 2024
Names — Scots Gaelic, Carpathian, Hungarian and Romanian
Surname — The Savante surname is earned through their birthing ritual
Physical Traits — All options to choose from are listed below

— Syanna
・Medium build
・Black pelt
・Blue eyes
・Extra Fluffy Fur
・Pointed Ears
・Mask
・White Face Feathering
・White Body Feathering
・Colored Ears
・Socks
・Saddle
・Dorsal
・Partial Colored Tail
・Shoulder Speckles
・Light Sock Shading

— Zsolt
・Large build
・Grey pelt
・Full Heterochromia; Blue & Brown
・Extra Fluffy Fur
・Slightly Longer Claws
・White Extended Helmet
・Dark Around Eye
・Dark Blaze
・Dark Muzzle
・Dark Face Shade
・Dark Socks
・Solid Tail
・Global White Shorts
・Global Black Spots

potential designs

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More will be added hopefully ♥ but feel free to make your own

Artem
Sagittarius | ISTP
The Tower | Strength | Death

Male variant of Artemis.
Meaning "unharmed, perfect health" or "dedicated to Artemis."
Large | Athletic | Paladin & Barbarian
Primary character.

"We were soaked in blood, dripping in sin; p a n t i n g - but even in all our struggles, I still found ways to love you. Violently, softly, hungrily. There are oceans and miles between our hearts - but for all this distance, we still found eachother amid all the shadows.
You are the light - my light;
All the moths gather by your feet.
Tainted, and unholy."

Strengths: Intuition, faith, fearlessness, regenerative, passionate, fiery, evolving, otherworldly, analytical, noble	Weaknesses: Cold, detached, unforgiving, distant, unavailable, impatient, rebellious, merciless
Loves: Excitement, change, spirituality, hunting, wilderness, solitude, exploring the unknown, refinement, adventure, occult knowledge, mysticism, freedom	Hates: Stagnancy, boredom, repetition, unoriginality, predictability, hive mentality, gossip, attachments, drama

Hunger, and the thirst for violence, carves into the heathen's features; raven-haired tresses cascades along a grisly face, framing a creature of sin, and rebellious youth. Swathed in obsidian nobility; ancient Savante blood, pours through his wintry viens. His icy visage, cast in tenebrous shadows, twists with such silent contempt; each curl of his lash and curve of his fang, glints with an onyx-shine, dripping in surges of venom. Arrogance highlights every criminal grin etched along obsidian lips; his presence feels cryptic, volatile - a draconian tempest, full of secrecy, scorn and wrathful intention.


Like fervent mantra, an emptiness oozes from his core. Even surrounded by family, he feels alone. He's the dead ashes of a phoenix, fallen. The unholy quiet after the devastating storm -


One shall find his silence, disturbing. He's all quiet wrath and hellish cunning. Uneasiness, comes as easy as breath. Cryptic intelligence shines within his lurid, blood-tinged gaze. Hunger, greed and the thirst for glory consumes this volatile and solitary hunter. His gaze is winter's scorn; filled with the hallowed lifeforce of ancient forest-magic. Of dark nobility - ancient whispers - and wild, wolven blood; Artem, son of Zsolt and Syanna, boasts his parents' volatile love, and the malicious beauty of his many Savante ancestors before him.

Apollo incarnate; with a thirst to consume everything in his path - a burning, insatiable hunger resides within the dark wolf. A seething temper that sits wallowing beneath an guise of unrelenting, male apathy. On the surface of his frigid and steely countenance, Artem appears disturbingly calm. Controlled. But, deep down - Artem is wicked, feral; borderline, frenzied.


In his youth, he will be a devoted son to his mother, especially, and in his adulthood; he will be his family's sword and shield. And yet for all his resolute temper and unwavering loyalty as a son, the siren whispers of darkness will always consume Artem, threatening to erase any moral code and sense of duty imprinted on him since childhood. As such, greed, violence and passion will be his main vices, leaving him with feelings of paranoia and hollow emptiness as he comes to age. He will seek to take everything in his path, to destroy anyone who harms his family, leaving a trail of destruction and devastation in his wake. But even in the face of family, he will always be feral, untamed - unreadable as stone. More wolf than man. Winter lives in my veins.


Bewitching elegance cultivated by a wrathful softness; Artem is darkly gothic hauteur, laced in beautiful masculinity. Slender, youthful, with smooth, athletic lines that lean towards somewhat-thin, somewhat-graceful. Some say he is devil, some say he is angel. Artem is neither, but the in-between. Celestial, half-god half-mortal - an illusion, a dream. Irrevocable, brooding, passionate, silent, dark, apathetic: all these traits manifest, physically, carving him in their brooding cynicism. Soft yet dark, mysterious yet regal; an illusion made manifest, come to wither your lifeforce as you lay to sleep upon an earthly bed made of ashes and fallen dreams.


Treads the delicious line between hungry passions and winter apathy, lacing sardonic humor with sharp, predatory intellect. Wine-imbued sarcasm, subtle yet snide in their lupine discontent; dripping with a delicate venom - to arrest even the most violent of lovers. Some say he is gracefully bewitching, haunting even, with a dark taste to accentuate his devilish allurement. His sharp voice falls with cold persuasion - silver laughter - criminal eyes; obsessive and thrilling, always seek to devour and consume. Always seeking his next dreamer, his next lover, his next soul to sell.


OOC Notes: I have intense cub fever, and if you guys are open towards a less family-orientated individual, I give you Artem. He, ofcourse, will follow family traditions, but in a more subtle and less zealous kind of way. His base personality is extreme detachment, and independence, but my plan for him is to hold his mother in high esteem. Cub design is a work in progress, but I intend for him to have black fur with tinges of merle, and a white nose blaze.

If anyone needs help with petals, i gotchu. and i plan to have zsolt be super active due to future reasons

was going to app but I don't want to take on too much rn so here's a freebie design anyone can use for this litter ;3

*wiggles*

Free design for anyone who wants to use it! Can send the psd file if you want to make any changes.

ROISIN

I know you think

that you know me

But you ain't even seen

my dark side


alt names — Sile + Deirdre
other details — medium build
marking breakdown — tbd

"I am fueled by feminine rage
I will not lie down and take it like a beaten dog
I will snap and snarl like a caged wolf"

Roisin is many things, a lot of them bad. What she is, for better or for worse: a free spirit. Despite her need for attention, she's incredibly independent in that she doesn't concern herself with others and what they think. Roisin will readily do what she knows to be best, even if she must walk alone to do it. She also never hesitates to speak her truth. She gives her thoughts fearlessly and with passionate conviction; becoming a medic has certainly emboldened this, too, but considering her grandiose ideas of herself, her levels of self-confidence and outspokenness are at an all time high. Her faith in the Mother is resolute, and her adherence to the Savante is strict. She expects the same devotion from her family members, and she considers it her duty to bring integrity to the forefront.

"I will tear at the hands that reach for me;
I will never be perfect and tame and pretty
I will claw at the bars, they will never be able to hold me
Then I will rip at the throats of men who dared tell me who I should be"

However, there's no reasoning with Roisin, which is probably the worst thing about her. She demands respect from others (because she deserves it just by existing and being her), but she doesn't care to reciprocate—not even to those placed above her, although she'll be civil toward them (mostly)—because she genuinely believes most others aren't worthy of her high regards. In one succinct and perfectly summarizing word, Roisin is a narcissist. Her behavior becomes predictable when one realizes this.

Delusions arguably go hand-in-hand with narcissism; Roisin doesn't deviate from this, as her delusions feed her narcissism and vice versa. There's nothing anyone could ever say to convince her that she isn't the Mother's gift to the Savantes. She has an excuse for everything, and nothing is ever her fault. It's always someone else's because it has to be. She's too perfect—too righteous—to be wrong. She used to struggle to understand how others couldn't understand this; it was obvious, how important she was. Now she largely attributes the ignorance to incompetence instead of malice.

— Blood dripping from my fangs, maybe they will see me as I am
A wild, frightening thing
Cast me with the wretched beasts so that I may be free —

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personality tropes — cunning, independent, outspoken, strong-willed, fierce, delusional, self-righteous, obstinate, narrow-minded, cruel
future trades — Barbarian & Medic + Barbarian & Cleric + Barbarian & Assassin - tbd as she develops in-character
miscellaneous — Green PVP & secondary character c:

"Christ she’s beautiful. That’s the only thought that keeps going round in your head as you watch her. She laughs, she smiles, she radiates the kind of warmth that hits your soul and settles in it, burning through every dark moment of your life and erasing them entirely. Her eyes catch yours. For a second it feels like everything stops. Like the world is still spinning but the two of you are no longer moving with it. Your breath stops. Your heart stops too. Like someone’s just grasped it and gripped it so tightly you can’t even breathe."

Alright, technically it isn't choice day until Monday, but we couldn't wait.

So...congrats @irish ★ and @Ryuu, Roisin and Artem are yours ♥ can't wait until they're born and to see how they'll grow