Post by shadie on Jun 14, 2007 16:11:36 GMT -6
Name of Site: Painted Dogs
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Types/Kinds of Animals Allowed:African Wild Dogs
Types/Kinds of Humanoids Allowed: none
Is magic allowed? no
Plot:
The old wild dogs like to tell a story about a powerful beast, Kuo. Kuo the old leader, ruled good and fair- the W.W and D.D packs were under his control, he led both of the lands- though he lived in neither. Kuo lead to more questions then he did anwsers. He never had any pups, at least not to the knowledge of the residing wild dogs- but he swore to being a father. No one could ever remember a time without him there. They'd ask him where he came from and he'd just give them a smile and dismiss them. His past was not something to be brought up. He rasied all of the puppies and saw four generations grow up and have their own- his muzzle grew silver with time and Kuo developed a limp from a fight he had when he was younger, and his hairs not so silver. When Kuo ruled all of African was green, food was everywhere and all the animals got along.. one day when Kuo was leaving the pack lands to go to his sleeping place a curious teen followed him, though he knew well he wasn't supposed to follow Kuo he did so anyway, and when he saw the cave he was blown back.
Curious he decided to go in, Kuo was old he wouldn't hear him anyway- all inside of the cave it was glowing. A soft blue light.. the young male reached out to sniff it and his noise bumped it lightly. In a few seconds Kuo who had been sleeping was gone and the cave was reduced to no more then ruble, the young male dead. The lands themselves had no more life left in them, when Kuo's power source died he went with it. Kuo held the lands together and brought good, the lands dried out. Drought after drought with little more then a few cups rainfall- without grass the Wild Dog's food source died out, leaving the dogs to hunt the cattle. As they did they would get shot. Their numbers dropped to the point they did not need packs anymore, there were five to six healthy wild dogs in the lands.
What was left, only two pairs bred and had pups. Very few of those pups survived- the future looked bleak for the wild dogs. There were miles of rugged terrain seperating them from any other wild dogs known. Then came white men. They darted what dogs were left, and put tight collars around their necks. The flying bird would strike fear into any dog's heart. The white people also relased six other dogs into the area the same month they darted the other dogs. By the time two years had passed five other new dogs had been released, the population was up to 31 dogs. Still very spread out but small clans were forming, finally the last of the dogs were released and there were 40 dogs-most of them were puppies that had been born in the wild and studied for some time and vaccinated to make sure they didn't die. Droughts would force the dogs to hunt cattle and risk getting killed, their populations would rise and fall like a yoyo.. until now. Finally their population has remained steady, the two packs out of the old dog's stories have been remaid.. but everything is diffrent. They don't know weither or not to beleive the tail, some of the things the elders say are true but others are not.. but both pack leaders have a bitter distrust of the other pack.. and silently they have their most stealthy look for what's left of the cave of life.
