Spring Month: 1 
Day 
Hope Horizon
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In the Heart of Botswana the shadow of a grim future lingers over a pack of African Wild Dogs. Everything that could have gone wrong has, and with the difficult winter ahead of them, it's a wonder if they will survive. It's been a hard year for the Acacia Pack, blow after blow being felt all through the pack.
First came the lions. The Ridge Pride, a formidable and aggressive pride of lions, had always been a threat to the pack. However, over recent numbers they've watched as the power of the lions grew as their pride did. They went from a mere pride of 5, to almost 12 in a span of two years, with more cubs on the way. At first the pack was used to dealing with them, able to out run any confrontations with them and den far enough away from the pride that usually the pups were safe. That all changed this year.
The pride became even more aggressive than normal as they grew in numbers, needing to push any carnivores away from any potential or existing kills. The dogs understood why they were so aggressive, but their ability to out manuever their ambushes was becoming difficult. So they tried to move away from them, pushing their territory in the opposite direction. It wasn't ideal, but they made it work. Of course, this meant they were more wedged between the Lions and Hyenas than ever, the latter having been run out of the Lion's territory long ago. Still, though, the dogs were resilient.
But then... the worst thing happened. The lions kept pushing. Roaming closer and closer to the den of helpless pups until finally they were found. And all of them were killed. The pack came back to the den as soon as they heard the whines, but they were too late. The lions had gone, but so had their pups. It was a horrible blow to the pack, something that crushed their spirits beneath the paws of the lions. However, the were determined to keep moving on, to chug forward, hoping things would get better.
Unfortunately, the odds were not in their favor. One day, after a successful hunt the dogs were resting, some feeding, some licking wounds they had sustained during the hunt. It happened so fast, but suddenly the lions were on them, the entire pride overtaking the kill with a vengeance and seeking to destroy the pack once and for all. To make matters worse, the hyenas, smelling the fresh kill, had lumbered in to. It was pure carnage. Dogs, hyenas, and lions all fighting, blood painted the savanna with brilliant red. The pack barely escaped with their lives, but, unfortunately not all of them. The lead male was killed, and the lead female was mortally wounded, her leg mangled and her life slowly bleeding out. With her mate and pups gone, she gave up and died shortly after, leaving their pack leaderless, injured, and in complete despair.
For the pack, things seem dim, but hope is on the horizon as they make the difficult decision to leave it all behind in search of anew. They know their odds of survival are not great, but with everything they had dealt with, it seemed far better than trying to stay. So, with the son of the former dominant pair at the helm, the now Nomadic Pack set off in hopes of rebuilding somewhere else.
Open & Accepting!
Also accepting new Title ideas. Please.
In the Heart of Botswana the shadow of a grim future lingers over a pack of African Wild Dogs. Everything that could have gone wrong has, and with the difficult winter ahead of them, it's a wonder if they will survive. It's been a hard year for the Acacia Pack, blow after blow being felt all through the pack.
First came the lions. The Ridge Pride, a formidable and aggressive pride of lions, had always been a threat to the pack. However, over recent numbers they've watched as the power of the lions grew as their pride did. They went from a mere pride of 5, to almost 12 in a span of two years, with more cubs on the way. At first the pack was used to dealing with them, able to out run any confrontations with them and den far enough away from the pride that usually the pups were safe. That all changed this year.
The pride became even more aggressive than normal as they grew in numbers, needing to push any carnivores away from any potential or existing kills. The dogs understood why they were so aggressive, but their ability to out manuever their ambushes was becoming difficult. So they tried to move away from them, pushing their territory in the opposite direction. It wasn't ideal, but they made it work. Of course, this meant they were more wedged between the Lions and Hyenas than ever, the latter having been run out of the Lion's territory long ago. Still, though, the dogs were resilient.
But then... the worst thing happened. The lions kept pushing. Roaming closer and closer to the den of helpless pups until finally they were found. And all of them were killed. The pack came back to the den as soon as they heard the whines, but they were too late. The lions had gone, but so had their pups. It was a horrible blow to the pack, something that crushed their spirits beneath the paws of the lions. However, the were determined to keep moving on, to chug forward, hoping things would get better.
Unfortunately, the odds were not in their favor. One day, after a successful hunt the dogs were resting, some feeding, some licking wounds they had sustained during the hunt. It happened so fast, but suddenly the lions were on them, the entire pride overtaking the kill with a vengeance and seeking to destroy the pack once and for all. To make matters worse, the hyenas, smelling the fresh kill, had lumbered in to. It was pure carnage. Dogs, hyenas, and lions all fighting, blood painted the savanna with brilliant red. The pack barely escaped with their lives, but, unfortunately not all of them. The lead male was killed, and the lead female was mortally wounded, her leg mangled and her life slowly bleeding out. With her mate and pups gone, she gave up and died shortly after, leaving their pack leaderless, injured, and in complete despair.
For the pack, things seem dim, but hope is on the horizon as they make the difficult decision to leave it all behind in search of anew. They know their odds of survival are not great, but with everything they had dealt with, it seemed far better than trying to stay. So, with the son of the former dominant pair at the helm, the now Nomadic Pack set off in hopes of rebuilding somewhere else.
