#wolves oc

Practicing some wolf designs. I'm figuring out how to make them look believable and also distinct.

Colors and patterns are struggle OMG💀

Some of you might already know that I have a huge obsession with mythology. Some of you will already know that in my main blog, I already have a lot of mythology Medic OCs. Today, I am starting to make Mythology Spies OCs soon. And I'll tell you the first French mythology Spies OCs.

These two Spies are actually related. They are half bothers.

The first Spy is a werewolf (his name is Loup) from French mythology, and the second Spy (his name is Louveteau) is based on the Beast of Gévaudan, which I found out is both from French and European mythology.

So BACKSTORY:

It all started with a lady named Benoîte and she was from a rich family. Her family was very strict. But her mother was a nightmare. Her mother would correct everything she did, even the smallest of mistakes.

When Benoîte was growing into an adult. Her mother told her that if she couldn't keep a man while she was pregnant, her mother would consider the baby a monster. When her mother said that, she felt like something went through her. She doesn't know why but it wasn't a good feeling.

She soon met a man who she thought was her true love. A man who shall not be named. The man promised her and her family riches if they got married. The Benoîte family agreed to the man proposal. Soon Benoîte got married to the man, and they soon had a baby boy. While Benoîte was recovering from the pregnancy, the man was secretly stealing the jewelry from her family without her knowing. And he ran away with it. Leaving Benoîte and their child behind.

Benoîte was heartbroken, and her family was disappointed at her. Her and her baby were banished from her family, but they gave her some money. But that was all. She managed to get a small horse in the middle of the woods. One night that was raining harshly with lightning, and she was having a nightmare about what her mother said about considering her baby a monster. But she woke up with a loud sound of lightning, and she slowly stood up when her baby was making noise. But the noise that he was making wasn't normal.

She quickly went to baby crib and screamed in shock. Because her baby boy... was turning into a beast in front of her eyes. She could do nothing but take her baby in her arms and cry for him. Now, the words of her mother weren't just words... But a curse. But that didn't stop her from loving her child. She kept on loving him and taking care of him like he was a normal baby.

A week later, it was night again, and she was trying to put her baby to sleep. But then she heard loud banging outside her door. She was scared who it was, but before she could do anything, the door slammed open. A furry beast came into her house, and she screamed in fear. She tried to pick something to defend herself and her baby. But the werewolf raised her hand and spoke.

"Please! I mean no harm! I'm sorry for breaking your door! But would you let me in if I even knocked?!" Asked the female werewolf. Benoîte slowly calmed down, but she still held her guard up.

"W-Who are you?! WHAT are you?!" Benoîte yelled at the werewolf.

"My name is Neige. And I am a werewolf. I thought that was easy to tell. But that doesn't matter! I came here because I heard a man I used to be had another child." Neige explained to Benoîte.

"What...?" Benoîte asked confusedly.

Neige sighed deeply and spoke again, "When I was in a human form in a day, I used to like to go to bars to drink all day to drown my worries. And that was when I met him."

Neige took out a picture of the man she managed to get and showed Benoîte the picture. Benoîte gasped when she saw the picture. It was the same man who left her and her baby.

"I guess you know him. You see... I was very drunk. He and I... Let's say "did it" together, and I thought nothing about it. But then, I found out that I was pregnant and I tried to find him but I couldn't. It's like he disappeared. But I didn't want to risk the life of my baby. So... I took care of my child all by myself." Neige said in a very sad tone, and she looked at Benoîte.

"But then... I heard rumors that the same man got married but left a woman with her baby all alone. And I wanted to find out who that woman was. And it was you." Neige explained even more, and she showed her baby to Benoîte. Neige baby was very hairy with pointy ears.

Benoîte looked at the baby and looked at Neige.

"How did you manage to find me? And... Why?" Benoîte asked while still holding her own baby.

"I asked around... and I pretend to be close to you. AND! The reason I wanted to find you is because I want us to help each other. And I want our babies to know that they aren't alone. I know all of this is crazy. But I am willing to help you." Neige said.

Benoîte looked like she was thinking really hard, and soon, she sat on her bed still holding her baby. She made a small smile and looked at Neige.

"What's your baby name?" Benoîte asked with a sweet smile.

Neige slowly made a soft smile and said, "His name is Loup. What's your baby name?"

"His name is Louveteau."

Rune is a Sunwaker, so she tends to enjoy the heat a bit too much and getting close to the flames. They're untamed and passionate, just like herself. Here she is playing around with her fire magic.

"You said you're ashamed of your body

You'd rather die than show me..."

The spirits had told her he was doomed but Hilda had still hoped to do something. She was a Bonesayer and despite her many attempts to heal Doomgrin, all Ignited Ones knew there was no cure for Soulless Sickness. Hilda grieved and pleaded in desperation until there was no ignoring it, Doomgrin had turned.

It was with his last wisps of sanity he ordered her as Bloodlord to cull him, before he could infect her and the rest of the clan. It was with a heavy heart she was forced to do as he told, not from loyalty but because at last Doomgrin lost himself entirely and struck her savagely. Hilda grasped his throat with tear filled eyes, feeling the gazes of her clanmates watch as she went for the kill. Doomgrin struggled in her death hold, snarling and frothing and flailing as he fought back.

Until at last, the Bloodlord went limp and Hilda dropped him with a blood soaked face filled with heartache. Bloodsong longed for battles and to die in a fight was to be honored but this... this was too much, even for a Butcher such as herself. This worg, Kalurall Doomgrin, had raised her from puphood into the proud warrior she was now. She bowed her head, choking back a sob. Behind her, the clan copied her grief.

A spirit whispered in her ear, sounding like Kalurall in the deep tones it held.

"Crushfang."

Hilda and Jahkar grew up together in Bloodsong, someday they will become Bloodlord and Scourge but for now they are just little wolf pups practicing the skills they'll need for the future.

when your little siblings find out you have a crush...and smudge your paint for a piggyback ride