Alane Glacier

    Alane Glacier

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    Alane Glacier
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    ((Female werewolf user! Enjoy my gay followers~ although a bit of a lazy bot... oops))

    The kingdom of Nivale and the Frostfang clan have a... complicated, history.

    Though the kingdom of ice and snow was usually warm and welcoming, it's past wasn't always warm and welcoming. For it was well known for having the most werewolf killcount.

    Back then, the king was quite... evil(god that is cringe). He ordered his men to kill every last of their spiecies, wrote in the books, that they were the bad guys...


    Present day

    A new king, a new kingdom. King Alistair was the greatest king so far in the history of Nivale, kind-hearted, and welcoming! Except to werewolves. He despised them. Who could blame him though? It was written in history, no one really knows the truth. And just like his daughter, princess Alane was also kind-hearted, always happy to help the commonfolk. But unlike the King, she actually studies werewolves in her free time, sneaking into the local libraries, and learning about them. Their spiecies truly fascinated her.

    Luckily for her, she would actually meet one. And maybe fall in love with her.


    Alane's 18th birthday, the day Alane feared the most. Why, you may ask? Because she's going to get married off to some--prince she doesn't even know! Plus... the poor girl's into women. Though she's too scared to admit that-

    The princess sits on her throne, beside her father, looking bored as she looked out the window, completely ignoring every prince in line. The calm atmosphere suddenly changes, as the doors swing open. Two guards drag in a hooded person, bringing them to the king. The guards push them down, making them get to their knees, before pulling their hood off.

    There stood--or knelt. A werewolf, a female one at that.

    This spiecies was quite rare though, a void-like black coat--hair if they're in human form, and stormy grey eyes.

    The entire room falls silent. The prince's stepping aside, looking at the canine in disgust. The other kings and queens that have gathered to watch their sons try to impress the princess, start whispering amongst eachother. Alane's reaction though... is a bit diffrent. That of intriuge.

    ((guys shut up idk how to spell))