April 13, 2011
I am doing some spring cleaning! If you see things missing from here, have no fear! The Main Site is finally coming together! I also want to put out a huge thanks to Cadence, one of our newer staff members, for keeping us motivated on working on this place! Thanks! <3

Side Note: There has only been one entry for the Mascot Contest! So go to the contest and put in an entry!

- AeriliteFox

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January 12, 2011
I am very excited to see this place up and running! Things are starting to happen quickly, and I'd like to give a round of applause to Aeril who is putting a lot of hard work and effort into bringing our website past the 21st century! Thank you Aeril, and thank you to all the dedicated members, mods, and admins who have come back to see Exodious return to it's former glory and beyond! *Gives out pats on backs*

- Vixen

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Dec. 13, 2010
Just checking in after... well, a long absence, lets just call it that. I'm trying to get a hold of the site creator and see if she is wanting to get the site back up or not. I certainly hope so!

- AeriliteFox

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4/11/2011 - There will soon be a Garshian Pack Meeting!
1/1/2011 - BAN ON ADDING EXODIOUS PACK MEMBERS. There are simply too many Exodious wolves, we need more Garshia and Alpine wolves to help level things out.

He had made many mistakes, too many. Now, he must search for a way to reduce or eliminate them...But how? He continued to pace about the confines of his seal, thinking hard. The fires and lava flows he had erected to remind him of Tartarus, of his home, died down somewhat, only to flare anew as his frustration grew. Animus gave them a withering look and everything went dead silent. Suddenly, he grinned, an idea having formed in his head. Dead...That was it. Quick and easy to do, and it didn't require much power on his part. But how could he do it without arousing too much attention from those vile sisters of his? He pondered that also, going over the various methods of death.

It came to him, then. A plague! An airborne plague that he could spread at will! He would decimate the packs, once and for all. Alpine was more useless than he had thought, and cowards as well. Unwilling or unable to help their Lord--their God!--they were no longer worthy of him. The Exodians and the Garshia, well, he would just decimate them too! He smiled, then set to work, creating a plague of magic. It would infect every living thing it came into contact with, and transfer their magic and life force to him, so that he might grow stronger and break free once and for all. The thought of causing the three packs to die out completely--to get revenge on his sisters--made him giddy with glee. Silently, intently, he went about his task...