Post by Ärï on Dec 11, 2007 12:24:21 GMT -5
Meet the packs and read their story
[FlamePack] [BoulderPack] [FrostPack] [BloodPack]
Meet the enemy and face them...
A slender gray body walked through the undergrowth and a scent quickly came to her. Sniffed the air and padded forward until she saw a large black wolf. He has peircing red eyes and scented the female immediatly. Turning the male let out a low growl I will be living here, and you cannot change my mind his voice cold. The female growled back This land belongs to the packs and leapt at the male. He dodged and quickly turned to counter. He pinned the gray female leader and bit hard on her throat. Tell the packs that they better watch out if they want to live his voice a snarl now. He gave a harsh nip to the smaller wolf and took off into the darkness of the shadows.
Get the reinforcements and track the enemy...
The female rushed home and at the next gathering announced what happened to the others. During the gathering, surprisingly, the male showed up with a small band of followers. He announced himself as his name being Bloodmoon, after his new found ancestors a pack of dead wolves that were just as evil as himself. Shimmersun stared at the male with disgust as he left that gathering and everytime she checked the new border with him and his group, more and more scent were there and more and more encounters and border fights occured. One day a large fight broke out between all four packs. By the end of the fight, Bloodmoon was left standing, the bodies of the other leaders around him. His own formed pack stood behind him as the last few warrior stood before them.
Tackle the enemy and win...
After a desperate struggle, Bloodmoon was finally killed and his pack retreated. Three warriors stood, close to death in the bloody field as glowing forms came from the bodies strewn across the ground. Four came forward, the old leaders, Shimmersun, leader of FlamePack, Brokensun, leader of BoulderPack and Crystalsun, leader of FrostPack. They stepped forward and performed a ceremony, giving the last three warriors new names with the surname 'sun'. The group returned to their packs and gathered any wolves they could find. Meanwhile, in BloodPack, a new leader had been named with the surname 'moon' the leader was just as blood thirsty and wanted the forest for himself.
All the packs have recapped and regrouped, they have grown and prospered. The peace has grown but all three leaders wonder how long it will last. BloodPack has been silent for too long, and just when they think everything will be fine they recieve a chilling prophecy...
The shadows are rising
And three will rise from the forest floor
Along with one from the outside
They must ban together
Before the forest is covered in blood
