Wolf book

Prologue

"In the beginning, when the land was still whole and filled with various of creatures, an animal know as 'two-legs' was the cleverest of all. They were never satisfied, hunting us wolves to steal our very skin, bringing bloodshed and fire to craft savage devices they used to destroy the land.

The two-legs drove many creatures to extinction. They even slew the dragon they once prayed to, the guardians of the land and holders of great wisdom. And so their deeds brought an end to the Age of Dragons.

But all of that would change when a female wolf was drawn to the cries of a young dragon. Her scales shimmered a brilliant blue and she carried a crimson emblem on her neck. Driven by maternal instinct, the wolf raised her as her own. And as time passed, the wolves began to know 'Seiyru' the Azure Dragon as their goddess.

She became stronger and more wary of the two-legs who threatened her pack, so she released a mighty roar that summoned new dragons to take back the land. This land was carried off by an ancient being into the sea, never to be seen by two-leg eyes ever again.

Over time, the dragon's presence began to affect the island and it's creatures. Slowly, wolves left behind their plain coats for more colors and learned the elements of their Gods. Dragons began to refer to them as Delvihen wolves.

New species were formed, the land change to the very whim of the Gods, and Delv Ihoo was born. And yet, no wolf gained the element of Seiyru herself. Legend speaks of a wolf who would gain a pelt as white as snow, and would wiled the element know as Azure.

But legends are what they are, tales of the past that alter each time they're told." A calm male voice spoke from the edge of the cliff, and a black wolf opened up their eyes that was blood red, after he spoke of a legend of the story. "I have studied every version, visited countless ruins to learn about our very own gods. And the legend isn't quite what it seems." He added as his red eyes looked at a brown wolf with white markings laying down on a rock as he spoke.

"What do you mean, Mithos?" A female voice spoke from the brown wolf as she turned her head and her light brown eyes lade upon him.

"The legend serves to deceive us wolves, and to hide the Auzer Dragon's true motives. I have discovered what it is that she tried to hide so desperately. We are all simply a small part of a much grander plan, but it seems the dragons did not account for how intelligent we have grown as a species. Legends will not me from achieving my goal." Mithos said as he looked off into the distance. "Aela what is the status of our armies?" He added as he turned his head to look at Aela.

"All forces have positioned themselves accordingly, and are ready to strike." Aela said as she continued to look at him. "The Subaro pack in the desert will be the first to fall."

"Then it is time." He said as he walked forward. " Most of the The Dyelaq clans shall fall... Before the moon rises." He then stopped, and looked back into the distance before he raised his head towards the sky, and then he let out a low howl that could be heard from a distance...

Desert was all you could see for distance, and the sun near the horizon. And two wolves with light brown and orange ish fur from the Subaro pack stud next to dead wolves that were scattered around the desert sand.

Then the younger of the two wolves with white markings on its face, walked over to one of the dead wolves, and then stepped on its neck. "You piece of shit, what did you think would happen, huh?" He said with a young voice as he lowered his face to look at the dead wolves face, before raising his head with a smile. "You wolves are truly laughable." Then he laughed as he continued to step on the dead wolf.