Once in a time long since forgotten are people of origin to our story. At the heart Of the forest lives a tribe Of native people who- according to myths- started the first lineage Of beast. These people called themselves the people Of the moon for they believed that their ancestors onced belong on the heavenly moon and shall one day return up above. Until then, they lived on earth a life of simplicity, relying on nature to provide what they need; Harmony, working alongside their fellows, family, friends, and townsmen; And their certain beliefs in life. Along with these beliefs were that there are spirits in all thing around us. Some to protect us and some to destroy. Their main belief is that the moon is their creator. They praise it like a god and it answers their prayers by giving them the wolves, known to them as their guardian and a warrior Of the moon. They treat these animals with care, love and respect as if they are one Of them. Along with the wolf, they lived a harmonious and fruitful life. It was a time of peace and flourish... until one tragic day.
A forest will always have a snake, only this one is much more treacherous than the rest. One Of them tribesmen betrayed his own people. Driven by greed he tricked a foreign general to lay siege on the tribe, believing that there is treasure in their tribe and it's theirs for the taking if they can get rid of the nuisance. Driven by greed and want he lay waste on the people of the moon and set upon fire their home. Destroyed every plant, and crops, murdered the tribesmen and purge the forest. They destroyed the whole tribe. The ones who are lucky to survive and misfortunate enough not to escape were enslaved, spared to do their biddings. But there are some who escaped and took refuge to a cave. The chief of them tribe, the whole tribe were furious and seek revenge. They dissolve a plan to take down the evil foes who destroyed their and avenge their kins. One Man stood up a plan... a shaman. He proposed to call on to them spirits and ask for aid. The people, knowing that they have no choice, agreed to the plan. So the shaman begun his incantation to get his answer... only he didn't expect his reply. They answered with one thing... the spirit of the wolf emerge and possessed itself to their strongest man... the chief's son. And from then on they first werewolf came to be. It has the head of a wolf, body of ten man, covered in white fur, with the strength of twenty raging bulls.
It was not what they expected from the spirits, but they took it with honor as he became their new guardian. With this new form he killed all of them soldiers that attacked them. He left no one alive... including their traitor. Once he was satisfied with his revenge, the chief's son rebuild their tribe and flourish it at it's once glory. Then came a time where he has to take a wife which bore him fine children. His powers was inherited by his children... but not as strong as he was. But a strand did had his whole and take on his role as the next guardian. And so they called it the legend beast, or the white wolf for there never had a wolf of white cloth, a strand of rarerity. These white wolves became the kings of wolves for thousands of years, defending his people and defeating their enemies, keeping peace among his tribal men. Overtime their species became the dominant one but them to be humble in nature, decided to not take part in human history and live in the shadows for thousands of years by the rule of the white wolf.
Some tried to dethrone the white wolves rule. They won, they failed and kept trying over and over. At the present time a new breed has emerge and they called themselves the nightmare clan and challenged the wolf king, succeeding on killing his majesty. Now the current king were killed mercilessly by a pack of evil wolves whose sole purpose was to dominate the world and their long rule was taken by the one of evil heart. There is no hope for the world of wolves. But, his heir is still alive, Running but fighting at the same time. Gathering allies to wage war against the tyrant nightmares. His name is Jack Frost, the last living descendant of the very first wolf, the last white wolf. Bearing the power of his ancestor, he is preparing for a war against the nightmare on full blast. he will have his revenge for his father and win back the wolven kingdom. As the last descendant of his ancestor, the last white wolf and the son of the fallen king, he will succeed.
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Fangs And Claws
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