Blood Brothers

The Beginning

"For generations, the dire wolves of the Olfr Tribe were the masters of the Stonefields. No other predators other than themselves dared to come close to their territory, in which the grass grew lush and prey roamed the forests in great numbers. The hunters and the hunted lived in harmony and perfect balance, and they would do so until the end of times. Or so we thought. 

Three whole summers, my father, Cray the Scarred, was the Tribe's Chieftain. He slaughtered the previous Chieftain in bloody battle, thus claiming the rank of alpha male. The next winter, I was born. Cray the Scarred was a strong and honorable Chieftain, and I hoped one day to succeed him and lead the Olfr Tribe to further glory. 

But I never wanted him to die. Not like this.

I remember the night it happened. I remember that you were there. You were the one that tore him to pieces, though I doubt you're able to understand or recall such a thing. Let me tell you what happened on that night and the moons after. Let me tell you how I got banished and how I traveled the world. Let me tell you how we became Blood Brothers."