Years and years before the wolves arrived in Dabia, the dragons ruled over the land with fire and death. None could stand their heat or malice. All of the dragons took commands from Hachūrui. Hachūrui was the largest dragon of them all with scales of white. He towered over all the others and crushed humans beneath his massive paws. His talons gouged ravines into the earth. He rarely used his wings for his stride could cover many leagues. He would destroy towns and kill without a care. He set the world on fire and caused all creatures to live in fear of him. When he hatched, his father tried to destroy the evil creature. He was killed by Hachūrui. His mother soon followed. His powers were many. His flames could melt rock. His sense of smell was so great, he could smell the power in others. He would smell each egg and those that posed threats, he crushed. Many mothers rebelled but were crushed.
This madness continued for years until a small tan egg was discovered by a human and brought to the woods.
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Lone Wolves
FantasyIn a far away land, filled with magic, there are many packs of wolves. Six main packs rule the land, commanding the elements. They keep close ranks and mate for ability, not love. They fear change and anything different.
