Alpha Alaric has become King, it took a lot to get to his position and now that he has it he looks to new land to put his castle, and to relocate his immediate pack, which is seen as some of the fiercest wolves in the world. It took a lot of looking, but finally he found the right land, a large forest called The Cursed Lands. Though he'd been told by the packs surrounding the land that is was indeed cursed by the spirit of a hellish wolf who once owned the lands, it didn't stop it. The forest was beautiful and big enough for his pack. Though his excitement for his castle and homes for his pack to be built, word had been sent to him that there were some, complications. Word said that something was stopping his men from building, from completing the word he'd sent them to. Buildings and homes had been sent a blaze, windows smashed, tools missing, and a beast's shadow looming over them. It had slowed some of them and terrified all of them. After two months of setbacks Alaric had finally had enough and decided that he would come down there himself, leaving his beta in charge of his immediate pack in his absence. Upon setting foot in his land he could feel the presence his men talked about. Something indeed loomed in these forests. Something strong, and something angered by their presence. But he would not be stopped, no "spirit" would keep him from having what was rightfully his.