This is a quick write about a pack of wolves. They each have a type of power that, when used together, could heal their lands. But the packs refuse, a deep hate planted in their souls from a previous battle. This battle is known as Foggy Turf. The land still exists, but is in worse condition than any other. The wolf in the story is made out to be you, but (if I continue) will be transferred into a single wolf. *ALL NAMES BELONG TO ME*, thank you!All Rights Reserved