The Gift
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A life as a rogue when everyone thinks your not. Having Alpha blood but not wanting to take over. Knowing your life is about to take a turn for the wilder. Will it be for better or worse? How about living in the fear of the elders. What if...
this was all caused because of the 10 gifts:
Perception
Agility
Gravity
Time
Elements
Sound
Strength
Speed
Truth
Fate
Would you live in this world with this life? I know I do.
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