Phora : The Last Silver Fox

p r o l o g u e :

Winter always seemed to be the longest season for most. In Vertisa it never ends. As a child I grew up along side an elderly wolf named Alazar, he was thirty two years of age, and many respected him for his years and experience, although most have never seen him in the lands before. Him and myself were like ghost exposing themselves to the land of Vertisa. This land is one of the coldest places on earth. On this side of the earth Winter never ends, once you are born in Vertisa many never make it out alive. The harsh lands make it tough to survive, and many animals who live in Vertisa are the most deadliest of their kind. Some refer to this side as the land of the dead. The highest mountain that reaches into the sky was were Alazar came from with a silver baby fox. Legends of a prophecy spilled out from other elders, and sorcerers that the end would come from a white brute, who's tail had been burned off. Then one elder spoke of a beast with promise, death and change for the better. Both legends would intertwine with one another and the world will change forever in the eyes of all.