In a popular zoo resides a wolf, her coat is white as snow and her howl as beautiful as the moon. This wolf never expected much of her life, she would be content performing for the spectators looking into her fake forest. The wolf was nothing more than a caged animal stuck in captivity, forced to live a sheltered life of crying children. But the white wolf soon learns that there is much more than a cage to live for, she finds her mate, fights an army of vampires, and she manages to do this because she is a werewolf, one that had been born in wolf form. She is the white wolf of legend, and she is not meant to be caged. (I am slowly editing what I have written so far and the chapters don't line up any more, I advise you not to read this story at the moment for it won't make sence.)