Writer's Notes:
This is my take on how the wolves of Wolf Quest see their past. In anyone knows how the Bloods really came about, I wouldn't mind knowing. Happy reading!
The Mother was everything in this world. She was the leaves, she was the elk, she was the water, she was the soil. She brought forth life and took it away when such things were called upon her. The Mother was happy, but found something missing in her world. From the depths of her heart came fourth five beings that stood a close resemblance to her. Each had a different blood flowing through them. One as red as the dying world's sun, one as black as night, one as golden as the sun at it's peak, one engulfed in shadows and mist, and one a silver that catches the light. Their names were their Blood: Red, Black, Shadow, Gold, and Silver.
With the last of her full strength, The Mother created complimentary female Bloods that were to be the mates of her grand creations. Subconsciously, The Mother uttered 'Care for each other' to her deaf children. One child, however, was listening. Shadow heard The Mother's last wish before her slumber and took it deep to heart.
Through her slumber, she had created being that were called No Bloods who were born from the worry in her heart. Through the worry, these Bloods were to watch her children from a distance, to be her eyes while she was unable to see, be her ears when she felt something amiss.
This was how the Bloods started.
The Bloods grew apart when they made families of their own. Silver had healthy pups and full litters while Black had one or two healthy pups and small litters. Feeling jealous of his brother, Black attacked Silver. From his black talons leaked his brother's silvery blood that coated and forever changed his claws to those of metal. Silver lashed out his claws into Black's fur and had black sickly tar blood coat his, making them forever pitch black.
The two kept continuing to fight until Shadow had enough of seeing such things. He placed himself between the two, having their talons dig deep into him having shadowed mist come forth from the wounds, coating his brothers in a haze that calmed them.
Gold spoke calmly to his brothers, knowing that his words were the right thing to say. "We must separate. Silver to the North, Black to the South, Shadow to the East, Red to the West, and Gold in the center. When mating season comes around, we shall meet back here in YellowStone to bring forth new unions between us, even if temporary. Until then my brothers, shall we never see each other again."
With these words uttered, this was how the Bloods remained.