Prologue
Sleek is the wolf. Secretive is the raven. When both blend, they become one animal, one force. These two cultures are different, yet the same. Both share the love of family and yet both do not share a love for dance. The two cultures were banned to mingle, to merge ever since the war of the serpiente and avian began. Yet all that changed with the birth of Wyvern's Court. Some wolves of the Lupine territory learned of this merging and were appalled at Zane and Danica's union, saying it to be unholy. Others, however, thought it to proper. Rebel wolves challenged the alpha male and alpha females, saying that wolves were better then the others, too proud to be with other cultures. The wise leaders were not moved and refused to change their ways. A meeting of the two groups resulted in the death of the alpha, and the death of the cubs the alpha female carried. Her people drove the rebels out and ever since, the Lupine people have never seen any real battle among their own pack. Elders have predicted a prophecy, and still that prophecy has not been answered and is far from completed.
It spoke of a woman, a she-wolf, who loved her mate but also bore a greater love for a childhood friend: A rogue wolf. She was to choose, but who shall love this dancer, a dancer among the stars?
A rogue cries in the night
His song of a great and mournful height
Calling to her to set things right
Melting ice, like tears falling from a cheek
She longed to climb the highest mountain, touch the uppermost peak
Running wild along the drifts of snow
She was at least willing to take her people from the river of their woe
She shall go to the fortress of bird and snake
A proposition she shall make
She shall marry for her people's sake
Trust and confidence is all it will take
Something else strung a song on the strings of her heart
A song of a friendship fallen apart
Of love found and almost lost
She realized everything in life, had a cost
She had tried to avoid any future wars
Her betrayal and choices left unhealed scars
Left her bitter rage behind mental bars
She is the dancer among stars
A young woman came from the healers, a small vial in her hands. She smiled at the moon, green eyes twinkling, and walked back to her den where her mate lay in slumber. Rae laid a hand on her swelling stomach and grinned. This child was her first cub since she swore allegiance to her mate Dakota , two years before and she felt proud to carry his child. Rae gazed at the light twilight and smiled, "If this child is a girl then the name shall be Ashli, star-dancer and if it is male then Nichols, son of the night." Rae climbed in beside her mate and felt him stir in his sleep before settling into dream.