When the Full Moon Rises
Over the mountains, across the lakes and into a forest long forgotten lives four wolf packs who run free yet live in peril from the two legged ones. But there are a few whom are different, they are werewolfs.
The packs:
Raven:
They own the lake by their den, and a small part of the forest that leads to the meadow.
They have a firm hold on the northern section of the meadow.
Though they don't own it yet, the Ravens are fighting for the border of the plateau.
Iron-Teeth:
The Iron-Teeth pack controls most of the plateau in which their dens are located. They also own the meadown and forest behind it. They want the southren section of the Raven Packs meadow and are fighting hard for it. This pack owns the most territory because of their strength and ability to keep whatever land they gain.
Hexen:
This pack has the least amount of productive territory compared to the others. They own the forest and miny meadow near their den, and the desert area. There's very little in the desert other then sand however so it serves like a first line of denfense. Since these wolves are magic masters, they have set up a sort of alarm in the desert to warn them of enemy wolves approaching.
Nameless:
A pack of rouges whom have come together to protect and help eachother. They live out in the dessert not much is known about them yet.
~Chapter 1~
Raven Pack:Beneath the Evergreens
It's been three days since Wynn had escaped the humans. She has wondered many miles when finally she reaches the bottom of the mountain, suddenly a Raven screeches out and Wynn awakens from her daunting past. It's been three years since she had escaped from the humans and she was now back in her pack. "Just the same dream over and over again" she thought to herself as she exited the den. You could smell last night's rain, a wonderful smell indeed. As the Shaman of the pack it was her job to help the wounded, but she was taken during her apprenticeship. She pads off to see if she could find Holly near the lake, one of her closest friends, her mentor and closest thing to a mother she had. On her way there she sees a bush of rosemary, marking where it is she continues towards the lake. The sun rising over the mountain was a sight indeed, when reaching the lake Wynn saw no one there but the reflection of the sun off the water. Wynn finally comes to the bank of the lake and sits and looks at what seems to be an endless blue until you see the green forests beyond the lake.
Holly finally woke in her personal den, seeing Wynn had already left she went to the lake. "Good day Wynn" Holly said with cheer in her voice, Wynn looks over her shoulder to see Holly she gives a nod of recognition to her "Good morning Holly". The water was a deep blue and the waves came just up to Wynn's paws with a small and faint crash. "Wynn is something...." Holly didn't say another word she could tell what she was troubled about.
"Holly I found a nice rosemary bush on my here that we could plant outside your den" Wynn said sheepishly. With a slight nod Holly stood up and so did Wynn. Leading the way to the bush Wynn couldn't get it out of her head that something was going to happen something big. Holly clawed at the bottom of the plant, when some of the roots could be seen Wynn grabed the plant and pulled it out of the ground. "Good work Wynn now shall we get that back to my den?" Holly asked with happiness, With a slight nod Wynn carries the plant back to camp.