The three territories here are split by a great barrier of hate and pain, created long ago. But it was not always like this. This land used to be connected under one pack; some say the greatest pack of them all. But jealousy, hate, and greed, tore this pack apart, and left only pieces.

The story begins, and ends, with four children. They were the alphas pups; three males and one female. There was Jet, the oldest of the four. He was a powerful leader, and a great friend. Then there was Titon, the second oldest. He was a playful pup, full of jokes and laughter. Then there was Night, the youngest male. He was very greedy, and had a big attitude. The last one was Mist, the only female. She was very shy, very smart, and loved deeply by her three brothers.

One look at this group of pups and you would see happy siblings. But there was a great rift appearing between the brothers. From the day they could talk, Jet and Night never saw eye to eye. Jet believed in trust and honor, while Night believed in power and dominance. This left Titon in the center, not able to choose a side. The brothers tried to keep this from there sister, they did not want to affect her. But Mist saw what was happening, and always tried to stop it.

It was not until the siblings had grown did things start to happen. The brothers fought more and more among each other; and soon the members of the pack began to take sides. Then one day Jet and Night had a large argument and Night stormed out. The pack separated in half, leaving it weak and full of tension. Night took his army into the darker lands, planning how to overthrow his brothers, and take the place of alpha by himself. War was unavoidable.

It started in the middle of winter and went on for a whole year. The war was bloody and took many lives from both sides. Finally, on the night that the war started; the Great Battle happened. The two sides fought long into the night at what is now Bloodlust River is. The brothers eventually met up. Titon backed out, saying he would not fight his own flesh and blood like this. But Jet and Night tried to rip each other to pieces, knowing that whoever won the battle would be alpha.

Mist, who had been kept out of the war by her brothers, stormed into the fight to break them up. It was near dawn, and the first rays of light were just touching the battle. As Mist raced up to her fighting brothers and tried to pull them apart; Jet turned and cut her throat. He only realized what had happened when he saw her bloody body on the ground.

In a fit of rage, Jet and Titon chased there now terrified brother to the Forgotten Ruin. Night tried to beg for forgiveness, but Jet would not here it. He slit his brother’s throat, spilling the blood upon the rocks.

After the war, they say Titon and Jet never spoke again. They could not even look at each other, for they brought to many memories. The last of Night’s followers sank into the dark lands from which they had followed him a year ago. Jet and most of the pack went into what is now the Land of Light. Titon, there aging parents and a few other wolves went to the territories that were in between, forever blocking the two sides from each other.

Most thought that was the end of it. The war was over, and the once great pack had been split in three. But it was not over, not yet. On the day of his mother’s death, Titon sat alone with her as they watched the sunset. She used her last ounce of strength, to whisper the secret that had been haunting her for years.
“There is a fourth child. Your second sister is still alive…”

Now the pack is almost gone. Only two remain from the bloodline of the once great pack. But things are begening to change. Suddenly wolves have started to appear onto the lands, free to go were they wish. The souls have a plan, will you be apart of it?

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