They call me Shadow,though that is not my real name. I'm a wanderer, forever walking through forests and arctic tundras, searching for a purpose. Yet in my four jaar effort... I have repeatedly failed... This is where my story began...
It was a cold "December, 12, 20-12" I heard humans say. I was but a pup that year, a pack claimed my families entire being. That jaar held two wars in it, one for us wolves, and one for the humans. The human war was short-lived for the war, which held humans defenders and all other forces attackers, had an inevitable end... Our war though was between two packs: one the 'Red' wolves, who's pelt were crimson red and moral always higher than the moon itself, and the 'Black' wolves, who's pelts where as dark as a starless sky with thoughts always set headstrong and seeking triumph, challenge, and something I didn't quite understand... The 'Red' wolf pack, the victors, used strategy defeating the 'Black' wolf pack who sought alliance with a near 'White' wolf pack, which both small pack combined strength and power and fought head on with all the 'Red' pack had to offer... near casualties drew back the 'White' wolves but the 'Black' pack fought strong until no Black-wolf stood, but me, I had left to a veilig haven in the nearby forest where one 'White' wolf pack member took care of me for the volgende month. He soon let me free, to the worlds fate of what would become of me, the world rejected my very being...but something, didn't. So I set off, facing the worlds worst, prevailing, for four years straight I traveled searching for something,someone,anything and anyone to,in hope, find a purpose. I have found one such place that is zei to have a larger population of wolves than most... I am within a paw of Jasper Park, and hoping for any wolf here for any information on a Black, White, of for good measure a Red wolf in the area...
It was a cold "December, 12, 20-12" I heard humans say. I was but a pup that year, a pack claimed my families entire being. That jaar held two wars in it, one for us wolves, and one for the humans. The human war was short-lived for the war, which held humans defenders and all other forces attackers, had an inevitable end... Our war though was between two packs: one the 'Red' wolves, who's pelt were crimson red and moral always higher than the moon itself, and the 'Black' wolves, who's pelts where as dark as a starless sky with thoughts always set headstrong and seeking triumph, challenge, and something I didn't quite understand... The 'Red' wolf pack, the victors, used strategy defeating the 'Black' wolf pack who sought alliance with a near 'White' wolf pack, which both small pack combined strength and power and fought head on with all the 'Red' pack had to offer... near casualties drew back the 'White' wolves but the 'Black' pack fought strong until no Black-wolf stood, but me, I had left to a veilig haven in the nearby forest where one 'White' wolf pack member took care of me for the volgende month. He soon let me free, to the worlds fate of what would become of me, the world rejected my very being...but something, didn't. So I set off, facing the worlds worst, prevailing, for four years straight I traveled searching for something,someone,anything and anyone to,in hope, find a purpose. I have found one such place that is zei to have a larger population of wolves than most... I am within a paw of Jasper Park, and hoping for any wolf here for any information on a Black, White, of for good measure a Red wolf in the area...
so i settled down then the volgende morning tony had to fight a evil person so i jumped on tonys back the on the evil person he threw me to the grond the i bit him and he ran away ***pant puff*** im ok tony howled for joy Read meer >4
It was a stormy night when I found Snowball in his room talking into a mirror "snowball what are u doing"I zei "I'm talking to my new friend" he said. I walked into me and Lilys room and ask her why snowball was talking into a mirror. She zei he's young but then I heard him yell dada. I ran in his room in the mirror was him standing their but he was bloody and dead in the real world. Lily ran in and zei she was stabbed as she released her hands and their was a stab wound. "Who stabbed you"I said. "I looked in the mirror then..." she zei this then fell. I went then looked in the mirror my reflection did not verplaats when I did but looked at me and zei "your next" I then felt a sharp pain in my chest. I was stabbed some how I then ran to a closet and locked the door where I'm now. I'm bleeding to death and I can't stop this killing. But my time is about up so this is.........
Shadow, the older brother, is the envy of many wolves. Unlike Seth, of Northrend, Shadow gets females attracted to him, door raw strength... Not personality, of anything else. That's the onl reason he hasn't chosen any mate yet. His tough black outside resembles the body build of a bear. In strength and muscles only. He is the strongest of all Seth's family, and despite the scar on his right thigh, the evil black eyes, and the two sharp fangs, he has a hart-, hart of gold.
Personality: Determined, stubborn, and ornery. Quite the strategist.
Appearance: Jet black fur, with a scar, on his thigh.
Mate: STILL OPEN
Distinguishing features: Elongated claws. Was born this way.
Theme song: Dignity door new politics.
u may of my not herd of Humphrey and Kate,but u haven't herd of the packs out west.Two tribes,named E6 and and E7.They stand for Estras6 and Estras7.This story is about a lone wolf that came back from his mission to find destruction.AS he entered his native packs'(E7)camp,he saw the alpha wolf with teeth marks in his neck that look exactly like ones from another pack.when he left his camp that was burning slowly,he saw the E6 camp suffered the same fate. Leaving the valley that held the two camps the lone wolf only felt the sharp desire revenge and in memory named himself E13.