Post by Aiyanna on Jul 20, 2007 3:20:43 GMT -5
In a time so long ago that not even the oldest wolves remember it, there was one large pack that occupied both the meadows and mountains. Their alpha male, a large gray wolf by the name of Rikal, led in such a way that he won the respect of all he met. All except Rikal's older brother from a previous litter, a small black wolf named Firek. Firek was wildly jealous of the alpha male, so he began spreading lies about him, planting the seeds for a revolt. Some were swayed, including two of Rikal's sons, and they banded together and one night attacked Rikal and the others still loyal to him. After a long, gruesome fight, Rikal's pack drove the few survivors of Firek's band into the mountains while they stayed in the meadows. However, the casualties were catastrophic. Both Rikal and Firek were killed, and with their leaders gone, the rest of the wolves were left to fend for themselves. They never again spoke of the battle, but an inherent distrust of the others was passed on throughout the generations. Some offspring of Rikal and Firek lived to reproduce, so the bloodline lives on. Although none of the packs in either the meadows or mountains are evil per se, the harsh climate and living conditions for the mountain wolves makes them more prone to shows of temper and aggression. There has been talk of a final battle between the meadow and mountain wolves, but for now, it is just a rumor.