four hundred years ago this land was a battlefield, man and animal were at war with each other. without regards to life man hunted not only for survival but for sport, to hang their trophies on walls and proclaim themselves the gods. they wiped out herds and packs. animals were left to fear for their lives, they hid in the depths of forests and caves - never to see the great mountains again. than one day they appeared, the wolves led by the great damasis, a wise and noble leader he led his pack to drive the humans back further and further until finally he had drove their presence through the sacred pass and from the red mountains. their howls created a great avalanche which sealed the sacred pass, leaving the red mountain valley to the animals and time.
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since the disappearance of humans from the red mountain valley the wolf packs of it have been allowed to flourish, each one occupying its own territory. the valley pack especially has thrived, furthest from the sacred pass they are surrounded on all sides be an abundance of prey and the majority of the lake occupies their own territory, with mountains on all sides they face very few threats from the world. but fear has struck their hearts when one hellish night the beta of the forest pack stumbled, bleeding and bruised, into their territory and proclaimed that humans had broken through the pass once again. now they are faced with the question, do they hope that humans won't travel this far back? or do they make a break for it and leave everything they've ever known behind? as they debate the elders recall the stories passed down, the stories that start with the humans in the valley and finish with the end of days...
* the roleplay has started but has barely even begun and recaps are there upon request! *
