The Rise Of Ferah

[feyre.archeron]

howls echo in the forest late in the night. they are the howls of the shadow pack. known for their elusive behavior, the pack quite often spends time in the dark of night, wishing only to survive in the desolate forest. winter has struck harder than normal and the shadow pack is beginning to starve. their alpha, alkar, has made the decision to lead the pack out of their current territory and towards the south where the weather is warmer, but a shadow is stalking the pack. his name is malice. his one and only thought is to take over the pack, to kill the one wolf who has for so long kept him at bay. enter ferah, the daughter of the alpha and malice's goal in mates. she had always been the rebel child but not once has she considered taking the feral outsider as a mate. when her father decides to move the pack, she stands behind him 100% and helps guide the pack to their new land, but when malice enter's the scent the she wolf must defend the pack she so loves or risk everything trying. can the pack make it safely to their destination, or will malice stop them in their tracks?

THE PACK

Alpha[s]: Alkar and Sarani
Bets[s]: Ferah
Delta[s]: Nukai and Shintu
Members: Avalon, Katri, Lycan, Abon, Hypno
Juveniles: Caster and Juno
Omega[s]: Valor

OUTSIDERS

Malice, Kotoro, and Shintana

[feyre.archeron]

There were no sunbeams spread out across the glistening snow, no warmth filtering through the barren forest in which the small pack of wolves called home. As a large gray wolf stood from his place in the snow, shaking the white flakes from his pelt others began to poke their heads through the thick white substance. Thirteen sets of eyes scanned the barren land, hunger rumbling deep in their stomachs. A slender white fae, her pale blue eyes echoing the hunger she felt, watching the pack with an intensity that could only be matched by that of the alpha. "Ferah, please gather the pack and begin a hunt, I must tend to your mother" the larger gray wolf commanded. The brilliant pale blue orbs grazed over his massive body, her ears rotating towards the brute. She nodded and got to her paws. Her pawsteps were light and her maw closed tight as she walked to the front of the pack. All eyes followed her, aware of her status within the pack, aware of her lineage. There was a certain respect in most of the eyes that stared after her, but others held contempt for the dearest daughter of the alphas. Afraid her lineage spoiled her, putting the pack in far more danger than most were truly comfortable with. However, despite all feelings, when the beta spoke all maw's snapped shut and all eyes focused in on her white form. "Winter is in full swing, the air is bitter and we are starved. Alkar is staying behind today to tend to Sarani, I will be taking Nukai, Avalon, Katri, Abon, Caster and Juno with me on the hunt. The rest of you stay and guard the den and my mother and father" most heads dropped rather respectfully, intent on pleasing the princess but others narrowed their eyes in disdain, a sense that the princess was all too aware of. WIP