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for as long as anyone could remember, the valheim forest was always split into two regions. the highlands and the lowlands. in the highlands were the strong and resilient vail pack, the original inhabitants of valheim. there had always been tension between them and the neighboring arcadia pack, who lived in the lowlands, the more heavily wooded area of the forest. it wasn't until the alphess of vail's pups went missing, however, that it turned to war. the search for her missing offspring lead the wolves from the vail pack into the territory of the arcadia pack, where they found the pups murdered. however, there was never any time to find out who was responsible, as the alphess of vail launched an attack on arcadia in her rage that very same night. the arcadian wolves were unaware of who would have committed the murders, but the alphess was not convinced; the way she saw
it, it must have been planned out and the arcadia pack was to blame. the wolves of vail began to view the arcadian wolves as savages, and pup killers. they were convinced the arcadia pack was out to get them, and that they were a threat to the way of life they had always known. the alphess continued organizing attacks against arcadia, one of which was an ambush on a hunting patrol. the arcadian wolves in the patrol were unprepared and left defenseless, and were all killed.
the arcadia pack realized at this point that they had no choice but to defend themselves. it was kill or be killed. they were still unaware entirely which one of their packmates had committed the murders, or if any of them even had. rumor in the arcadia pack was that the alphess killed her pups herself just so that her pack would hate arcadia enough to fight a war against them. but several of them lost their relatives in the ambush on the hunting patrol. the hate between the two packs was becoming even deeper, the fights between the packs becoming more vicious and more frequent, until the numbers on both sides began to dwindle.
after nearly a year of war between the two packs, the fighting has finally come to a standstill, the alphas of both packs were killed in the same battle. at first, the packs tried to come back from the loss of their leaders but the inexperienced new alphas lacked the wisdom to lead their packmates, especially in a time of war. all sense of order was lost, and it wasn't long before the packs began to fall apart. first it would be a couple of wolves distancing themselves from their pack here and there, but before everyone knew it, there were no packs left in valheim to speak of, they had completely broken apart. now, the survivors of the war roam valheim alone, or with one or two others they stuck with. two months have passed since the end of the war, the air is becoming colder and the trees are beginning to lose their autumn leaves. as the harsh winter draws nearer, prey becomes more scarce by the day. with no packs left to set borders, lone wolves have begun to wander into valheim for the first time in years. survival becomes more uncertain by the day, and without the strength in numbers many of the wolves in valheim are used to, many of them will not survive the winter. the only issue is that many of the only other wolves alive are the ones their old pack was slaughtered by.
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