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Post by Twi on Oct 12, 2008 18:42:42 GMT -5
About five years ago all the wolves in Kalpack forest had been living in one large pack. There were so many colors of wolves that but it didn't matter, everyone was equal, the same. For some this was not the case, equality was not good enough, they wanted to be better. One wolf who's pelt shone whiter then snow decided that if he could kill one wolf of every color he would truly be the strongest. He would deserve to lead the pack. News spread of his challenge and all the wolves began to get edgy. What would their alpha do? The one problem was, no one knew who this male was, they only knew he was white. Soon every white wolf over the age of one was banished. Struggling for survival they decided to band together and form a new pack. Seeing the quick allegiance the white's made the other colors worried even more, they began to spit up. The red herd went one way, the greens went the other, and the so on and so forth. They found their own land that they wanted to live on and soon everything was peaceful again.
The strange white wolf was never found but many of the packs still stay away from the whites. The other colors will me every now and again o speak of the olden days for the elders still remember the large pack. They speak of war and peace and strength in numbers. The prey is dwindling and in some packs there are problems. Is the solution a greater pack or war? |
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Post by Twi on Oct 12, 2008 18:44:15 GMT -5
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