Post by //Sterlingsilver// on Feb 18, 2009 19:15:20 GMT -6
Long ago, when the humans had not yet reached North America, and the continent was wild and untamed; great beasts roamed the land, such as the Saber Tooth, the Mammoth, and the Dire Wolf. These Dire Wolves were skillful pack hunters, able to bring down the Bison, the Horse, even the giant Sloth. They were divided into two basic clans: The Decerto to the north, and the Venator to the south. The Decerto are cold-hearted, and are warlike, often fighting among themselves instead of providing for their packs. The Venator were more peace-loving, and were skillful hunters. They were a bit larger than the Decerto, as they lived in a warmer climate and were better fed. However, recently there was an understanding between the packs of the Decerto, and they had ceased pushing on the borders of the more peaceful hunters of the Venator to the south.
There were two Leaders of the Venator and two Leaders of the Decerto, one male and one female, who led a group of a single selected member of each smaller pack under their rule. These were known as the Chosen, for they were the best fighters and hunters of each pack and were something like a standing army; they hunted and could come and go as they pleased, but only if they would come to the full moon assessments that occurred every other full moon. There was a single Alpha for the Chosen, and he aided the Leaders in planning and strategy.
Altsoba was the Alpha for the Chosen, a big, slender red-and-gray she-wolf. Though young, she had passed her assessments easily, and climbed the ranks within two years of service, impressing the Leaders. However, the Leaders' only son Morbus felt his position as heir was in jeopardy. So, he plotted, and came up with a plan.
Deliberately, he picked a fight with Altsoba away from the rest of the Chosen. He fought just enough to goad her into a blind rage, for which the Chosen were known. It was during this rage that the rest of the Chosen came upon them, and what they and the Leaders saw was Altsoba killing Morbus. They subdued her by sheer numbers while Morbus told his lie with his dying breath, because he hadn't counted on her ferocity and skill. Altsoba, and all the Chosen of the Venator, were tossed out like a spoiled hunk of meat and chased to the hills of the southwest, where they remain, forever branded as Tainted Ones.
It was at this moment that the Decerto decided to wage War with the Venator. The Decerto's numbers are greater than ever, and are pressing the Venator back. The Leaders of the Venator have not yet called the former Chosen, the Tainted Ones, into service...[/size] [/sup]
There were two Leaders of the Venator and two Leaders of the Decerto, one male and one female, who led a group of a single selected member of each smaller pack under their rule. These were known as the Chosen, for they were the best fighters and hunters of each pack and were something like a standing army; they hunted and could come and go as they pleased, but only if they would come to the full moon assessments that occurred every other full moon. There was a single Alpha for the Chosen, and he aided the Leaders in planning and strategy.
Altsoba was the Alpha for the Chosen, a big, slender red-and-gray she-wolf. Though young, she had passed her assessments easily, and climbed the ranks within two years of service, impressing the Leaders. However, the Leaders' only son Morbus felt his position as heir was in jeopardy. So, he plotted, and came up with a plan.
Deliberately, he picked a fight with Altsoba away from the rest of the Chosen. He fought just enough to goad her into a blind rage, for which the Chosen were known. It was during this rage that the rest of the Chosen came upon them, and what they and the Leaders saw was Altsoba killing Morbus. They subdued her by sheer numbers while Morbus told his lie with his dying breath, because he hadn't counted on her ferocity and skill. Altsoba, and all the Chosen of the Venator, were tossed out like a spoiled hunk of meat and chased to the hills of the southwest, where they remain, forever branded as Tainted Ones.
It was at this moment that the Decerto decided to wage War with the Venator. The Decerto's numbers are greater than ever, and are pressing the Venator back. The Leaders of the Venator have not yet called the former Chosen, the Tainted Ones, into service...[/size] [/sup]