InfiniteChaos
Oblivioux
--Prolouge--
Deep in the Pine filled forest of the Northern Appalachian Mountains in Canada. A pack, by the name of Nova, is in certain fear of a near war between their rival pack Moncton. All wolves are talking a precautionary evacuation setup just in case their home is destroyed in the raging war that seems to be burning between the two. Loss of habitat, and human hunting is causing the packs to go head to head on game in the area. Deer, Heir, or anything that they can get to.
The Alpha Male of the Nova Pack was taking a small stroll through the forest, observing the area of small rocky cliffs, and small valleys with mud-looking rivers. The crisp, cool air of the morning took in to make the scenery look abandoned, and peaceful. Seemingly endless as the dark purple sky, took away the white dots and replaced it with one shining light high into the sky.
This was the last day this Alpha Male was alive. He could feel it himself that something will go wrong within the next few moments. He kept a guard up though, maybe his future could be changed. He turned around, he can change it if he wanted to. Thus he will now. His ears flicked to the side, and pinned against his head as he heard a small branch make a snapping echo sound. He looked towards where it was, seeing 3 wolves of the Moncton pack, walking closely to him. It was dark enough that they looked like pairs of eyes going towards him.
He was beginning to be worried, but soon got into a defensive position, waiting for their attack. Above one of these cliffs, a forth wolf was trying his best to push a large boulder off of it. The three other wolves moved him back up against the cliff, waiting for the boulder to tumble. Once it did, they howled out in victory, after a painful cracking sound came from where the boulder had landed. The howls went out for miles. Everyone knew the message ‘Leader of Nova Pack is dead. Moncton will be your ruler.’
Nova technically started the tension between the Moncton and them, but Moncton is the one that is pushing it towards a war. It seems they have already set that as such an incident.
---Story---
Later on into the mournful day of the Nova Pack. It was mostly silent. The only noise that was being made, were the beating rhythms of the wolves hearts, and their soft breathing. It was a horrible day to loose their leader. The sun was high, not a cloud was in sight. No haze, no fog. It was a completely clear day, you could see the massive bodies of water all around the Nova Peninsula.
One wolf in particular, was sent down into the Sentinel’s grounds. The Beta, the next wolf in line of the Alpha. This wolf was named Lucas, With Autism, and Asperger’s within him. He had trouble communicating with people and speaking with what needed to be spoken of.
The news was given to him, that he was now the leader of the Nova Pack. It gave him such an initial shock, and he felt scarred, since it was hard for him to communicate. He did the best thing he could do, which was leave immediately. One of the hunters went to stop him, but the leader of the hunters stopped the one hunter. Telling him to “Let him be.”
Lucas went far, far out of the territory of the Nova Pack. Soon reaching the boarders of the Moncton Pack. This area of the pack was barely guarder, but since the leader of the Nova pack was killed, it was now guarder a bit lightly to keep any unwanted person out of the pack. They were in fear of a war, even though they provoked it beyond return…
Deep in the Pine filled forest of the Northern Appalachian Mountains in Canada. A pack, by the name of Nova, is in certain fear of a near war between their rival pack Moncton. All wolves are talking a precautionary evacuation setup just in case their home is destroyed in the raging war that seems to be burning between the two. Loss of habitat, and human hunting is causing the packs to go head to head on game in the area. Deer, Heir, or anything that they can get to.
The Alpha Male of the Nova Pack was taking a small stroll through the forest, observing the area of small rocky cliffs, and small valleys with mud-looking rivers. The crisp, cool air of the morning took in to make the scenery look abandoned, and peaceful. Seemingly endless as the dark purple sky, took away the white dots and replaced it with one shining light high into the sky.
This was the last day this Alpha Male was alive. He could feel it himself that something will go wrong within the next few moments. He kept a guard up though, maybe his future could be changed. He turned around, he can change it if he wanted to. Thus he will now. His ears flicked to the side, and pinned against his head as he heard a small branch make a snapping echo sound. He looked towards where it was, seeing 3 wolves of the Moncton pack, walking closely to him. It was dark enough that they looked like pairs of eyes going towards him.
He was beginning to be worried, but soon got into a defensive position, waiting for their attack. Above one of these cliffs, a forth wolf was trying his best to push a large boulder off of it. The three other wolves moved him back up against the cliff, waiting for the boulder to tumble. Once it did, they howled out in victory, after a painful cracking sound came from where the boulder had landed. The howls went out for miles. Everyone knew the message ‘Leader of Nova Pack is dead. Moncton will be your ruler.’
Nova technically started the tension between the Moncton and them, but Moncton is the one that is pushing it towards a war. It seems they have already set that as such an incident.
---Story---
Later on into the mournful day of the Nova Pack. It was mostly silent. The only noise that was being made, were the beating rhythms of the wolves hearts, and their soft breathing. It was a horrible day to loose their leader. The sun was high, not a cloud was in sight. No haze, no fog. It was a completely clear day, you could see the massive bodies of water all around the Nova Peninsula.
One wolf in particular, was sent down into the Sentinel’s grounds. The Beta, the next wolf in line of the Alpha. This wolf was named Lucas, With Autism, and Asperger’s within him. He had trouble communicating with people and speaking with what needed to be spoken of.
The news was given to him, that he was now the leader of the Nova Pack. It gave him such an initial shock, and he felt scarred, since it was hard for him to communicate. He did the best thing he could do, which was leave immediately. One of the hunters went to stop him, but the leader of the hunters stopped the one hunter. Telling him to “Let him be.”
Lucas went far, far out of the territory of the Nova Pack. Soon reaching the boarders of the Moncton Pack. This area of the pack was barely guarder, but since the leader of the Nova pack was killed, it was now guarder a bit lightly to keep any unwanted person out of the pack. They were in fear of a war, even though they provoked it beyond return…