Wolves

[close] Here in the great landscape of tall mountains, green forests, and lush meadows of {please help me with the name of this land}, many creatures live here. Wolves especially. Wolves have many dark secrets. Many betray their pack. Wolves have been at war for years. Will you survive? Or will you not?

[close] In the town of New Craven lives a large population of stray canine animals. Among the Stray's live two packs that stand out from among the rest. The Pedigree, a pack that lives their Stray life in the luxury of the local garbage dump. All mutts are considered filth to them and are shown no mercy, at all. The second most highly rated packs are the Mixed. The Mixed is a pack of cross-breeds, no Pedigree's welcome. They live the hard life, scavenging food for themselves and their pack mates and only having a pipe that leads to the sewers to call home. These two packs are the most bloodthirsty rivals in the animal world at the moment, and all wandering strays have enough sense to keep out of each others way. But now a new threat rises, Humans. The Human kind have started taking action against the Stray's, shooting them on sight or taking them to a pound only to be euthanized. Most dogs are beaten brutally before their agonizing death by Human hands. Will the Stray's retaliate, or will they all fall to Man?

[close] The goddess Selena had three children: Lycaon, Ambrogio, and Aradia. Unto them was bestowed the land Arcadia, where they ruled. Aradia and her sisterhood became the strega, the powerful witches. Ambrogio, with his wife Lamia, became the vrykolakas, the fearsome vampires. Lycaon and his fifty sons became the lycans, the mighty werewolves. These are the children of the moon. Their kingdom is the great Arcadia, land of peace and happiness.

[close] The world, spinning and turning in turmoil. Every movement is judged by fate and every breath counts one less moment of life. Two worlds, both split in half by the controversies of their inhabitants. Back and forth, like night and day, they collide their teeth with one another. In the same way they are divided they are oblivious. While they focus all determination on overruling the other, they fail to notice the coming cold. Their time, fleeting with the summer's warmth. Try as you might to think reasonably with these savages. May you plan every strategy and guide your actions with knowledge. However, in this world of biting maws and clashing claws, no well thought out battle plan will keep you alive.... only Instinct .