This once-lost history thread has been restored for your Reading Pleasure, courtesy of the WOLF WEB LIBRARY
*Bows low in gratitude to, THE DANI
Yep Wolf Web, as per your requests - here it is......
I apologize if it goes a bit long. This one is quite a story, though.
Note: The all-important details have become a bit fuzzy over the YEARS
now, since this event occurred. If I've missed something, or incorrectly named someone, (*gasp!*) please send me any corrections, as you know it, via PM. I'll edit this story with your sent info, to make sure it's right.
And the brilliant topaz blue, of once closed eyes snap open.
A short moment of time, and they inevitably darken, and revert to their normal color of sullen, blood red......
And this little, Once-Dire heaves to paws with a vigorous *shake* of fur, and a snapping *crack* of her furled, black wings. A look around, at the darkened landscape surrounding her, and she breathes a deep *sigh* of resignation.
An interesting visit to these demonic held lands, has since turned into a state of virtual imprisonment. An uncomfortable state of uncertainty, that has steadily grown more and more intolerable to the youngster. Her name is SLADE. And once, she was barely a pup. Now? She is something much more than a mere Dire Wolf Pup. Though her size and bearing is almost identical to what she was..... she is no mere pup, and is indeed MUCH stronger now than what she once was.
Slade is, after all, a Vampire............
And, as such, she has found herself banded to a group of Vampires that have together, sought out the protection and safety of the Mystic Domain of mighty, Demonic Taarquion. For a vampire to wander beyond those mysterious, protected lands in these unsettled, perilous times would be tantamount to a Death Sentence. For all of her undead kind that have sided with their Queen, CURSED SOUL, have been declared Traitors by the Lawful, rightful ruler of all evil in the Realm Of Wolves - Cerberus, The Black Queen.
And as such, mighty Cerberus has given her unholy blessing, to a War of virtual extermination being waged now throughout this Realm. Fell Orders, bestowed upon one of her most faithful, powerful Evil Champions. Is this an order of Unholy Mark? Indeed it is. And given to the Ancient Dire, Wolfsbane. The Alpha Leader of what is most surely the strongest pack of wolves within the Realm Of Wolves.EVIL WIND............
Sworn to destroy all of the disloyal/traitorous Vampire Kind that refused to accept Cerberus as their lawful, rightful Queen, Wolfsbane is actually, merely playing his own, evil game of Predator and Prey. This Wind Rider knows all to well, after all, how the newly ascendant Vampires have begun to prey upon and impact the living populations of wolves within the Realm.
Their nocturnal, vampiric predations coming much too close, to the reality of his own Wind Rider cursed existence......... Vampiric competition against Wind Riders, for the living prey of this Realm? A situation that was quickly deemed intolerable!
And it was, on that fateful night, against an ominous backdrop of hunted, evil certainty in this terrible War, that the little Vampire made her decision. She was no longer content to remain inside the borders of Taarquion. The surety of safety had become stifling, as time, and the long siege of these demonic, impassable borders by the irascible Dire Wolves of Evil Wind wore inevitably on. She wanted freedom! To taste the winds and see the Realm she had so long been denied. And so, with furtive glances at first, then skulking strides, followed by an all-out run at the last to avoid being stopped by her protective, undead brethren......... She passes across the Border Lands of mighty, impassable Taarquion.
And enters alone, into the Realm Of Wolves.
And in doing this seemingly simple, innocent act? Had all by herself, started the biggest, most vicious battle in the long-running, Terrible War, of Evil Wind versus Vampire Kind........