Post by Andarial on Jul 6, 2009 6:55:30 GMT -5
In the grassy plains of (insert place here) two mighty packs ruled the earth for centuries. Both in a struggle to survive they came together forming a unique bond, which the other smaller creatures looked up to. They served as protectors of the land living in a world where boundaries did not exist. Sharing their territories they grew stronger in time, and as years passed the wolves and the large cats formed the first council. There would be two alphas from each pack, five warriors, a scout, and of course an elder. But as all councils are formed, there were rules.
One must never turn on the other in violence.
One must always share their food and never keep it to one’s self.
One must always follow the rules.
One must never act upon mutiny.
One must remain respectful of both sides.
and most importantly...
One must never let an outsider into the borders.
Times were changing like the seasons and soon there was a new threat that wandered into the valley, creatures that walked upon two legs. With them they brought destruction and murderous acts, they killed many of the smaller animals that provided food to the protectors. Fearing not only of starvation and for the safety of their own lives they attacked. It took many days for this battle to be won, and several were lost at the hands of the two feet, but they had finally succeeded in driving them out. Now it would seem that this was the end, but another strange creature emerged. This one had been led by the two feet watching in the shadows however, it was not the only one. A few more emerged, some of them looked like the wolves and some of them looked like the large cats. But they were still different, smaller and more wary of the protectors. The small cats were found in a strange traps scattered all over where the two feet had been staying, and tethered to the tree lay the dogs.
An argument took place on what to do with these creatures that were somewhat similar to them. Some said that they should welcome them for they were their brothers and sisters alike, while others argued that they were with the two feet and that they were outsiders. A small fight took place before one wolf and one large cat stepped forward to take responsibility for the newcomers. They would take them in as a new pack suggested that together they could help protect their lands further. A few others liking this idea joined them and moved to take their stand beside their friends both cat and wolves alike.
The others did not like this and called them traitors. But who was the traitor exactly? The wolves said it was the large cats who were the real traitors in this scheme, while the large cats argued that it was the wolves who were the traitors. Both way one rule was broken, and the traitors were banned. Leaving quietly they went in search of a place to live far in deep woods that had never before been entered, here they stayed as the peacemakers of the forest hoping to find a solution to bring the packs together again.
Meanwhile a battle was underway with the wolves on one side and the large cats on the other. From now on it was said that they would be sworn enemies and kill if either one stepped out of their boundary. The wolves moved to the north, while the cats claimed the south. The plains became the hunting grounds where food was scarce, but it was either life or death when entering for at anytime you could become the next prey.
Are you a wolf, a large cat, a peacemaker? Whose side will you take in this battle...the choice is yours. Just remember to tread with caution.
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One must never turn on the other in violence.
One must always share their food and never keep it to one’s self.
One must always follow the rules.
One must never act upon mutiny.
One must remain respectful of both sides.
and most importantly...
One must never let an outsider into the borders.
Times were changing like the seasons and soon there was a new threat that wandered into the valley, creatures that walked upon two legs. With them they brought destruction and murderous acts, they killed many of the smaller animals that provided food to the protectors. Fearing not only of starvation and for the safety of their own lives they attacked. It took many days for this battle to be won, and several were lost at the hands of the two feet, but they had finally succeeded in driving them out. Now it would seem that this was the end, but another strange creature emerged. This one had been led by the two feet watching in the shadows however, it was not the only one. A few more emerged, some of them looked like the wolves and some of them looked like the large cats. But they were still different, smaller and more wary of the protectors. The small cats were found in a strange traps scattered all over where the two feet had been staying, and tethered to the tree lay the dogs.
An argument took place on what to do with these creatures that were somewhat similar to them. Some said that they should welcome them for they were their brothers and sisters alike, while others argued that they were with the two feet and that they were outsiders. A small fight took place before one wolf and one large cat stepped forward to take responsibility for the newcomers. They would take them in as a new pack suggested that together they could help protect their lands further. A few others liking this idea joined them and moved to take their stand beside their friends both cat and wolves alike.
The others did not like this and called them traitors. But who was the traitor exactly? The wolves said it was the large cats who were the real traitors in this scheme, while the large cats argued that it was the wolves who were the traitors. Both way one rule was broken, and the traitors were banned. Leaving quietly they went in search of a place to live far in deep woods that had never before been entered, here they stayed as the peacemakers of the forest hoping to find a solution to bring the packs together again.
Meanwhile a battle was underway with the wolves on one side and the large cats on the other. From now on it was said that they would be sworn enemies and kill if either one stepped out of their boundary. The wolves moved to the north, while the cats claimed the south. The plains became the hunting grounds where food was scarce, but it was either life or death when entering for at anytime you could become the next prey.
Are you a wolf, a large cat, a peacemaker? Whose side will you take in this battle...the choice is yours. Just remember to tread with caution.
traitors1.proboards.com/