A Lore - The Intervention of Ice and Shadow

A Lore - The Intervention of Ice and Shadow
Posted 2021-10-05 14:41:26 (edited) #536424 the Intervention of Ice and Shadow, a Story of the Ukawa Moon Assassins and the Noel Winter Eve Pack Monsters. Assassins. Shadows of the moon as they were called. The Ukawa Moon Assassins swiftly stooped to a new region of the mountains, descending as ominous as nightfall in a land in which they were not welcomed. It was a cold winter night, as cold as any in the land of the Noel Winter Eve Pack, as the moon eclipsed fully into the hungry belly of the night sky. It hadn't been but a few moons since Gina had become the new Alpha of the Noel Winter Eve, and it was a night among all others that her leadership would be put to the test for her pack of skilled, honorable wolves. The Ukawa Moon Assassins came as hungry as demons, and as ruthless as mad desert hogs. They were cunning, and swift, descending upon the unknowing pack like rain that falls upon dehydrated soil. The guardianship of the Noel Winter Eve wolves could sense a nefarious stench, ruminating a rancid forthcoming. It laid in her heart heavily, as she knew only time would tell if her visions of a dark future were become true. "Gina," Spice whispered, "We enter a new life tonight, as the moon has taken away its protective light from our lands. Be on the watch, my Alpha." Gina confronted the Gaurdian with great concern, "What do you see, Spice?" "An evil like no other." The shadows grew as the Noel Winter Eve pack huddled together for passed stories of their great alphas, whelps eyes glistened as Betty recited the history of their great pack. On most nights, the pack would hunt, but without the light of the moon, they used the night to enthrall the depth of their souls with the culture of the honorable beginnings. "I will tell you the story of Magic and the Ice Mountains..." As Betty would begin. Some wolves dosed off to her poetic lullabies, others were fully distracted by their creative imagination on what it would've been like to be beside Magic through these adventurous tales. A pup, here and there, would excuse themselves to the woods, to play pretend with the others - engulfing themselves in the most playful of experiences. But one by one, the pups did not return to Betty and her story. It wasn't until the last whelp had vanished into the darkness that Gina became aware that whatever vision was seen in the minds eye of their Guardian, Spice, may have already come into play. "Betty! My brothers, sisters - where are the young ones?" In a sudden realization, the pack panicked and began to scout the land for their missing children. But alas, to their greatest efforts, the night grew thin and morning light cracked upon the horizon... and not a single pup was to be found. For days and nights on end, the wolves of Noel Winter Eve searched every rock and every sand strewn beach of the river, followed every foul scent of their dooming rivals, but there was nothing to be found. It wasn't until one of their own young adolescent, Shadow Storm had heard some rustling in the reeds of a distant pond, where she found a dark and dangerous wolf pouncing on bull frogs. This would be the Poison Arsonist, Vraska. A small chill rose on the back of Vraska, as if she were being watched, the chill creeped down her spine and into her dark veins. She stood still as the motionless pond in front of her, and when she heard the paws popping and breaking the stems of weeds behind her, Vraska turned around to attack the stalker. Shadow Storm met Vraska, but not with tooth, more or less a playful banter, quickly shoving the villainous wolf to where the silt gathered at the far edge of the pond. To one wolf, it was a playful tussle, to the other it was a battle of tooth and blood. Shadow Storm giggled, "What are you doing? I've never seen a wolf play with frogs before!" Vraska continued to attack, only to be countered and shoved into the mud. Until Vraska was ready to give up, she was slammed into the mud again by the playful female, "Wow you are really strong! Where do you come from? I want to learn how to fight like you?" Without any intention of friendship, Vraska sharply wiped the mud from the side of her face, glaring down Shadow Storm. "I dont PLAY with frogs. I use their poison, to bring down my prey." Shadow Storm turned her head to the side, perked in interest, "Wow thats pretty smart, I never thought of that. Show me how you get it?" With a new found interest in her craft, Vraska let down her guard and wagged her tail, "You...you want me to show you? Ok..." The brightness in Shadow Storms dark facade confused her, however, Vraska became open to the females interest. "You hear it croaking? You have to pounce on it like this..." Vraska smashed her paws on top of a large bull frog, it let out a comical burp, painful and defensive. Shadow Storm laughed and imitated the sound of the frog, making Vraska laugh as well. It was perhaps the first time in her life that Vraska had smiled, "Whats your name? You look like one of us..." Shadow Storm did not understand the hint at looking much like an Assassin from the Ukawa Moon, "My name is Shadow Storm, and now I know how to take poison from frogs." Vraska met Shadow Storms excitement with her own, "I am Vraska. Want to chase me?" The two young girls growled and howled, racing around the valley and forgetting any sense of what was around them. They played well into dusk when the sun began to set a purple hue upon the mountain peaks. Vraska suddenly stopped amidst their playful tussle, "Oh no. Sundown. I...I have to go...now." Shadow Storm did not understand her urgency. "But we had so much fun?! Do you want to come back tomorrow when our packs are asleep?" Vraska felt torn between the creed of her kin and the light she felt in her heart playing with Shadow Storm. But with all certainty she said, "Yea! But we have to keep our play place a secret ok? we can't tell anyone we know." Shadow Storm was happy to make a new friend, "Agreed!" For days, the two would go on in secret, playing and teaching each other ways to hunt and pounce on unknowing prey. They failed to recognize the watchful eyes upon them, one from the light of the opening in the aspen trees, Gina, and the shadows of the far off jagged cliffs, Tanaga. Amidst the lazy afternoon hours of one of their play dates, the girls walked side by side in the meadow, "Im hungry, do you want to go catch a fish with me?" Shadow Storm asked, "Yea!" Vraska said with an ecstatic and youthful excitement. But as they were to make their way to the river side, Tanaga came from the darkness, growling with a war-like rage a front of Shadow Storm. Behind Shadow Storm appeared Gina, equal to Tanaga's gaze with her own confident snarl. "So it is you, stealer of pups. Why would anyone do such a thing?" Gina roared "A hungry belly must eat, and it seems there is another on the menu" Tanaga said as she glanced to Shadow Storm. The Alphas began to fight viscously, teeth bared and skin broken upon each of their bodies. Both Vraska and Shadow Storm began to scream in horror, it seems as if their secret play time had come to an end. The commotion of the battle had attracted nearby hunters of the Noel Winter Eve pack, Tanaga tossed Gina to the ground and surveyed the oncoming battalion, quickly grabbing Vraska by the neck and dragging her back to the shadows. Vraska looked painfully upon Shadow Storms face, as her eyes were equally full of unrelenting sadness. Gina excused Shadow Storm back to the safety of the pack, her eyes like lasers upon where Tanaga had exited, "What shall we do, Gina?" Gina told the hunters to defend the pack, as she would seek out her new nemesis. Days would pass when the Noel Winter Eve pack and the Ukawa Moon Assassins would reside together under the same sun and the same moon. Any intervention between pack members always ended in a bloody tussle and a retreat of the assassin. Equally bruised and beaten, it was easier for the assassins to vanish, in hopes to blind the pack members of Noel Winter Eve with their own rage. Some attacked members of the pack would roar out "Thats right, go hide you cowards! You cannot face the strength of our pack in the light!" But this was all according to plan, it was much easier for an assassin to fight a foe blinded by the red of rage. Winter was quick to gather its stormy winds and frigid nights. Both the assassins and the Noel Winter Eve pack were cautious when continuing their normal pack duties. Only few hunters would hunt each night, while the rest would protect the pack. The Noel Winter Eve would not know when the next planned attack would ascend upon them, and the Ukawa Moon Assassins counted the nights in which they were to become revealed from the shadows. This night, only one wolf from each pack would hunt as they rest would stay either hidden or in the protection of the pack. Atraxa from the Ukawa Moon, and Zack from the Noel Winter Eve.	Hydrus #49065

Posted 2021-10-05 14:41:26 (edited)

#536424

the Intervention of Ice and Shadow, a Story of the Ukawa Moon Assassins and the Noel Winter Eve Pack

Monsters. Assassins. Shadows of the moon as they were called. The Ukawa Moon Assassins swiftly stooped to a new region of the mountains, descending as ominous as nightfall in a land in which they were not welcomed. It was a cold winter night, as cold as any in the land of the Noel Winter Eve Pack, as the moon eclipsed fully into the hungry belly of the night sky.

It hadn't been but a few moons since Gina had become the new Alpha of the Noel Winter Eve, and it was a night among all others that her leadership would be put to the test for her pack of skilled, honorable wolves. The Ukawa Moon Assassins came as hungry as demons, and as ruthless as mad desert hogs. They were cunning, and swift, descending upon the unknowing pack like rain that falls upon dehydrated soil. The guardianship of the Noel Winter Eve wolves could sense a nefarious stench, ruminating a rancid forthcoming. It laid in her heart heavily, as she knew only time would tell if her visions of a dark future were become true. "Gina," Spice whispered, "We enter a new life tonight, as the moon has taken away its protective light from our lands. Be on the watch, my Alpha." Gina confronted the Gaurdian with great concern, "What do you see, Spice?"

"An evil like no other."

The shadows grew as the Noel Winter Eve pack huddled together for passed stories of their great alphas, whelps eyes glistened as Betty recited the history of their great pack. On most nights, the pack would hunt, but without the light of the moon, they used the night to enthrall the depth of their souls with the culture of the honorable beginnings. "I will tell you the story of Magic and the Ice Mountains..." As Betty would begin. Some wolves dosed off to her poetic lullabies, others were fully distracted by their creative imagination on what it would've been like to be beside Magic through these adventurous tales. A pup, here and there, would excuse themselves to the woods, to play pretend with the others - engulfing themselves in the most playful of experiences. But one by one, the pups did not return to Betty and her story. It wasn't until the last whelp had vanished into the darkness that Gina became aware that whatever vision was seen in the minds eye of their Guardian, Spice, may have already come into play.

"Betty! My brothers, sisters - where are the young ones?" In a sudden realization, the pack panicked and began to scout the land for their missing children. But alas, to their greatest efforts, the night grew thin and morning light cracked upon the horizon... and not a single pup was to be found.

For days and nights on end, the wolves of Noel Winter Eve searched every rock and every sand strewn beach of the river, followed every foul scent of their dooming rivals, but there was nothing to be found. It wasn't until one of their own young adolescent, Shadow Storm had heard some rustling in the reeds of a distant pond, where she found a dark and dangerous wolf pouncing on bull frogs. This would be the Poison Arsonist, Vraska.

A small chill rose on the back of Vraska, as if she were being watched, the chill creeped down her spine and into her dark veins. She stood still as the motionless pond in front of her, and when she heard the paws popping and breaking the stems of weeds behind her, Vraska turned around to attack the stalker. Shadow Storm met Vraska, but not with tooth, more or less a playful banter, quickly shoving the villainous wolf to where the silt gathered at the far edge of the pond. To one wolf, it was a playful tussle, to the other it was a battle of tooth and blood. Shadow Storm giggled, "What are you doing? I've never seen a wolf play with frogs before!" Vraska continued to attack, only to be countered and shoved into the mud. Until Vraska was ready to give up, she was slammed into the mud again by the playful female, "Wow you are really strong! Where do you come from? I want to learn how to fight like you?" Without any intention of friendship, Vraska sharply wiped the mud from the side of her face, glaring down Shadow Storm. "I dont PLAY with frogs. I use their poison, to bring down my prey." Shadow Storm turned her head to the side, perked in interest, "Wow thats pretty smart, I never thought of that. Show me how you get it?" With a new found interest in her craft, Vraska let down her guard and wagged her tail, "You...you want me to show you? Ok..." The brightness in Shadow Storms dark facade confused her, however, Vraska became open to the females interest. "You hear it croaking? You have to pounce on it like this..." Vraska smashed her paws on top of a large bull frog, it let out a comical burp, painful and defensive. Shadow Storm laughed and imitated the sound of the frog, making Vraska laugh as well. It was perhaps the first time in her life that Vraska had smiled, "Whats your name? You look like one of us..." Shadow Storm did not understand the hint at looking much like an Assassin from the Ukawa Moon, "My name is Shadow Storm, and now I know how to take poison from frogs." Vraska met Shadow Storms excitement with her own, "I am Vraska. Want to chase me?" The two young girls growled and howled, racing around the valley and forgetting any sense of what was around them. They played well into dusk when the sun began to set a purple hue upon the mountain peaks. Vraska suddenly stopped amidst their playful tussle, "Oh no. Sundown. I...I have to go...now." Shadow Storm did not understand her urgency. "But we had so much fun?! Do you want to come back tomorrow when our packs are asleep?" Vraska felt torn between the creed of her kin and the light she felt in her heart playing with Shadow Storm. But with all certainty she said, "Yea! But we have to keep our play place a secret ok? we can't tell anyone we know." Shadow Storm was happy to make a new friend, "Agreed!" For days, the two would go on in secret, playing and teaching each other ways to hunt and pounce on unknowing prey. They failed to recognize the watchful eyes upon them, one from the light of the opening in the aspen trees, Gina, and the shadows of the far off jagged cliffs, Tanaga. Amidst the lazy afternoon hours of one of their play dates, the girls walked side by side in the meadow, "Im hungry, do you want to go catch a fish with me?" Shadow Storm asked, "Yea!" Vraska said with an ecstatic and youthful excitement. But as they were to make their way to the river side, Tanaga came from the darkness, growling with a war-like rage a front of Shadow Storm. Behind Shadow Storm appeared Gina, equal to Tanaga's gaze with her own confident snarl.

"So it is you, stealer of pups. Why would anyone do such a thing?" Gina roared

"A hungry belly must eat, and it seems there is another on the menu" Tanaga said as she glanced to Shadow Storm.

The Alphas began to fight viscously, teeth bared and skin broken upon each of their bodies. Both Vraska and Shadow Storm began to scream in horror, it seems as if their secret play time had come to an end. The commotion of the battle had attracted nearby hunters of the Noel Winter Eve pack, Tanaga tossed Gina to the ground and surveyed the oncoming battalion, quickly grabbing Vraska by the neck and dragging her back to the shadows. Vraska looked painfully upon Shadow Storms face, as her eyes were equally full of unrelenting sadness. Gina excused Shadow Storm back to the safety of the pack, her eyes like lasers upon where Tanaga had exited, "What shall we do, Gina?" Gina told the hunters to defend the pack, as she would seek out her new nemesis.

Days would pass when the Noel Winter Eve pack and the Ukawa Moon Assassins would reside together under the same sun and the same moon. Any intervention between pack members always ended in a bloody tussle and a retreat of the assassin. Equally bruised and beaten, it was easier for the assassins to vanish, in hopes to blind the pack members of Noel Winter Eve with their own rage. Some attacked members of the pack would roar out "Thats right, go hide you cowards! You cannot face the strength of our pack in the light!" But this was all according to plan, it was much easier for an assassin to fight a foe blinded by the red of rage.

Winter was quick to gather its stormy winds and frigid nights. Both the assassins and the Noel Winter Eve pack were cautious when continuing their normal pack duties. Only few hunters would hunt each night, while the rest would protect the pack. The Noel Winter Eve would not know when the next planned attack would ascend upon them, and the Ukawa Moon Assassins counted the nights in which they were to become revealed from the shadows. This night, only one wolf from each pack would hunt as they rest would stay either hidden or in the protection of the pack. Atraxa from the Ukawa Moon, and Zack from the Noel Winter Eve.

Hydrus
#49065

Posted 2021-10-05 14:42:11

#536427

Prey became scarce, in fright of the growing number of predators upon them. However, one large elk bull remained confident in the night strewn meadow, that no wolf could down such a large and magnificent creature such as himself. This bull was more intelligent than most prey, but perhaps it was because he knew that it would take an entire pack of hunters to down him. On one edge of the forest, Atraxa stalked him from the shadows, willing to nip and bite every so often until slowly he would be weakened. Behind a rock at the other end of the meadow, Zack had already calculated a master plan to run the elk off the cliffside - a noteworthy strategy passed down through the generations of Noel Winter Eve's wolves. Without knowing the other was planning an attack, Atraxa and Zack chased down the bull. Aware of the two wolves, the elk escaped in an all out spring, bugling in what seemed like laughter in the failure to find a strategy together. Both Atraxa and Zack chased the elk, glancing every so often at the other, recognizing their finite distaste that their packs had for one another. Atraxa's snarled, her path diverted from the elk as she attacked Zack, slamming the male to the ground and letting the prey escape. The wolves fought each other, circling and hardly wounding each other at each counter. Perhaps they were the two most skilled fighters of their pack, both a force not to be reckoned with. Atraxa was devious and swift, while Zack was powerful and calculated. Each strike would end in a stalemate, and their stomachs would growl in unison. Their angry eyes locked, but every time became distracted by their own hunger. Zack's nostrils flared at the sudden thought of food, he would be so courageous to suggest something so distasteful as becoming allies with someone like Atraxa, "Devil Wolfess, we will both be dead by sunrise, not by each others fangs, but by our own angry bellies." Atraxa stopped growling and snarling, the dehydrated foam from her hungry lips licked up in confusion. "For our sake, could we have peace just for this moon, to satiate our bellies for tomorrows fight?" What Zack offered seemed incomprehensible to Atraxa. But her belly grumbled again, the bile of her stomach becoming sour and painful. She snorted and shook her head in agreement. "Lead me to the elk, and I will show you how to bring down a greater adversary than you." Atraxa began to stalk and track the elk, and was quick to find it. Zack was amazed by her nefarious skill with a strange respect. Zack whispered to her, "You must go to the left and get the back limb. I will latch myself to its neck and bring it down." Atraxa would follow with the plan, but almost in disbelief, as a wolf usually would not have the strength alone to deliver a fatal blow to a foe so large. They began to rush the elk, Atraxa scatched its back leg, which faltered the great elk's stride. With one large leap, Zack was able to mount the back of the elk, biting the hind of its neck as it began to thrash. As it thrashed, Zack's grip slid from the top of the neck, to the pungent and fragile nape where he bit down and delivered the crushing blow. Atraxa was bewildered, the hunter wolf suddenly became a dominant adversary in her eyes, he was skilled beyond her own belief. The great elk before them laid lifeless, Zacks bloodied maw pointed towards Atraxa, a silent mutual agreement to begin to eat. At the end of their feast, each warrior silently trekked back to their packs, Atraxa glanced back at Zack before he disappeared from her sight, confused at the generosity and astounded by his skill. Her thoughts became confused and twisted, the integrity of Tanaga's plan to silence the pack for their territory suddenly did not settle well in her heart.

The morning light touched the frosted grass as both Zack and Atraxa returned to their respectful pack sides. Gina looked to Zack with a snarl, "You smell of darkness. What say you traitor?! How could you not follow the vixen back to where our pups may be held." Zack stood strong to his Alpha, trying not to be intimidated by her rule, "I am an honorable hunter, Gina, as Noel Winter Eve wolves do not lie, I had to keep my promise. We helped one another in a moment of survival! I needed her as much as she needed me." Gina would not stand for this betrayal, dismissing Zack to the outside of the pack for a few days as punishment, "Blame only yourself for not bringing peace to this pack." Her words were enveloped in a vial hatred, something Zack did not see in Gina before. He shook his head and obeyed his command, thinkingly oppositely, that maybe it was she who could not truly bring peace to the pack.

Meanwhile as Atraxa returned to the shadows among the other assassins, swiftly, Tanaga lunged at her, biting and scraping bits of fur from her neck, throwing Atraxa beaten to the cold icy soil. "You seek friendship like a lonely hungry coward? It is like many years ago when you mistaken me for a friend." Tanaga spit blood from her own teeth all over Atraxa's face, "Retreat. You have failed." Atraxa soundlessly glared at Tanaga, growled even, and dismissed herself with a snort. Because of Zack, she lived to walk another moon.

Gina returned that night, without any pup or idea of where Tanaga could have run to. In her eyes she seemed defeated. The Noel Winter Eve pack were warm, loving wolves, but in this hour of aimless quarry, they knew to leave Gina in peace for awhile. Gina sat, upon a rock overlooking the lower altitudes of her territory. She lamented with a whine of both frustration and depression. Spice had come to sit with her Alpha, offering a less sensational answer to her pain. "I see confusion and anger in you. These are the old ways of your previous travels. It is the same low self-esteem your mother instilled in your heart. It is not the way of Magic or the Ice Mountains." Gina wanted to react with anger, her hot eyes locked onto Spice, but as she got up to what seemed like an attack, the Alpha met with the Guardian, suddenly deflated with all anger. "It is unfortunate you speak the truth wise one. You are right. The poison of these moonless assassins has become like a poison in my heart. But I do not understand how I will find our lost pops. It is my fault they are gone. How do I fix this?" Spice sat, as she knew it would be a long night of sleepless nightmares for Gina, "It is not wise to fight a force you do not understand with more force. It is not the way of the Noel Winter Eve Pack. You my Alpha, have always been known as a kind and caring wolf. Let that be your untapped strength." Gina did not understand what philosophy Spice had been sparing her in such a time of desperation. In some sense, it almost made her more angry. But she let go of the anger with a whimper of frustration, Spice was always right, and this only meant that Gina had to think more thoroughly about the Guardians advice.

The night was prime and the moon was high in the sky. Midnight. Gina had been sitting for hours upon that rock, thinking and contemplating a plan on how to retrieve the pups stolen from nights ago. It dawned on her in seconds, as an icy wind kissed her nose like a blessing from the belated Magic herself. Gina knew what she had to do. She took off, alone in the night, to the darkest of shadows upon her territory.

The night became so silent, and the silence became so loud. The only sound among the hollow of the canyon between mountain peaks was the echoing of her paw steps into the crunchy snow. Gina's hackles rose, she could feel eyes upon her spine, the Ukawa Moon Assassins were near. From the darkness emerged Tanaga, face to face with Gina with a terrifying growl. "You come alone. As planned." Gina looked to Tanaga, not with challenging eyes, but ones full of hope. "I will GLADLY die by your fang, if it means you to return our young!" Behind Tanaga appeared Atraxa, with one of Winter Noel Eve's whelps grasped harshly in her jaws, whining at the sight of her Alpha Gina. Gina returned the glance, assuring the pup of her own plan. "I give myself as a meal in return of the pups. This is the way of the Noel Winter Eve!" Tanaga looked confused and stiffened her stance, "You would give yourself for these inferiors? They offer no value you to your pack, throw aways." Gina shook her head, remembering her own passed and how she was tossed away for not being the utmost beautiful treasure to her previous packs. The law was not the same for the Noel Winter Eve pack, for they were wolves who would not pass judgement on skill status or the amount of markings one possessed. There was no value on wolves, just the warmth of their souls. "These are not inferiors, they are my family. and I will give everything of my blood and flesh for them. You would be stupid to refuse, hungry assassin!" Tanaga was curiously confused, Gina was stood their, knightly and noble as ever. The morning eve began to creep through the canyon, the Noel Winter Eve pack gathering behind their Alpha in great numbers - numbers far greater than that of the Ukawa Moon Assassins. Vraska was not focused at the task at hand, a wolf Shade quickly snatched her by the neck and she released a sharp yelp. Tanaga's attention turned to Vraska in the mouthy clutch of Shade, and before she could have any reaction a small wolfess came from the Noel Winter Eve pack with a worried shrill, "NO! NO Shade, you cannot!" As her future betrothed, Shade was quickly distracted by the sorrowful cries of Shadow Storm, "You will not! She is my friend! You cannot! I will not let you!" She snarled at Shade. Heartbroken, Shade was twisted in thoughts, he could not dishonor his betrothed, but he had to help get the pups safely back to their pack. Both Tanaga and Gina were suddenly aware of the friendship between Shadow Storm and Vraska, caught off guard by the love that two of their pack members had shown for each other.

Tanaga let the sun shine on her face, it had been seasons since she let the light touch her. It met her with a relief of warmth that flowed through her body, all the way down to her sharpened claws. Gina stood a front her, assured of herself, but without defense - she truly and honestly offered herself to Tanaga in exchange for what seemed like useless pups. At first, the strategy seemed less vial to Tanaga, as most packs would abandoned such pups, leaving a worthy meal for the cannibalistic assassins, as if ridding them were a favor. But this was not the case for the Noel Winter Eve wolves. Tanaga twitched her head forward, signaling her pack to surround Gina - but Gina remained a stone to the wind, and did not flinch to the danger around her. Easily, the Ukawa Moon Assassins could down this Alpha in their current position, but at what cost? Gina would die to their fang, but the pack of Noel Winter Eve could easily out number and kill all what was made of the small group of Assassins. For once, Tanaga stopped looking at her pack as expendable killers, and more as worthy fighters that have been loyal to her through her monstrous insanity. She felt both the ping of guilt and the sudden respect of kindness she failed to disperse. Once upon a time she tried to eat Atraxa, Vraska, and Aesi - and yet here they stood waiting to die at the fang of Noel Winter Eve, just for Tanaga's bad battle call to end Gina.

Tanaga's demeanor changed. She looked at Gina and nodded. She looked behind Gina at her strong pack, loyal and friendly to one another, they all possessed a strong family bond Tanaga never knew before.

"A strong bond between pack members is a strategy I did not forsee..." Tanaga spoke.

Gina shook her head, her voice calm and warm, "It is not a strategy, shadow wolf, it is love."

Tanaga became saturated in Gina's word. Love, was this what it was? It was a powerful statement that shook everything in Tanaga's soul, how could she not see the power of Love before?

"Atraxa. Release them." Without hesitation, Atraxa emptied her mouth of the captive pup as the rest playfully followed behind her, she walked to the faces of the many courageous Noel Winter Eve wolves and watched as each pup found their family. She looked up at Zack, nodded and walked back behind Tanaga.

"You have taught me something greater of any respect I have known in my life. With this, you are more than just a worthy adversary, but a true leader of a pack that has taught me what I have forgotten about my own pack. Love. I hope in time you can forgive our ways, as we will retreat back to the shadows beyond your territory." Tanaga did something she had never done to another wolf before, bowed her head and showed the fragile open strike of her neck. She was no longer defensive, and easily killable - a deep resect from an Assassin. The Ukawa Moon Wolves howled a chorus to the Noel Winter Eve.

"We will be in debt to your great mercy, as we will not return to your land, but carefully protect your land from other evils that may emerge from the shadows. I am Tanaga, and this is my promise to you, Gina, as long as you reign." One by one the Ukawa Moon Assassins retreated into the darkness, all but one wolf was slow to return to the shadow. Vraska. She looked back over her shoulder as the sun would shine in morning light upon her back. She looked at Shadow Storm and smiled, this would be the last time she would see her friend. Spice looked upon Gina with an assured look as the alpha relived her name in her courage and kindness, Well Done.

Seasons would pass and the Ukawa Moon Assassins had kept their promise to never interfere with the bonds of the Noel Winter Eve pack again. Every so often small hints of their existence would appear. A sick Noel Winter Eve wolf would suddenly have a remedy sitting at their paws, a rabid grizzly on his way to the heart of the territory, slain and leaving only a sick blood stain. A pack of enemy wolves paw steps in the snow, coming towards the Noel Winter Eve territory, suddenly vanishing. It was the only kindness that the Ukawa Moon could offer after their atrocities, and it had been because of Alpha Gina that they could understand what love and kindness truly meant.

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A Lore - The Intervention of Ice and Shadow

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