Deadwood

It's night. The winter air bites latches onto you with a chilling grasp. The only source of light is the luminous moon in the sky above, though it is frequently blocked by towering conifers and jagged peaks as you make your way through the forest. The path you follow guides you into a valley with clusters of decaying trees, their bare branches quivering in the breeze.

In the darkness made by boulders and fallen trees, bright eyes peer out at you. Wolves emerge from their dens and burrows, not snarling at you - yet. Tension hangs heavy in the air. A flame colored male with vivid orange eyes steps out from the shadows, judging your every move. While this certainly isn't a friendly welcome, perhaps you can prove yourself to them...

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The aptly named Deadwood Pack has gained its name because of the landscape surrounding their home. Prophetic visions given to healers have always guided wolves to settle in areas with decaying trees. Though frightful in appearance, the territory beyond the pack's camp is full of prey and burrows built by these wolves stand strong.
* Beneath a fallen conifer is the herbalist's workplace, better known as Darkspruce Den. Here is where the healer and their apprentice work to manage herbs and treat the sick.
* Sharpclaw Summit, a collection of jagged rocks and bluffs, is where the pack's hunters and scouts gather, lazing in the sun or sparring with one another.
* Nearby is the Softspring Cradle, a warm warren where pupsitters and parents keep watch over the pack's future.
* Wildwater Valley is where adolescents gather to hone their skills and often play on the banks of a swift stream.
The Deadwood Pack guards their territory with tooth and claw, and strangers are seldom welcome.

Though living in a land of plenty, a darkness looms. Years ago, a prophecy was given to the pack's founder: every leader was to meet an untimely death. The previous leader, Vesper, fell in battle. Wildfire, the new pack leader, now faces the challenge of restoring the pack to its former glory while the shadow of death hangs over his head.