Glistening Dew

Sparkling water droplets glisten on rain-washed leaves as birds flutter. The chirping of sparrows are soft and clear, as ducks waddled in the stream, helpless ducklings trailing behind. Caves with vines overhanging are inhabited with wolves, each with different personalities and appearances. Scouting patrols and hunting patrols venture into the deciduous forest, soft padding determined to serve Glistening Dew.

Lore:

Every leader of my tribe is female, and have the ancestral blood of a certain type of wolf that went extinct after leading the tribe. This certain wolf was Evening Blossom, who also held the blood of Sumatran tigers. She led many beliefs, empowering many young wolves and inspiring today's lore. Each and every leader will choose a pup to train the expectations and knowledge of old ancestral wolves, soon to be passed down again, generation after generation.

Wolves are sorted into 4 different caves, (I'm still building them) the Morning Mist, hunters, scouts and mentors. Then, there are the Blazing Stars, a cave for youngsters and pups (with pupsitters). After is Gentle Breeze, where Herbalists train younger herbalists, and where pups rest, like a nursery. Last, Mourning Blossoms, the isolation cave for sick wolves to stay to not infect other wolves.

Travellers around the forest are welcomed and given hospitality, and have a choice to stay. Many of the wolves were curious, so they decided to stay, given an impression of acceptance. Evening Blossom, while her wise and ancient eyes closed on her deathbed, knew that one day, the chosen wolf will rise, and lead Glistening Dew to it's highest peak, and corruption would fade away, slowly but surely.