leirela

*When the dark waters of the swamp rise to destroy the ancient forest salvation will come from the silver storm* *Blessed by the sun two will born a male powerful like any other and a daughter with a sunkissed fur* *In winsdom and strength shall both grow, the male to lead, the female to save* *The male shall lead his pack to war, the female will heal it from within* *From three brothers of darkness, destruction and fire* *One will die, another will fall and the last will leave, the one who chooses to change will dominate the swamps by the power of the sun*

Golden eyes marvelled at the sight of the camp for a young pup that all she knew was the warmth of her mother, her milk and the rock walls of the nursery it was the most amazing sight ever especially with so many different wolves. -THIS IS AWESOME!- exclaimed Icy heart, Golden eyes's sister. -Allright my darlings, I will show you around and then I shall present you to the pack-explained Ice beauty to her daughters. The soft grass of the camp tickled Golden eyes and her sisters while the ran after their mother soon they reached the entrance, the camp was surrounded by brambles and other kind of bushes making it very difficult to get in except a path that was clean of undergroth, it was covered in footsteps the proof of how many generations of wolves had walked there. -This is the entrace to camp as you can see the rest of the camp It's surrounded by brambles and other kind of bushes to keep intruders out this is the only entrance keep it in mind children- explained the beta female

The moon set in the horizon bathing the Silverstorm camp in a silver light, the ending of a long working night for the hunters and warriors tasked with feeding the pack and the start of a working day for those who had patroling duty for the day. Whitestripe a huge dark red wolf with white stripes on his legs carried a huge between his jaws followed by his hunters who had accompanied him that night all of them carried deers and elks they had worked all night long for this the pack would be well fed for a while. In a den located in the closest edge of the entrace of the camp made of brambles Icewarrior the boderguard got up from her nest a steped out of the den her warriors still slept but she would wake them up soon enough, the powerfull white she-wolf with red paws and ears with a scar on her chest watched as the moon set and the sun rose upon the horizen waiting for the hunting for return. -Already up, sister?- a voice called next to her, the red eared she-wolf turned to meet her

It was a clear and cool night in the forest a usual spring night,under the veil of normality the clear night sky provided nobody outside Silverstorm pack would imagine the commotion that was taking place in their territory or better said in the den of their healer. In a place deep in the territory of Silverstorn hidden by bushes and trees laid a clearing of soft grass and multiple dens some were in caves, some have been dug in the ground and others were under the cover of dead tress. The healer den had been built seassons ago underneath a large tree, the tree was still alive and it was believed to have mystical properties both for healing and to talk to those who were long gone. Inside the den in a bed bracken laid a beautiful Pale-yellow almost white with long fur, bushy tail and a yellow stripr that run all the way from her head to the tip of her tail she-wolf with ice blue eyes, she panted and huffed in pain and her body was rocked by contractions every couple of