Redhawk Caldera Chokin' on goatmeat

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Gale straightened, and backed out of the way of the exit. He exhaled heavily.

"You`ve been good to me, Peregrine, sir, and so has everywolf else. You-" His tail coiled around his hindquarters, nervously. "You deserve to know why I joined the Pack."

Is this what I really want to do? No. But should I? [Sigh.] Yes.

He sat abruptly, tail lashing along the floor and stirring up the thick layer of dust. He coughed, and sat to tell his story.


"As you know, I`ve only been here for a couple of days. I was born in a wonderful place, the Jeredal Wilderness, Southwards from the lake that looks like a snapped antler. Know what I mean?

Anyway, it was great. A valley, ruled by just two opposing Packs, with whole ecosystems around us for the taking. I was born in the Larnaci Pack, a Pack rather...religious by your standards here. To be honest, I only half-believe in the Spirits - they ruined my life, if they even exist.

As is custom, the Pack`s Chief Healer called to the great Spirits, to see my purpose in life. My sister, Hicarla Dewdrop Larnaci, had been blessed by the Sun Spirit, with the purpose "Harmony and leadership in times of great danger."

As such, I was expected to recieve an equally glorious blessing. Alas, it was not to be. I was "blessed" by the Moon Spirit. My purpose was very clear - and rather long."

Gale laughed. A short, sharp, precise bark of derision lacking mirth in any form.


"The Healer herself went into her trance, and my family still hoped that the Moon Spirit had given me a gift, not...a curse. Stealth, perhaps? Skill? But no. The Healer, backed away from me, all creepy, and said this:

"On his 9th moon, such a force from the Spirit will strike as to sweep us away with a flick of its tail! It will crush the Wilderness and all that stand in the way of the Spirits! This wolf must die before his 9th moon, or all shall crumble away!"

Yeah. Dramtic much? Obviously nowolf wanted anything to do with me, so they cast me away. The Maldara Pack adopted me, perhaps out of spite for the Pack. Whatever their motives, I was grateful.

But when the Larnacis threatened to attack the Maldara Pack, their hospitality ran out. They voted to exile me - only one little Eastern Timber shewolf voted for me.

So, I became a Lone Wolf. I lived on borders in return for my allegiance. I fought many battles for causes I didn`t understand. Until I came to Redhawk Calera. I - I really thought I could change, sir!

But all I`ve done is offend your family.

Peregrine...[Sigh]."

Face grim, Gale walked up to Peregrine and whispered in his ear.

"The day before the storm - a few days ago - was my ninth moonday. And they called me Gale before I was cursed. (This account was made 37 seconds before the BWP was launched xD I loled so hard) Peregrine - what if all of this is somehow my fault?"