I was born on the 초 of July. Everything was just as a normal pack of 늑대 at peace... But it didn't stay that way for long.

The 년 I was born we started to struggle with a pack south-east of ours. They called themselves 'Shonens'. At first it was just a territorial issue, but then the caribou numbers started dwindling. When the caribou numbers started dwindling I had just passed a 년 and a half old. And when it was my first birthday, my dad taught me how to hunt and survive. But one night the Shonens attacked our pack they out-numbered us 의해 a quarter. Since the Shonens knew my dad trained all of the Arlington pack, which was out packs name, how to do very impressively strong combat training. It was a war. 50 Arlington 늑대 against 75 Shonens. The battle took a hard turn to defeat on us... But the good thing was, that there where no 더 많이 Shonens walking the Earth... Unfortunately there was soon to be only one Arlington 늑대 left... me. As I herd nothing but my dad ,Brian, calling to me I went to him. He was holding his paw on his necks artery. He looked at me coughing a pint of blood, then stop long enough to say-"Red, my son,"cough cough"you must go on your own now," I interrupted,"but, dad" He stopped me and continued," I taught 당신 the best training I knew, I put all my effort of training into you." He started to have a slow, raspy voice,"I didn't teach anyone even close to what I taught you, 당신 must now use what i taught 당신 to survive... alone." And with one last 'I 사랑 You' he was gone.As I closed my dad's eyes I looked around and saw nothing but bodies of lifeless wolves. I am now a Lone 늑대 I though sadly to myself as I trotted into the forest...