Years ago, a single wolf chanced upon what at first glance was a simple tangle of terrain, a seemingly impassible and untamable landscape. As the lone wolf moved further into the lands, he was overcome by a strange feeling, as if he were being followed. He would pause now and then, looking over his shoulder only to see the terrain he had just crossed. Finally he made it to a large meadow, filled with flowers and thick grass. By the time he had reached it, darkness had fallen and the moon had risen high into the dark sky above him.

His eyes scanned the meadow, soon falling onto a tiny form that was curled up in the center. He approached it slowly, stopping a few feet away. He was surprised and confused by the sight of a small silver pup curled up in the center of the meadow. As he got closer, the little form stirred and lifted its head. The little wolf pup's eyes were all white, seeming to bore right through the shaken wolf as the small form rose to its feet, floating slightly above the ground. The pup did not speak, but looked directly at the wolf, seeming to communicate directly with his mind. /Welcome to Silverlight/ heard the wolf, his ears twitching slightly, although it was his mind that was receiving the message. /You have come upon these lands not by chance, but on purpose. It is now up to you to care for Silverlight, to protect it and to honor it. These lands depend on the spirits to flourish, but they are in need of inhabitants. This is your purpose here. Build a pack on these lands. Teach them to respect and honor the spirits and the land and you will prosper. I will visit you again soon./ he heard. Then, with a flash of light, the pup was gone.

Over the next few years the wolf struggled to fulfill the spirit's wish, and the land slowly began to fail. The meadow lost the feeling of awe and wonder, the lake lost the glistening beauty of the sunset. Silverlight was dying. It needed the spirits to survive, but they had abandoned the lands, for they needed a pack, they needed wolves to survive.

Eventually, other wolves trickled in to the land, forming a disjointed pack. For months, the wolves remained wary of each other and too independent to form a functioning pack. Silverlight continued to fail…until the day the wolves’ hearts changed. The land they loved was dying, and they were not in the position to revitalize it. Thus, the pack banded together, learned to love each other. None of them had realized that this was all it took to make a difference.

In the meadow once more, Blitzen, the alpha of the Silverlight pack, turned around slowly, spotting a pup sitting in the grass in front of him. He smiled, bowing slowly in respect to the spirit as he barely controlled his excitement.

/You have done well, Blitzen, and you have brought your pack together. The spirits are finally returning to Silverlight. You must continue to work together as a pack in order to bring the lands back to their former glory. Do your job well, Silverlight depends on you and your pack for survival./

Moments later, the pup vanished, leaving Blitz in awe, reveling in the realization: The spirits were returning! Silverlight was coming back to life!

Welcome to Silverlight! Come join the family!

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Season: Early Winter
Mating: Yes
Birthing: No
Prey: Moderate
Storage: Fully Stocked
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Pack Members: 10
Males: 5
Females: 5
Pups: None
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Loners: 3
Males: 2
Females: 1

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