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Knights: The snow storm begins

In these ancients lands wolves rule and have split the land into three territories. Snow is a she-wolf born in the moon territory living high in the cliffs of the mountains and running through snow topped forests, Fire is a male wolf born in the sun territory running across deserts and clambering down steep canyons. Two very different wolves about to earn their full names and make their families proud only to be hit with an unexpected curve ball. Every year the ancestors of the past pick two wolves from the territories who are destined to become mates and this year, before earning their full names, Snow and Fire are picked. With tensions rising between the territories and the Dead Lands can stern and serious Snow work with playful and 'live in the moment' Fire and ave their homes or will they tear each other apart just like their territories.

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The white pup

The wind was strong and biting Grey Step's grey fur was already getting cover in snow but his thick fur kept his body mostly warm although his toe pads have gone numb from the cold ages ago. This was normal for winter though and Grey Step didn't mind, he was a Moon wolf and they are known to be hearty and stubborn. Grey Step huffed out a breath over his toe pads to warm them up a bit and looked ahead of him.

Void Fang's black fur stood out against the snow even as it was covered in a layer of snow. His green eyes flicking over the rocks and cliffs they call home here in the Moon territory. Void Fang as general of the Moon territory spent most of his time traveling from one end of the territory to another with his deputy. Grey Step hasn't been deputy for too long, only a season or two but he was more then prepared.

The two males make their way further into the snow heading for a cave that had just become visible through the raging snow storm. Grey Step trots ahead his amber eyes locked forward as a brown shape becomes visible through the snow knowing exactly who it was. As they get closer the brown she-wolf becomes more visible her amber eyes thoughtful as she sits waiting a few mint leaves tucked behind her ear some of the brown fur around her mussel turning grey with age.

"Void Fang, Grey Step, welcome." She greets. Grey Step kneels as Void Fang comes over. Void Fang dips his head in greets. "Tall Tongue, it's nice to see you again. How is Black Foot?" He asked.

"She is well, recovering from birth well. I am glad for it." Tall Tongue huffed out before getting to her feet. Tall Tongue left back leg doesn't touch the ground as she moves back inside the cave where the rest of the family lay.

The male of the family sits to the side with his older pups, a litter of four that had decreased to three. Void Fang gave Fury Storm a respectful nod who returns it laying with his three older pups who watch the strange wolves entering their home. Void Fang focuses his attention on the black she-wolf that laid in the back of the cave in a nest made of pine needles and thick clumps of moss.

Black Foot raised her head as Void Fang approached before nodding to him uncurling slightly to reveal the pups she was shielding from the cold that creep into the sheltered cave. Void Fang automatically stepped back when he saw the pups caught off guard by one in particular. In all his years being general of the Moon territory he has never seen a fully white pup.

But snuggled up to Black Foot's belly was indeed a fully white pup, from the tip of their ears to the tip of their tail the pup's coat was white like the snow falling outside. Void Fang approached again leaning down to sniff the white pup, the scent revealing this pup was female. She certainly stood out against her two siblings one a dark grey female that had a black tail and a black coated male with ash grey paws.

Void Fang nodded as he sat down lifting his head up towards the roof of the cave where he knew the moon was shining.

"Spirits of the moon, watch over these pups and I speak their birth names I hopes you guide them through life." Void Fang recited from memory.

With that he touched his nose to the white pup. "Snow, the white female " The pup whimpers as she nuzzles closer to her mother.

"Storm, the grey female" Storm shuffled as she wiggled a little bit.

"Ash, the black male" Ash wiggled around his ash grey paws small for now but they would grow bigger in time.

"May their lives be blessed as they grow strong under the guidance of the moon. Here in these peaks every soul counts."