Ardolf - The wolf nation

It was a full moon night, the night when the werewolves ran free on the surface of the earth. In the realm of Ardolf, the werewolves congregated in front of the castle, waiting for their alpha to arrive.

Ardolf was one of the strongest wolf nation and the only wolf nation to share borders with the hunter kingdoms. The population of Ardolf was less than that of Bellicus and Santok but more than other werewolf nations.

Ten years ago, during the great wolf hunter war, most of the wolf population was washed away by the hunters, the impacts of which still prevailed in Ardolf.

Most of the wolves who now joined forces for the upcoming battle were orphans and several other adult wolves have lost their children to the war. Most of the structures and statues which once used to be the forte of Ardolf, now stood disfigured and debilitated by the span of time.

The werewolves assembled in front of the castle immediately stopped conversing with one another when they felt a powerful presence gradually closing in on them. The strong aura felt by them belonged to none other than their own alpha, Deimos Hrodulf, accompanied by his paternal uncle, Conrado Hrodulf and the guards of the castle.

At the sight of their alpha, they crouched down on one knee and bowed their heads in respect, waiting patiently for the alpha's command.

With a glance at the full moon, his orbs began to glow with a crimson hue and he smiled smugly watching the people of his kingdom as a sense of pride birthed in him.

"People of Ardolf, my brothers, my sisters and my elders, tonight's full moon signifies the night of a new era, the era of revolution, the era of change and most importantly the era of avenging our lost ones." Deimos announced as he stood before the werewolves of his pack and kingdom.

His voice was loud and seemed to ring deep into their ears. It was the voice of their alpha, the voice of a rebellion and as the member of the crimsoncrest pack, it was their duty to pursue what their alpha says.

"The past decade had been a phase of dark and mourn for ours as well as other nations of our kind. Hunters have robbed us of our land, our loved ones and eventually our hopes. Tonight, I swear on the blood of the Hrodulf family, which is flows through my veins that I, Deimos Hrodulf is going to take everything that has been taken from our nation and its people." His voice grew even louder than before.

He could feel the collective emotions of the werewolves who admired him. Every word of his had a positive impact on them and their hopes were heightened just by his words. They begin to shout his name in approval and out of respect. A surge of satisfaction ran through him and he extended both of his hands forward. The crowd went quite again and Deimos then continued.

"My family, lend me your power and take mine and let us conquer all that hold us back." He added the concluding statement to his speech and the crowd went wild.

Everyone began to raise slogans, "Long live the Alpha, long live the Ardolf."

Deimos smiled with content when he saw the enthusiasm of his people and the family he has made with them.

For ten years, he had trained and worked hard to gain the approval of his people and to be worthy of the title of the Alpha of the Crimsoncrest pack. Just like many other children of Ardolf, Deimos has also lost both his parents to the war. The legacy of the Hrodulf's and the Crimsoncrest pack was passed down to Deimos after the war and he made all the necessary efforts to live up to his parents name and will.

After the death of his parents in war, the reign of Ardolf was decided to be transferred to some other wolf nation because Deimos was just fourteen years old back then and the wolves couldn't trust the control of Ardolf to a young kid who had years to turn out mature and strong.

If not for Conrado Hrodulf, his paternal uncle, Ardolf would have been dissolved and included in some other wolf nation. Conrado made people believe that Deimos had it in him to turn out like his great father. And Deimos shed his blood, sweat and tears to become the best version of himself so he can finally be the true Alpha to his pack.

And tonight, he could feel the true affection of the werewolves of his pack and his heart could finally be at rest. All that was left now was their victory over hunters so he could finally put everyone and himself at ease.

Deimos watched the people dwell in joy and fervor and he was happy to see the enthusiasm his pack mates held. He signalled them to disperse and then finally the wolves bowed their heads and transformed into wolf form. Their size began to grow as the wolf like features appeared and eventually they burst into their true wolf form.

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So this is the first glimpse of Deimos Hrodulf, the male lead of the story! Do you guys like it?

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