| | And The Stars Will Fall | |

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[bg=a1afc9][atrb=width,400,true] As the wolves draw near, darkness shall envelope all, and as the stars fade, the mother shall once again watch over her young.

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| | The Children Whom Are With Us | |

| | Goliath of Genesis | |

| | Dion of Genesis | |

| | The Children Whom Have Left Us | |

None Have Passed On

We shall not mourn, we shall not be lonely, children. For all is forgotten, all is forgiven, and all shall be lost when the time comes.

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[bg=ffffff][atrb=width,400,true] My sister Dion and I were born to a lakeside pack, far from Genesis where we now reside. We had two brothers, but I only remember them vaguely. We were three moons old when some of our packmates began acting oddly. They grew violent, attacking other wolves, killing some and simply maiming others. Our father had our mother flee, taking Dion in her jaws, and urging me to follow by her side. We never saw our father or brothers again. Our mother cared for us for nearly a full cycle of the seasons on her own. She spoke fondly to us of our father and the pack that had fallen apart around us. She spoke of forming a new pack once we were older, stronger. We never had the chance. A run of bad hunts led her to desperation. We were hungry, but she was starving- Dion and I given most of the food that was caught. We could hunt ourselves, but we were very inexperienced, and the season was hard. One morning we found her, having left in the night to hunt, dead in a field. For days we watched over her body, mourning and finding the truth hard to believe, but eventually we moved on. I remember fondly the day we came across the pack of Genesis. We were still young, under two years, and the alpha hardly saw us a threat. The transition back into pack life was hard, not as much for I as for Dion, but we've managed. It has been three cycles since we came here, and I like to believe I am respected here. I have proved my loyalty many times over, and wonder where I will end up in time. I doubt I shall ever be alpha of Genesis, and truly, I may decline should the opportunity arise... However someday I may be Beta, and hopefully before I leave this world for the next- I will be a father.

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[bg=cc6606][atrb=width,400,true] My brother and I have been amoung the Genesis pack for a long while... From our first season here, he has taken to them like a fish to water, but I feel distant still. Goliath insists that my discomfort is the reason I feel so distant. Other than he and our mother, I don't remember other wolves- at least none friendly. I suppose, time will tell whether I grow comfortable or remain at the bottom. Those whom were pups when we arrived, or have been born since are easier for me to become close to. I've watched them grow, and often helped in raising them. I feel as if they are family, as much so as my brother... But as they grow older, I cannot hide my discomfort. Maybe I was not made for the pack life.