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Carea is a broken world, but it was once beautiful. There was a time, the lands flourished, the prey was much, and the inhabitants… they were the most breathtaking of all. Wolves. Beautiful creatures. Their fur glistened in the sunlight, and it shined in the moonlight. Their eyes, bewitching. Some say you could see the story of the universe unfold inside them. Their paws, large and strong, could destroy something beyond repair. But they were not violent creatures. They cared for the land, as much as they did for themselves. But that all changed, and soon, the world was a broken place. We should have known, peace will not last forever, and war, came in the form of an outsider. An enemy, by the name of Sol. But in the beginning, we called him a friend.
Hundreds, maybe thousands of years ago, he came into our lands. And we welcomed him with open arms. Our people had known nothing of the treachery that laid behind his faked smile. It was the middle of the worlds rotation when he arrived, seeking refuge in the largest pack. SilverCrest. Their numbers outmatch all the other three packs. If war was waged, they would undoubtedly be the victors. And they were. If was the next season before the four packs would meet each other, and by then, he had all of the SilverCrest pack under his influence. His plan spread throughout many years. But finally it spurred into action. War was waged on the SilverCrest pack. It seemed the other packs had saw through Sol’s lies. The other three packs, The Crescent Pack, The Nightfall Pack, and The Forestborn, al joined forced to try and destroy Sol. But even they, in all their might were no match. The Crescent Pack was the first to fall. They surrendered themselves to the SilverCrest pack, on the condition no more of their blood would be spilled. The next was the forest born. Crawling back to the forest they called home, never showing themselves to the other packs again. The last to fall Was the Nightfall pack. They never gave themselves up. They fought and fought, clinging on to hope. The were at war with the SilverCrest pack for many years. Still they never gave in. The fought until there were only a few of them left. The war was over. There was no one left to fight.
The remaining members of the Nightfall pack was branded traitors. By Sol’s new law, they were to be called Rouges. The name itself was made to shame anyone who dared to stand against him. With Sol’s death, after many years of life, erupted something new. Something strange. Something sinister. But no one could see it. A gate, as it was called. Supposed to hold the secrets of the world inside. After Sol died, the SilverCrest pack began to treat the gate with something similar to worship. But with the Forestborn secluding themselves, and the Silver Pack worshiping it, it only leaves the rouges and the Crescent Pack to see what it really is. However, with the crescent pack under the Jurisdiction of SilverCrest, they are not allowed near the gate. That leaves the Rouges. Through out history, they have built up their numbers. Although small, enough to make a difference. They have fought against the SilverCrest until the present time. Although few of them make it, those that get into SilverCrest Base, have seen the Gate, and they sense the evil that comes from it. They have realized if left standing, the gate will corrupt and eventually destroy Carea. Who do you believe is right? What will you do about it?

Finally finished the cover, and thought I’d share the plot! I’m really proud of this piece although I hate it at the same time. Oh well. I hope you guys like it!

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Description
[IMG=H7E]
Carea is a broken world, but it was once beautiful. There was a time, the lands flourished, the prey was much, and the inhabitants… they were the most breathtaking of all. Wolves. Beautiful creatures. Their fur glistened in the sunlight, and it shined in the moonlight. Their eyes, bewitching. Some say you could see the story of the universe unfold inside them. Their paws, large and strong, could destroy something beyond repair. But they were not violent creatures. They cared for the land, as much as they did for themselves. But that all changed, and soon, the world was a broken place. We should have known, peace will not last forever, and war, came in the form of an outsider. An enemy, by the name of Sol. But in the beginning, we called him a friend.
Hundreds, maybe thousands of years ago, he came into our lands. And we welcomed him with open arms. Our people had known nothing of the treachery that laid behind his faked smile. It was the middle of the worlds rotation when he arrived, seeking refuge in the largest pack. SilverCrest. Their numbers outmatch all the other three packs. If war was waged, they would undoubtedly be the victors. And they were. If was the next season before the four packs would meet each other, and by then, he had all of the SilverCrest pack under his influence. His plan spread throughout many years. But finally it spurred into action. War was waged on the SilverCrest pack. It seemed the other packs had saw through Sol’s lies. The other three packs, The Crescent Pack, The Nightfall Pack, and The Forestborn, al joined forced to try and destroy Sol. But even they, in all their might were no match. The Crescent Pack was the first to fall. They surrendered themselves to the SilverCrest pack, on the condition no more of their blood would be spilled. The next was the forest born. Crawling back to the forest they called home, never showing themselves to the other packs again. The last to fall Was the Nightfall pack. They never gave themselves up. They fought and fought, clinging on to hope. The were at war with the SilverCrest pack for many years. Still they never gave in. The fought until there were only a few of them left. The war was over. There was no one left to fight.
The remaining members of the Nightfall pack was branded traitors. By Sol’s new law, they were to be called Rouges. The name itself was made to shame anyone who dared to stand against him. With Sol’s death, after many years of life, erupted something new. Something strange. Something sinister. But no one could see it. A gate, as it was called. Supposed to hold the secrets of the world inside. After Sol died, the SilverCrest pack began to treat the gate with something similar to worship. But with the Forestborn secluding themselves, and the Silver Pack worshiping it, it only leaves the rouges and the Crescent Pack to see what it really is. However, with the crescent pack under the Jurisdiction of SilverCrest, they are not allowed near the gate. That leaves the Rouges. Through out history, they have built up their numbers. Although small, enough to make a difference. They have fought against the SilverCrest until the present time. Although few of them make it, those that get into SilverCrest Base, have seen the Gate, and they sense the evil that comes from it. They have realized if left standing, the gate will corrupt and eventually destroy Carea. Who do you believe is right? What will you do about it?

Finally finished the cover, and thought I’d share the plot! I’m really proud of this piece although I hate it at the same time. Oh well. I hope you guys like it!

discord.gg/NZHcb2VJK3
^
Discord rp invite