I experience what it means to be an outcast every day. I was born without a pack, so I know of no other life. But I long to have a family. My father's goal was to create our own pack out of the packless wolves, but we outcasts are strays with no habitat. With no territory of our own to set up our new pack. So we wage war. We're trying to steal some land from a pack with more than enough room. Unfortunately, we misjudged their strength. Many of our people have died trying to break into their territory.
If it were up to me we should have moved on, but my father leads this pack. He has another attack planned for today. This time with all our wolves. I'm the only one who isn't allowed to come along, of course.
Silva Stone.