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[atrb=background,http://imageshack.us/a/img585/8650/8qy.png] Wolves have always been thought a myth. Stories are passed down from parent to child of majestic beasts that were once the best companion a human could have. That they were a main entity that helped create their civilizations. As stories go, words were twisted and it was told that these creatures had been massive, the size of horses. It was told that some came with odd markings, others with magical abilities. That humans could use them as mounts to travel. And even to the point that it was said some could actually speak. It was told that disease had eliminated them and no one has recalled seeing them for hundreds of years. Until a little girl named Vyviana enters her home from the cold snow with two pups in her arms. 'Look, Mommy, wolves!' Her mother only looked at them. They could not be wolves. Wolves didn't exist. But there, in her daughter's arms, were two pups. One black, and one white. One male, one female. Her mother reached out and pulled the black pup from Vyviana's arms. Noticing the couple faint markings striping his chest. It couldn't be. Word of the pups went around. And as their size increased dramatically, it could no longer be denied what they were. People tried their hardest to see them. And when it was confirmed that they were what the myths said, Vyviana was proclaimed heaven sent. She was thought special by the people around her and at the young age of 7, became a Queen to her people. People came from far and wide to see her wolves. As things went, pups were born. Wolves appeared out of the shadows and came to her. She and her growing number of wolves lived in the castle she was moved into. As with any royalty, there are those who seek to destroy it. She hired guards to protect her and her treasured creatures. Only those she saw fit received wolf pups. Her guards all received their own companions to train with. This kept those who sought to steal them for themselves away. But with good, comes evil. With everything, comes flaws. You can always protect against an army but, to protect against one person... Or three... A group of three were sent to Vyviana's castle in the dead of night. They made it past the handful of guards that were on duty that night. They managed to take 3 pups. In their attempt to stay undetected, they each took dark colored wolves. The wolves were returned to their self-proclaimed leader. A woman around the same age known as Xyla. She had brain washed the small group who followed her to do her bidding. Once Vyviana learned of what had happened, she took action. Those who had been on guard that night were exiled from her castle, along with their wolves. They were shunned completely from her lands. One had been the head guard for her. In response, he started his own clan of those who had been shunned, and those who opposed being ruled over. A couple years passed without a hitch. Vyviana gave birth to a little girl she named Valecia. The child was immediately given a wolf pup of her own. One to grow with her. A few more years passed. It had been 5 years since the pups were stolen. And it would seem Xyla had gathered more people. The wolves that had been stolen had given birth to more. All had been trained to be lethal. To not care about anyone but those in the group. An army was established and sent to Vyviana's castle. An attack was unleashed. An ambush in the middle of the night. Vyviana was awoke by the sounds of barks and metal on metal, growling and items breaking. Her wolves were missing from her room. Her first instinct was to go to find her small child.Upon finding Valecia, she placed her in a small room, instructing the small girl's wolf to keep guard of the door. She rushed down the stairs to see the chaos that had unfolded. Every guard she had was fighting against the impeding army. Wolves fighting each other. Shredding each other. She spotted her two wolves in the battle. Running to their side, she fought her hardest along with her people. Along with her wolves. She watched as one of her wolves were taken out. In her attempt to doctor him up on the battlefield, she was attacked and badly wounded. Her other wolf coming to her side. She died amongst the battle, both her wolves beside her trying their hardest to keep her safe. Hours after the noises had died down. three year old Valecia emerged from the room. Her wolf by her side as she wandered through the castle. Her eyes landed on the massacre. The sight of dead bodies laid out the open main room. In the middle, lay her mother and the wolves that started all of this. A few battered wolves walked among the fallen, sniffing and nudging at random bodies. Power was turned over to a council who could run everything until Valecia was of age to take care of matters. Her main concern being that Xyla still lurks in the shadows. Wanting to take over everything with her army of corrupt wolves. Some description: Buildings: Still stone and ornate. Clothing: Clothing has modernized. (This should make playby finding easy.) Technology: Technology is still decently limited. Time Frame: It is now 11 years past the major attack on the castle when Vyviana was killed and 16 years from the time the pups were stolen.