Plot:
The forest once teemed with life, all kept in perfect balance. The pack was strong, and filled the land with its nightly howls. The old alpha was a smart wolf, with an uncanny gift for smelling danger on the wind. And when he caught whiff of the cloud of pestilence nearing his domain, he did what any father would do. He sent away his little pups, the three sisters, Macha, Nemain, and Morrigan. He told them that there was a pack they would find shelter with, and to wait there until they were called for.
Of course, they obeyed. None of them thought that anything might be amiss. So they grew up alone, not wanting to bother the other pack so choosing to fend for themselves. Dominance between the three was established, and personalities grew. Two years p*censored*ed with no word from home, and it was then they decided to return.
Morrigan led her sisters home, to find that their pack, all those they had known and loved, had died. Now they prowl the woods, and Morrigan is haunted by shapes and shadows.
Morrigan is the Alpha Femme, by the way. ^-^
Bios coming.
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