User:Zooted21

It is said that once long ago there where two prime wolves who roamed the land in search of prey and mates worthy of making children of the stars. One of these creatures was named Máni and the other Sól. Sol was always jealous of his brother for belittling the gods intent for them, he was consumed with rage as he saw his brother waste what time was given to them. These feelings where kept bottled up within Sol until it consumed him to his core as he thought of nothing else but hatred and discussed for his brother. You might ask what lead Sol down this dark path of dismal thought? Numberless years ago when the gods granted them freedom on this plain of existence, Mani had taken charge of what they both would accomplish. He saw fit to only hunt the largest of prey and take risks for sustaining them in this world. Sol in his infancy would follow Mani to the letter no matter the command given and showed no other thought of what would benefit them both. Days after they had hunted there prey and filled there bellies, they went into the rough of the wild in search of companions. Mani was the first to pick up the scent of another pack and tracked them to the edge of a river where they had a den close by. They waited till nightfall to make there move to greet one of the females of the pack to not disturb the others.