Wolf Print

[Flint Radek]

Good and Evil. Heaven and Hell. Light and Dark.

No matter what you wish to call it, there are always two sides to everything. Every life, every death, every war. Both think that they are right and never bother to look at their own imperfections. Old scars, that run too deep to be healed, split these pairs. Even those who remain impartial to either would side with one if the right words were chosen when presenting the idea for an alliance. The right offers need to be made, and even a wolf of shadow can be brought to the light. It is just a matter of knowing what they want.

Land. Love. Hate. Duty. Revenge.

Have you ever asked yourself why you fight? Why you are so focused on this one thing? Whatever your reason, there is most likely a pack that holds the same morals as you within the lands of Wolf Print. Whatever your reason to exist may be, there is always those against your reasoning. They, of course, are your enemy, and you find yourself locked in combat, sometimes even for the silliest of reasons. Whatever the cause, there are always those scars, those deep, deep scars. These scars, these vendettas, are passed down through the generations, and another war blossoms. There is no end to it. We all recognize this, but we never attempt to stop it. We are who we are, and, in the end, we are the reason for our suffering. Welcome, to Wolf Print.