This is a cavern leading back, carved strait into the rock by the thick talons of the shadows. It is abandoned now, hidden among the snow, only visited by the occasional passerby who happens to see it. Many clues remain here to the shadows secrets, most incomprehensible to any but them. Some strange things dwell in the thick tunnels that lead deep down into the earth, some more terrible then the caves previous inhabitants.

The ground is thick rock, great red woods growing where ever there is dirt. These lands are beautiful, the light from the moon casting them in a strange silver glow. Many animals live here, captivated by the sheer beauty of the lands. Wolves are common here, some kind….. Some not.

This mountain rang is always covered with snow, terrible blizzards blowing in for days during the winter. The winds can be strong, the cliffs steep. This is a very dangerous place sometimes. But to some this is home. It is a great place to live for those who don’t want to be found. Food is plentiful most of the year, becoming scarce in the winter months. From the peaks a howl can carry on for miles on a clear day

Animals come from miles around to drink from the cool waters of these falls. Every year trout swim up stream, leaping up the ledges of these falls to get to their spawning grounds. The water is crystal clear and visible all the way to the bottom. It is believed that the water has strange powers, able to heal the mortal wounds of all creatures great and small as long as their heart is pure and kind.

The soft sounds of water rushing over rock, birds chirping happily in the trees. Many animals come here to drink, making this prime hunting grounds. The water is crystal clear and fresh, often chilly. Many wolves bring their pups here to play and meet others.

These forests are filed with maple and oak, many large clearings and babbling brooks. Food is very plentiful here, large herds of deer and elk stay all year round. But there are also bear in this forest, many aggressive and hungry for an easy meal.

One the sun sets the sky turns crimson over the placid waters, turning theses cliffs into a fiery silhouette against the sunset. The waters are calm most of the time, at others great waves crash on to the shore bellow. These cliffs are just as dangerous as they are beautiful, jagged rocks stick out, daring a wolf to jump to it’s doom.

The grass is taller then the creatures that walk among it, completely hiding any predator. Prey is common here, as is water and shelter. The grass can grow up to ten feet tall, the only way to see over it is to climb a tree. But for those with good ears and smell this place is paradise, prey easily split off from the herd and subdued.

Scratched out deep into the earth these dens are dark but large. They have many twisting tunnels, some combining with another den. Often the are surrounded with thorns to keep predators at bay, the needle sharp threatening any who dare to get to close.

Grass grown tall and wild, fed off the blood of the beasts. Dark creatures walk among the grasses, blazing eyes wild and mad. These lands are always covered with storm clouds, vultures flying through the sky in search of their next meal. be weary, for the wolves of these lands can be fearsome and strong, most have no problem raping and killing a young fea who wanders alone. Someone might hear you screaming, but most won’t even care.

These wolves are kind and fair, far less bulky then their northern cousins. The blame no one for the war, though they greatly regret it. Their lands took a lot of damage, second only to the plains. These wolves are sleek and smart, able to take down even the most troublesome of foes.

These wolves have adapted well to life near the water. Their lands were spared from the fire so they blame no one for the war, siding with the eastern wolves. They are extremely intelligent but some lack common sense. Even so they are great allies but an even greater adversary.

This pack is small, most of them solitary and silent, much like the shadows. They greatly regret what happened but don’t hold a grudge. They are brave wolves, many ready to die to defend each other. They are extremely loyal to their pack mates and their mates, willing to give their lives to save them. These wolves remain neutral, taking neither side and wishing only to be left out of the fight.