Freki sat alone in the heart of Belki, the feared wild pack of the urdish lycan lands, they had been effectively isolated by the cold, silent war raging between the packs of Ogrin and the Arthur led Brownfurs. Belki held no interest in violence and had effectively dissociated themselves with anything that had to do with the tell tale alliances that would ensure that they earned a portion in the ongoing conflict.
Recently there has begun to be rumours, rumblings that Ogrin had come into possession of a very valuable piece of the puzzle, the long cast out seed of Mursha the greyback and his beloved bride, the fearful Silvia the bloodhound. He had initially waved the news away, classing it as an extreme form of idle talk, a spur to jolt people from the laziness which so much peace had create
