The Unexplained Alpha

1954 The Blood Noir and Blue Heroux pack were one in the same, the pack was called The Blue Blood Noir Heroux pack and it was massive, all people were invited or at least excepted in to the pack we had witches, wolves, humans, and rogues. At one time it said that pack had over 10,000 bodies. The humans and witches seemed to band together and of course the wolves and rogues. There were some witches and humans that were mixed with the wolves and visa versa. The entire territory was surrounded by big massive sequoia trees so it was like you were in a different world when you were inside the wall of trees in the mornings you hear all kind of Wildlife, the birds were there all day, but you could hear the cooing of owls going to bed, the scratching sounds of all the creepy crawlies that were waking up for the day, the deer and all the four-legged Wildlife getting ready for their day, also the babies that just got born waking up with their moms for the first day, the splashing of the otters and beavers, all kinds of activities for the Wildlife to do. It was also surrounded by rolling hills, they were green and luscious it was like they had a carpet over the dirt. As far as the eye could see, it was rolling green grass it was a beautiful sight to see. One fateful day it appeared that two high ranking wolves had a vendetta against each other, they were screaming and yelling at each other, you could hear every word because it echoed in the valleys, they were screaming about how it was their right to lead however since they were all one massive pack they should have had only one alpha, that has been the way of pack business, for as long as it's been told. One alpha thought he should lead, the other thought he should lead. Of course each of them had followers, of course on the one side they all thought he would be a great Alpha, and the same for the other, they were yelling and bickering back and forth for days it seemed like, as soon as they would wake up and be outside it destroyed the peaceful tranquility of the once tranquil territory. A war broke out between the two groups, it was indeed a s*******r, it wiped out at least half of the people.....Men, women, and children. The women and children of course were collateral damage but the men that started the war would never admit to wrongdoing either one of them it was a horrible, horrendous site to see. The bodies of the innocent women and children that were slaughtered because of a petty disagreement between two alpha males. Is that what Society is coming to? Is this what the Wolves story is? To belong to blood thirsty killers. To belong or to obey these bloodthirsty killers just because they wanted to rule? Is this the story of werewolves and their kind? The Blood stained the ground for years to come, for decades after the s*******r you could see the once luscious green grass splattered with black dried blood of its fallen victims of this m******e, even to this day, it is rumored, by descendants of the two great Alphas that if you dig deep enough and far enough you can still see the red from the innocent blood. It is also rumored that late at night you can hear the tormented screams of all the fallen victims it's believed that once in a while you can see a woman in white walking among the trees singing a favorite childhood song and then she'll turn and look at you and say run, run! You can't be here you're trampling on all of them, all of the lost souls of that fateful day of the 1954 s*******r. The two packs separated at that time and became The Blood Noir and The Blue Heroux Packs. Both massively devastated by the war and loss of life. Both sides lost so much they lost over half respectfully from each side whichever side they were on, didn't matter anymore, their fates were going to be decided for them. Their lives were ever going to be changed. Now came the separation of the pack. Depending on which way you wanted to go, or whichever side you were on. Didn't matter the high-ranking wolves sealed your fate. Families were slaughtered or separated depending on which pack they wanted to go with. The high-ranking wolves did take input from the lesser wolves but to say you wanted to go with the other pack that you did not fight with earned you a death sentence, or you could run and be a rogue it was not fair by any means they would separate fathers and sons, and mothers and daughters. Depending on which rank you had before the war, chose where you went. Where you wanted to go and what you could do for the new pack it all hinged on power and control. You had wolves running for their lives, not accepted by either side. Your daughters running to their mothers, and they were killed as soon as they passed over the other's territory. They decided to make neutral ground between the two packs territories for the unwanted and the forgotten and the displaced and the rogues this is where they all hid from the trackers. So they wouldn't all be put to death for wanting to be with their own families, their parents and their children. They all ran into neutral territory. They all started to rebuild away from prying eyes and ears. They found a lake in the midst of the neutral ground and started investigating what else was hiding in plain site. They swam under the water and found a lake underground. They had to swim thru the lake up top to a underground cavern that was undetectable and then when they were coming through the cavern they saw light and swam up. Found the tunnel and built from there. So when they came up towards the light they ended up coming up into the middle of another lake, the ones that were there swam to the closest shore and found out what they saw was a beach with olive colored sand, fine and soft, as soft as sand can be. The ones that were there saw a tunnel at the far end of the beach. They went to it cautiously because, let’s face it anybody would. So when they went in they had to feel the walls, they were hard and moist with some patches of moss, moldy smelling but no mold just the smell was strong, cause it was dark not completely but still to their unadjusted eyes it was hard to see, they did adjust to the dimness and then it was easier to walk around without fumbling around the walls of the tunnels. They kept searching through this one tunnel and it opened up into a bigger room that was enclosed all around. It had the same moldy or a better word musty smell, the floor was the same olive colored sand but it, if it was possible, was softer. Was moss covering most of the walls, so it looked like green carpet was hung strategically to provide sound proofing or something. They needed supplies if they wanted to dig or anything down here. They went back down the tunnel, out onto the beach and back into the middle of the lake. Swam back to the underwater tunnel that leaded back out to the rogue territory between the two packs. They needed supplies to help anybody that needed a safe place from their homes if it was violent or unsafe in anyway.