In a forest not too far from civilization but not too close to see constant travel a small family of wolves had just grown as the newest litter had been born. the forest had many names yet the one shared by the inhabitants themselves called it

" The Grave Of The Progenitors "

once many centuries perhaps even millenia ago the ancestors to every species of animal / beast had been born in this forest. Later on as they spread all over the world no matter where they went no matter how long had passed these progenitors knew where their home was and at the end of their lives as they had been the start of their species and every other they would return to give back what was left of their lives to the forest it began yet before their passing they had decreed one law

1) If a cub is left without kin, the most capable family / pack / herd / troop must take care of said cub and treat them as blood until they are capable of surviving for themselves.

And now on a normal day the forest and soon the world would witness a new species.

A.N : this is going to be my first story i'm not exactly a grammer person so i might not have a , where i should a ' when its needed or : so bear with me i'll be learning as i go and will take criticism if it can be helpful to my story. i have a general idea where i want to go with this so get ready cause im not sure how well i'll get this idea across.

1 chapter mon/thursday mon chapters will come out in the afternoon since i have morning classes

I don't own the cover image so if you or someone you know do/does tell me and i will change it