InfiniteChaos
Oblivioux
It started a long time ago. The world was equally spread out between many packs across the large land.
It all began with the Okeryn Empire, They began to expand, taking in packs that were not doing so well. Soon it was becoming a vast empire that began to take land by force. This forced other packs to begin joining together, keeping their boarders secure. It became so bad that the Tri-River pack began taking in refugees and expanded their territory in hopes of stopping the mass giant from gaining more land. The Celtic Territory also did the same thing, but they were not fighting, they were retreating away from the fight. They split their pack into two separate parts, one is unused the other is still used.
All (charted) unclaimed land belongs to the Okeryn Empire, even the land ordered by Peace Treaty's in order to keep population down.
A DMZ has been developed between Tri-River and Okeryn Empire, anyone wishing the cross may see their death, if they're spotted at least.
The world is still going on Okeryn Empire hated the Tri-River pack now, and the Okerians were attempting to assassinate the Tri-River alpha, but how to do so was the ultimate question...
The plan has been in the works for 5 years, and it was about to set sail. Just as the Okeryn Empire attempted to take control of Coastal Edge, to sway off any attention from the pack.
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The Okeryn leader looked up to the red and black wolf before him and smirked "To day's the day Arwyn." He stated and looked around to the council of wolves before them. The rain was beginning to pick up in the area, a lightning storm was approaching.
"What are you to do?" The leader questioned.
"Assassinate." Arwyn responded with a rather harsh voice. His golden eyes watching the leader.
"Assassinate... Who?"
"The Leader of the Tri-River pack!" He growled out and thunder ranged out above them, and wolves began to howl out around them, the leader and Arwyn joining last.
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Two weeks later...
Arwyn sighed as he looked around, The grass was so green, flowers were freshly bloomed. Everything was nice, Kind if seemed nice to be like this way for once. Nothing evil, just a little bit of niceness to set the mood for him. Relax his muscles, release any tension in his body. He must be getting close to the pack by now. He was currently in the DMZ, acting as a refugee of Coastal Edge. He spent most of his time running back and forth along a bit of the border to wear himself out. At this point he is pretty worn out of himself, and he also hasn't had any water or food, so he was getting pretty hungry as well as getting dehydrated.
Someone would spot him eventually, and give him help. Let him be in the pack, trust him. He'll get to know the alpha, and then attack the Alpha when alone and get the Okeryn Empire to take control of Tri-River... That was the plan. But he didn't want to think of it for now. For now, he was just trying to cross the DMZ carefully.