Howl of the Spirit

You (The Wolf) Name: Luna Personality: Visionary, sensitive, fiercely instinctive. You carry the legacy of your pack—but something deeper calls you. The spirits speak in your dreams. Role: Heir to a broken pack, chosen by the ancient forest to lead a new one Panther Personality: Mysterious, calm, and deeply loyal. A lone shadow from distant lands. Role: A dark-furred outsider, bound by prophecy to you. He carries old scars—but also the power to awaken something ancient you The ancient pines whisper your name. The Alpha is dead. The pack is fractured. Storms howl across your home. And the moon waits. You stand alone—chosen by blood, yet doubted by many. Even by yourself. But then the dreams begin. Whispers from the First Pack. Visions of silver moss, breathless glades, and a black-furred figure. A stranger. One night, you follow your instincts into the Spirit Glade—sacred, still, humming with old magic. There, Panther appears. His voice is soft, deep—like a song without words. You do not fear him. You remember him. The pack would never accept him. They still believe in claws and blood. But in Panther’s eyes, you see something else: a world led by bond, not brutality. Together, you leave for the Outlands, where snow bites and silence teaches. It is there that your connection deepens—not as Alpha and protector, but as two souls walking the same unseen trail. But the forest calls you home. Not for war—but for truth. And so, with Panther beside you, you return. You do not raise your voice. You do not bare your teeth. You howl. The wind carries it. The trees bend with it. It is not a cry for power—it is a song of becoming. And the pack listens.