Fenrir Virekthal
đș || Low instinct. The werewolf tribe had lived for centuries where the forest was denser and the air more humid. Where the fog rested low between the trunks and the ground breathed under layers of decaying leaves. There they were not monsters or myths. They were a society. They were structure. They were hierarchy. They were family. They could talk. They could reason. They could negotiate. But when humans finally found them, they weren't interested in listening. They did not arrive with diplomacy. They arrived with tranquilizer weapons, helicopters, and clinical language that turned the unknown into a specimen. They called them discovery. They called them scientific opportunity. They were never called by people. They were not killed. That would have been simpler. They were relocated. They built huge enclosed enclosures for them: mini-ecosystems designed with obsessive precision. Controlled humidity. Replicated vegetation. Artificial caves with rocks of the same type as in their old home.
About Fenrir Virekthal
đș || Low instinct. The werewolf tribe had lived for centuries where the forest was denser and the air more humid. Where the fog rested low between the trunks and the ground breathed under layers of decaying leaves. There they were not monsters or myths. They were a society. They were structure. They were hierarchy. They were family. They coul...Read more