Name: Fang<br/>Age: 22<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Werewolf<br/>Appearance:m<a class="postlink" href="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff187/OXEsSeNceXO/AnimeGuy-2.jpg">http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff18 ... eGuy-2.jpg</a>m<br/>Werewolf Appearance:m<a class="postlink" href="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff187/OXEsSeNceXO/61847-bigthumbnail.jpg">http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff18 ... mbnail.jpg</a>m<br/>______________________________________________________________________________<br/>For many years and many generations, the two clans of existing werewolves fought with each other. But they just fought with each other, for two reasons, the other clan thought they were far superior over the other.  And the chiefs hated each other. They fought bloody wars and lost many loved ones and other members of their clans. And it seemed that the wars would never end, even the elders try convincing the chiefs to stop to senseless wars and acts of violence, but nothing seemed to get through their thick heads. The wars continued up to the chiefsâ€™ old ages. They decided that the wars were pointless and that their hatred had ceased to exist.  So they deicded to get together and create a peace treaty.<br/><br/>â€œSo how should we proclaim our peace?â€ The first one asked as they sat inside a small building that posed as a meeting hall. â€œI agree, all we know is war and hatred,â€ The second says. The first one nods and then looks at the other. â€œMaybe we should consult the elders,â€  The second one nods and they go to the cave of the elders.<br/><br/>â€œWhat is it my son?â€ The elder asks.<br/><br/>The first chief looks at the first elder. â€œWe need a way to declare our peace, but we donâ€™t know how.â€ He says.<br/><br/>The elders nod, â€œSince the wars had stopped and both clans seem divided, why not a marriage preposal?â€ Another elder says.<br/><br/>â€œSo a forced marriage then? Of who?â€ The second chief asks.<br/><br/>â€œYes,  of your son and his daughter.â€ The third elder says.<br/><br/>Both cheifs nod, â€œIf that will bring peace to both clans, then so be it.â€ They say and leave the cave.<br/>______________________________________________________________________________<br/>Fang  couldnâ€™t believe his ears when his father announced the marriage perposal. He didnâ€™t think it was a good idea.  For he hardly knew Aylia. He remembered seening her when they were children, when their fathers had met to try and make peace with one another, but that was only once or twice. He shook his head and sighed.<span style="font-style: italic"> I guess if it brings peace.</span>He thinks as he walks along a path through the woods.  This was his usual thing, going into the woods and spending his day there away from all the others in his clan. For he was a misfit, he had seen other black werewolves in the other clan, but was the only one colored black in his own clan.  As he goes deeper into the woods, the sound of howling could be heard and a pack of wolves comes out of of the darkness of the woods and goes up to him. They begin to wine and wag their tails and begin to lick his hands. They were acting like dogs would do when the greeted their master.<br/><br/>As he continued to walk through the woods and stopped at a large tree. He then climbs up into the tree and sits down. He reaches into his pack and pulls out a book. Then he beigns to read.  He prefered the company of the animals and other life in the woods, to that of his own clan. Then he sensed someone under the tree and and looked down. It was one of his clan members. â€œFang you father sent me to get you, Aylia is on her way, she should be here by tonight or tomorrow morning.â€ He says and walks away. Fang rolls his eyes and closes the book and puts it back in his pack. Then he climbs out of the tree and starts to walk home.