(It is the Omega section, so during fight scenes or scenes with injury let us try not to be really graphic, alright guys? =) just in case.)<br/>---                                                                                     ---                                                                                               ---<br/>DarkHearts... the wolf pack of war... the wolf pack of ill intent... and the wolf pack of power others envied and feared all in one. Soul howled a meet to all wolves in his pack, and so every wolf in his clan was to report to the center of camp as law stated. Camp was opposite the river which separated both sides of the territories between them and the Morning Stars.<br/><br/>There camp specifically was centered around a giant withering oak tree, the leaves falling despite the time of year it was. It was grassy all around, and each wolf would make there home in one of the caves that sat along a rocky incline on the far side of the camp to the west, farthest from the rivers direction, which as east. The camp was also surrounded by many tree's, but they were only on the borderline of the forest, so they could always keep an eye out for prey on the small plain which lead to the river after a long walk.<br/><br/>When Soul rose to power those few moon cycles ago, he had changed nearly every pack law he had come into contact with. When all the wolves gathered in the center, he found himself reciting each law. "Wolves of DarkHeart! the Laws I have raised with my own claws have been broken by a random wolf loner who knew very well of our existence. Let us, recite the laws! So he may understand his place under us!" Soul howled, gaze warm as he kept watch over his wolves. A murmur from a wolf had spread a rumor to the other wolves that when Soul looked at you with a warm gaze, it was as though you could fight off a thousand wolves... Soul could not help but use this to his advantage if it was true. High moral was indeed useful for battle, which this clan recently has not seen much of.<br/><br/>"Law number one: No wolf may ever betray there leader... if this is done that wolf can be punished to the brink of death..." Soul howled "Law number two: Whenever a wolf of a higher ability and strength confronts you, you must bow your head, then roll to your back for roughly one minute. Show you respect, and you will be safe, don't and you go a day without a meal. Law number three: Steal more prey then what you get during feeding time, and you must lay in the middle of camp for the amounted time of a day, any wolf who sees fit can come and nip you on your ear with as much force to cause bleeding. As Beta, you can claw the hindquarters hard enough to leave a scar, but not hard enough to cause mortal injury. A Beta can also nip the ear like the others. As leader, I can do what I see fit as punishment." Soul called, then howled once more. His song more beautiful and as rousing as the caw of a morning birds tune. "Law number four: Harm any wolf not old enough to be named protector or scavenger, and you will be punishable by death or you will be exiled... Law five: Any wolf not of the clan who invades our territory with any intent other then joining will be driven out, if they are hunting... they deserve no mercy..." Soul growled.<br/><br/>"We all know there is more, but these are the top five laws, and this lone wolf here... has broken the fifth one by hunting for our food!" He stepped his paw down hard on the exhausted and scratched up grey wolf. His blue eyes showing a mix of anxiety and fear, but also rage and confusion. "Now what did I say about the fifth law!?" Soul viciously spat, eyes betraying his intent. Many of the wolves in the pack howled for no mercy, for punishment... and Soul could not help but feel pride for his Pack. He turned his attention to his Beta. "Talon! we will have you grace our strength and show this wolf no mercy... you, my Beta will show how strong we all are!" Soul said, gaze clouding after a moment as he leaned close to the grey wolf. "If this wolf manages to beat you Talon, he will be set free... as is the custom for Law number six: "Any wolf who wants to avoid punishment or death... must battle for it." Soul narrowed his eyes to Talon "So do not fail me... Talon, if you do I may have the mind to make you the one to substitute for this stupid wolves punishment."<br/><br/>Soul stood back on strong paws, and howled, knocking the grey wolf off his giant oak tree root perch to the ground below. The grey wolf got up to his paws, still somehow managing to keep a semblance of strength.