Your village wad a thriving one full of water and resources, which commonly was a hot spot for traders and merchant's. However a mythical creatures scarred the land, a Lyconthopic creatures by the name of Silver, and her large wolf pet Midnight. Together they were dangerous as well as deadly.

You were maybe 9 months old when all of it happened, Silver was in the process of destroying the village, watching it burn for her own pleasure. However she never made a face, often of disgust, never triumph.

It was Midnight, the rather large wolf, who found you in the dirt curled in a small blanket in a dead women's arms. He looked down and whined.

Midnight the wolf: "Master Silver."

Silver approach, her body somewhat covered in blood.

Silver: "Hmm.. seems you've found a runt.."

Silver picked you up surprisingly gently, and tilted her head.

Silver: "Soft.. and it reeks of kindness.. what a strange creature. Midnight you may eat it."

Midnight the wolf: "No! It could help us, please, let it be something you finally care about, it could call you mother, and follow your commands. Please.. something so little doesn't deserve a fate as death."

years later

Present day, Silver was considered your mother, and Midnight moreas a house pet. Silver finally settled into taking care of you, however lacking some of the naturing techniques but she tried.

That morning you were resting when Midnight poked his rather large wolf head in.

Midnight the wolf: "Good morning, Master Silver has made breakfast."