Family Creed

The Pack is Family,

The Pack is Home,

The Pack is Blood,

The Pack is LAW!


Everyone in the Pack knew the creed, they knew the lengths the Alpha would go to enforce it. The plaque hung on the wall, sliced and carved into the chest of some poor soul decades ago. The flesh then torn from his body and hung in the den. The skin now tanned almost leathery to the touch. Every cub learned the creed, recited it over and over until it became Dogma. They were led in front of the Alpha daily to recite it. It was said the last one who disobeyed the creed was still skewered on a spike.


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