(Past)
The Peace's side of the war
Shrieks of terror filled the air. Blood gushed from the peaces. 8 year old Raini watched from the top of a tree as all of her family, all of her friends, and all of her fellow peaces, were slashed and killed by the Avils. Climbing out of sight, she cried silently as the sky turned bright, and the haunting screams stopped. As she climbed out of the tree that held her safety, she ran away from the bloody mess that was her clan. She fell to her knees when she reached a circle of trees. The tears poured out. Mom was gone. Dad was gone. Sissy was gone. Grandma was gone. Everyone was gone. And they were not coming back.
At first she blamed her dad for leading their clan into the battle to protect the wolves, but that was short lived. She thought, and she finally pointed her sadness and anger at the werewolves. It was there fault anyway! They were the ones that let her clan protect them, and then cowared out when the Peaces were being ripped to pieces! Raini hated the cruel Avils, and those coward dogs!
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You tear my heart to Peaces...
WerewolfRaini is a Peace maker, Sam is a werewolf. What do these supernaturals have in common? They both survived the war of the Alivs. Sam made it out with his pack, but Raini's the only one left of her clan. She has no choice but to run to the werewolves...
