The story of Ryan's mother

Ryan's mother was just a teenager back then.

Her pack lived towards the northern borders.

Even though they didn't have a luxurious life, they weren't lacking in anything.

They drank from the mountain streams, ate from the trees, played and trained around the woods. In short, life seemed quite good.

However, they were a very small tribe. They were easily outnumbered one fine day , when the sun was still shinning bright in the sun.

They tried to resist, but were over powered very very quickly.

The males were immediately butchered and discarded, their heads rolling all over the ground.

The children were taken away to be raised as captives and later on serve the winning pack .

The hungry wolves, pounced on the women, who were left behind. They pleasured themselves with them. Toyed around and abused a few as well.

They took with them the ones they fancied, to exploit them further. The rest of them, who were either old, crippled or ugly, were let, immediately ablaze.

Ryan's mother