Heero POV

I was born into privilege, I admit it. Life had changed for most of our kind... We had evolved so to speak, grown wiser than the humans, or, at least wise enough to compete and survive. No one creature knows when our kind branched off from the wolves, but it surely saved us from extinction. The wolves of old time were long gone. We were the hybrids, the future. We looked like a weird symbiosis of human and wolf in our half forms, but could still cloak ourselves as full wolfs in our pure forms. We created packs, to hunt and survive, packs turned into colonies as we civilized. Somewhere along the way we lost the ability to have discerning genders.

At first any one born as a male and female was put to death, labeled as a curse. But as time grew, our kind realized the true potential. A whole species but two could be wiped out, and it wouldn't matter which two survived. It gave us the upper hand in the survival game. Generation after generation was integrated before it became common for wolves to be born as both a male and female. After decades of war with humans we made pacts and learned to live peacefully with them, well, more like, we learned to avoid each other. The wolf hybrids were forced into the uninhabitable areas. The boiling heat of the desert, the chilling cold of the mountain. My pack is a mountain base pack. We live in a large snow filled valley nestled at the base of the Andes Mountains. We were lucky, there chill is not so bad during the winter, even though there is a lot of snow. There is also not too much heat during the summer. Its certainly nothing balmy like the humans have, but considering what other packs have to endure, we are to be envied.

I will start by explaining our packs. There are ranks in every pack, or colony, depending on the size. Our area is only big enough to support a large pack. Any creature born as purely male is considered Alpha potential, but there can only be one Alpha. All other potential Alpha's who do not reach that title, are called Beta's. They are the warriors and the hard workers. Anyone born as both male and female is considered a Gamma. They are considered treasures, despite their lower status. Just because of their great potential, they are the most protected of a pack. They can never be Alpha's just because of their ability to bear children, and that can make them too weak for such a position, but they are given much more range in life. They can be hard workers or village workers, depending on if they are, or are attempting to bare pups. They can be healers, bakers, or even warriors if they are no longer able to give birth. The lowest of the pole is the Delta's. The pure females. They are seen as weak, they can only be village workers, unless born to an Alpha, in which case they are considered much like the siblings of royalty.

At first the packs had constant battles, many Beta's dying in the fight for Alpha. The packs suffered and dwindled... I don't know about other packs but my father was wise and managed to end this. To create my privileged life... He let the Beta's live, having them pledge their allegiance in exchange for their lives. Our villaged thrived as all the Beta's could breed and thus more and more pups were born. In his rein the pack more than doubled in size and strength. He managed to get all the Beta's to agree not to challenge his son, however their pups were allowed to challenge me. I still had the advantage of not being attacked and killed off when I was young. I would be able to survive and grow to my full potential before having to fight for my position as true alpha of the pack. My father expected no less of me, and many of the pack had even agreed not to contend for alpha, knowing they could not live up to my father's record. As a young pup it appeared my competition for leadership was slim to none... oh yes... I was privileged compared to most.

I was raised for greatness, given the best of the foods and stocks to make me strong and tutored by the best of the best, my father. I was rarely allowed to play or explore. But when I did,I was a wild creature... It was this innate trait to be wild and free that lead me to the biggest adventure of my life...

The guards had been given permission to take me to forest at the base of the mountains. The trees were sparse and the snow, thick. I was but a small pup and it made it up to my chest, I had to jump just to move around. My black silver fur was stark against the snow. I was informed that as I grew older my coat color would change, but for now I looked like an inkblot on paper. I had been splashing around the snow for a half a turn of the hour glass before the guards grew tired of babysitting. They called to me to return, and as an obedient child I began to follow, until the most pitiful sound reached my ears.

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yep, its short but it's something. This is much more fantasy geared than my last so its WAY AU. This is just a small prologue