"Greetings to the Supreme Alpha."
Lancelot Stormhold looked down at the multitude of wolf souls stepping away from the human bodies inside the cave as the humans breathed their last.
Their varied-coloured fur glimmered in the faint light as one by one, they bowed their heads to him, and he acknowledged them with a slow nod.
A voice rose from among them, heavy with strain. "Why do you separate us from our humans? This is not correct."
The large black wolf blinked as it looked down at the others and spoke calmly, "You are the souls who have walked these lands since the beginning. You have reincarnated again and again, choosing the humans you would forever share existence with. But your fate has been tampered with by those seeking their own selfish desires. Tell me who has done this."
A silence followed his words followed by a loud rumble as the wolves released painful howls, their souls trembling with memory of the torture they had suffered in this reincarnation.
