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Post by KARINA xx on Jun 24, 2008 15:58:33 GMT -5
 This story takes long, long ago, in the heavily wooded areas that is now Magn terra.
There were three brothers. Their parents were Siberian Huskies, and they were all very different in that.
Aatos was the first brother. His pelt was of snow and shadow. His blue eyes gleamed with wisdom and knowledge. Aatos was the most intelligent out of the brothers, and he spent his days learning of the town nearby.
Hagar was the second. He was haughty and had fur of copper and white. The wind was in his pawsteps and he idled his time racing across the fields of the farms nearby.
Magn was the youngest, but also the most fierce. His coat was of the darkest black. He has more strength in him than his two brothers combined. Magn spent a lot of time getting into scraps with other dogs.
One day, the three brothers were conversing, when Magn declared, "I am the strongest out of all of us! I could beat you two any day!" Hagar, enraged by this proclaimation, took him on. Aatos tried to break them up, but the two tussled for a while before they broke apart. "If we cannot live as brothers, as equals, then I will leave." He stalked off, leaving the other two. Aatos peered at Magn before declaring, "It is unwise for you to start fights like that." Aatos turned around and left. Magn was left alone, angry at his brothers for being so weak and confused with himself.
Hagar went to the farmlands, and met more dogs like himself. They formed a group of quick-footed hunters. Hagar himself lead them. Aatos went into town, where he wandered, gathering calm, quick-minded dogs, and he led them. Magn found more strong but naive dogs and they fended for themselves in the wilderness.
Years passed, bloodlines intertwined, and the legacy of the Three Brothers lives on in the three packs - Aatos, Hagar, and Magn. There has been peace for many years between them. Can it stay that way, in the wilderness, where the only supervision is their reflections?
Are you ready to enter the despair?
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