[color=green][center][h3]The Shadow striders[/h3][/center][/color]
[center][h2]What happened till now...[/h2][/center]

They were known as Shaou Strimider in their beast tongue but to the soft kin they were called shadow striders. To those that were superstitious they were also known as werewolves. They were a proud clan of wolf kin they were strong and resilience and few could match them in power. The day when everything changed seemed normal at first, hunters were hunting, shamans were tending to the trees, alchemists were brewing new potions. However on that day everything changed as the first bolt of lightning struck. The Alpha known as Aragonaus had been making decisions on what to do about their territory and when to get ready to stock up for winter but when he saw the lightning he knew it couldn't be normal. 

Aragonaus ordered all the shamans to create the sacred tree barrier and in the meantime he took a deep breath and howled loudly knowing that no matter how far the hunters and scouts were they would hear him and understand that it was an order to come back immediately. He ordered all the women, children, and elderly to hunker down in the center of the village as the shamans quickly went to work with the tree barrier. They were able to make it just in time before all hell broke loose. The lightning struck the trees that weaved above them like a tapestry to protect them but no damage was done and if their was any damage the shamans were quicker to fix it before it could harm them. 

This was a trying time for they had no idea what had happened as they were stuck for 8 months with the changes to their world. The earth quaked and the skies were angry and they all knew that this wasn't normal. That only became more evident when a tunnel was found by a lone scout. It seemed to be made of crystals and no lightning was striking it, like it was left unharmed on purpose. ARagonaus had a choice to make to either stay or go take their chances. He talked it over with the betas and the wise elders but of course the final decision was his alone. In the end he decided that it was best to keep his clan safe. He ordered the shamans to create a path to the tunnel and once they did he led the way making sure all the hunters and strong males were guarding the sides and rear of their migration. He kept leading the way even as they went inside. 

They didn't know what they would find but they soon found a refugee camp, he knew it couldn't be an army set to attack them because he could smell it in the air. Their were no hostile intentions and he ordered his brothers not to attack. Instead he told them to set up somewhere safe and to keep their distance until they learned more about what was going on.