I had found applause, and not just any applause - thunderous applause. A sanctuary within this Wolf's Command was a Court. Filled with hundreds of people dressed in animal costumes. I emerged and slithered where nearest into a pack of merriment. Some were bands together, so I found myself idling nearest a man as a Eagle. 

"I'm a Lesser Spotted Eagle. Name's Swift Eagle." Said the man. I, of course, said back "I'm the Brown Spotted Pit Viper. Name's Burg Viper." He told me how there's been a flux of communities rising amongst us animals making themselves societies. If skilled enough a solo animal could be predatory enough to create chaos and confuse Orders into secular idealisms, abating structure. That could terrorize futures into forming a nation with empiric anarchy, and dissolute governments for prosperous practice. 

And some such societies are bettering, currently, to best against what is to come. There's nothing we can do, but survive, but knowing who's who can be all the change to some. His explanation of a Serpent Queendom, hailing themselves as far as secrecy upholds as a "Serpent Society" so happens to be badning serpents in turfs were Orders, or Factions of animals reside where their population of serpents tend to be villains.

It has been nothing but blood shed. No person knows how to cease their actions, how it proceeds with feignment also hinders the animals, and there is no "recruitment", which has been a policy for Factions. There can not be an Order, unless it wants unanimous war; Fore they policize on trust - instead of calling it "secrecy."


In the center of these hundreds of animals sat a White Wolf woman. She looked honed, and deadly, but of a majesty that expressed compassion was a skill not uncouraged, too. She kept busy with her Wolves whilst us, the party, manifested talk.