Ashcore

Ashcore was once friends with a little girl. They played together, grew up together, and were inseparable. Her parents were moving to the city and told the girl she cannot keep him as he was a wolf and the guardian of the forest. Back then he was a normal sized wolf but the parents were right. He cannot enter the city of man when he belonged to the forest. 

     "I'll wait for you here. Come back someday. I'll wait until the end of time" The girl understood. She would be back. When she was of age to make her own decisions. She would never forget her nature guardian. 

He waited for ten years. An oath to keep and never to break. A sacred pact. She did return. She was changed but still recognizable. Once she passed back into the forest barrier, the city life in her died as she made one more promise to Ashcore. They would never part again for eternity. 

As the forest accepted her, Ashcore gave up his nature guardian magic and she was reborn a wolf. A glorious white wolf by the name of Mystriel where she rules as the queen of the pack.

Ashcore is getting old now, his mate as well. He has lived a long and prosperous reign. Once he was thought to be ageless because of his magic. But now that it's gone so too is his youth. As his old friends began to die off, Ashcore cared for them until the end. They survived many harsh winter's, plagues, and starvation. Yet he put his pack ahead and never wavered.

Now as he slows down and tires, his pups will live on. He entrusts his heir, Agethern to rule in his stead. May his name never be forgotten. He watches over his pack as his last breath draws closer each day. But he lived a long and prosperous life as the first leader of Silverfell. 

When his mate died, Ashcore did as well although not physically. He retired to his den full of heartbreak. Making Agethern in charge while he awaits his own passing full of grief. Both will be missed.

On his final day he exited his den. And howled. "My final day is upon us. May Agethern rule in my stead for many prosperous moons. May Silverfell get through all it's hardships without corruption. I am going to join Mystriel now. There's nothing left to be said for no speech can describe how grateful I am for each of your existences in this pack. This is my final good-bye." With that said, Ashcore walked out of the camp into the forest he guarded since he was a puppy and was never seen again.