This is a third person and at certain times third person story...


The দিন was one not to be forgotten, sunny,cloudless, December day. তিক্ত coldness to most inhabitants of the northern arctic, except for the Increasingly rare species of Black wolves. For decades the inside sociability of Black নেকড়ে and the common White নেকড়ে of the arctic has not been of favor to the Black নেকড়ে existence. The unforgettable দিন would be one that few black নেকড়ে would be able to remember, for there was an onslaught of white নেকড়ে attacking the last known territory of the rarest species on the planet. Four pups were born that day, The last was Sapphire, সেকেন্ড to last was Hunter, পরবর্তি oldest as Crystal, and first born was Shadow. The only surviving members of their families. White নেকড়ে had no mercy but for some reason, some strange reason, they spared these four pups,took them to the edge of the arctic and left them. Luckily a merciful and kind female, lone-wolf took them in and nursed them until ready to take care of themselves, then left them in order to prevent a need of reliability upon one person for life's necessities...