LEETHA

Leetha: The Phantom Mother, The Wild Heart Some spirits are woven from the untamed—born of wind and shadow, forever dancing at the edge of the known world. Leetha, is one of those souls. She was the last to be caught, …
Leetha: The Phantom Mother, The Wild Heart Some spirits are woven from the untamed—born of wind and shadow, forever dancing at the edge of the known world. Leetha, is one of those souls. She was the last to be caught, …
There are souls born to roam beneath the endless sky, their stories written in the dust, their hearts beating in rhythm with the wild earth. Yipper is one of them—a spirit forged in the land itself, a creature of wind …
Some souls are born under wandering stars, their paths carved by fate, their stories unfolding in ways no one could have foreseen. Hemlock was one of them—a drifter, abandoned on the roadside, a ghost of the life he once knew. …
Alexa: The Untamed Spirit Some souls are not meant to be held. They are the wind that runs through the trees, the shadow that moves just beyond reach, the whisper of something ancient that cannot be tamed. Alexa is one …
Whispers of the North, Guardians of the South Some souls are born of ice and wind, their stories carried by the whispering breath of the wild. Frost and Jack were such souls—creatures of frostbitten beginnings, shaped by the distant lands …
Whispers of the North, Guardians of the South Some souls are born of ice and wind, their stories carried by the whispering breath of the wild. Jack and Frost were such souls—creatures of frostbitten beginnings, shaped by the distant lands …
There are spirits that drift like the wind, unseen but ever-present, and then there are those like Dan—rooted in the earth, steady as the stones beneath our feet, watching over a land that has known both sorrow and salvation. Dan …
Some souls are bound to a place, their stories written in the earth beneath their feet, their spirits woven into the wind that moves through the trees. Black and Dan are among those souls—watchers of this land, our “Village of …
Some souls are born from the earth itself, their stories woven into the land they walk upon. Genevieve is one of them—a silent guardian, a survivor, a keeper of memories both beautiful and tragic. She was born here, on this …
There are stories that drift on the wind, stories the land itself remembers. This place—this home—has known both life and loss, and within its heart still walk the last two echoes of a pack that once stood strong. Chatty along …