Shadowed Wolfe

Coiled power springing upon the world, he emerged onto the sphere. From the start, he fought with inner dimensions, the clenched thoughts waiting for release. In small thrushes and tiny incursions he made his way known, attempted to demonstrate the power and, when it was shown, it was awesome. As he grew, he drifted from the pack, for he found he did not need them. His talents lay within, he was a lone one, seeking always the shadows, looking forever for his own path, wandering the woods for his own path. The words lead him and they were good. They came more frequently and in abundance. As he neared full strength, his tales were power, and others learned to acknowledge that.