the plot.

[KiRSTY]

blackwood, california.

Nestled somewhere in the San Bernardino mountains is the town of Blackwood. It's a large town, but even so there are few who know of it and even fewer who know how to get there. And that's just how Blackwood's residents like it.

You see, the people of Blackwood aren't like normal people. In fact, they're quite beastly. Every full moon there are scores of wolves rustling through the surrounding trees, and the town echoes with their howls.

Easy to see where this is going, yes?
Blackwood is a town of werewolves. Built by werewolves, for werewolves.

At first it was a foolproof idea - start a community up in the mountains, a nice secluded area where our kind can live and prosper without being discovered.
But all good things come to an end.
Humans, meat-people, came trickling into our lives. At first it was only a few, but now a good percentage of the town is non-werewolf.

And it scares us to death.

So now the town is split into two parts - the Eastern side, and the Western. Two very different packs have formed, with very different attitudes about how to deal with the coming of the humans.

The Easterners: a cunning and fiery group, these wolves habitually break tradition - they are even led by an Alpha female instead of a male. They prefer to act with stealth and violence, and their plan is to slowly and carefully wipe out all humans from the entire town. Any new ones who come in shall be dealt with accordingly. This is an incredibly difficult feat however, not to mention risky. Members must be intelligent and clever as all hell to make a name for themselves here.

The Westerners are polar opposites. They don't wish to rid the town of humans; instead they want to assimilate. Governed by strong tradition but also the idea of what's best for their kind, Westerners keep their guard up around humans while simultaneously trying to befriend them. As long as they don't suspect anything, Westerners figure, then there is no danger in that. The pack is highly structured, from the Alpha male and his mate all the way down to the Omega. Everyone knows their place, and for the most part it is a smooth-running pack with a good philosophy.

Even with these differences, there will always be one common goal between werewolves: never let the humans know what you are. Both groups live and die by that notion, as werewolves always have.

Embrace the bloodlust in wolfskin, the intellect in manskin, and you shall thrive.