Greetings, Shifter and Kinfolk alike. I have taken the opportunities given to me by the wonderful internet to make the following things available to all shifters from anywhere.
My name is Puppetmaster. I am a young second rank Get, a forseti (philodox for those not of Fenris' brood) and wolf-dog. Notice I do not claim to be a full wolf. More on that later.
At meetings at various Caerns and safehavens, I often heard elders and such speak many wise things. I felt badly because not everyone can hear them, and know their wisdom. This is why I have taken it upon myself to post the words of these elders onto this page, so that they may be heard by all and forgotten by none.
The Life of a Lupus Get This particular transcription, in the words of the Homids, hit close to home for me. My mother was the chosen speaker, and it was said before an audience of eight rankless pups of the Glass Walker, Fianna, Bone Gnawer, Get of Fenris, and Silver Fang tribes.
Things that will be posted here soon:
The speakings of L. C. Ice~Howler, a respected Wendigo elder.
© Justice, 2000
