Thank you Cavendish for my first two apples.(spent)

Thank you Mushroom Addict for my third and fourth apples.(spent)

Thank you Sun Gaze for my fifth apple.(spent)

Thank you Northern Lights for my sixth, and soon to be seventh!

Long ago there was a wolf named Genetta, because her spots made her look like a genet. The wolf hunted, and protected her pack at all costs. She eventually became the best of all fighters in her pack. She brought death to the badgers, and traitorous wolves. They called her Black Death. Black Death wasn't much of a name. It was more of a title. Her son claimed her title, but not her divine health. He suffers under the pressure of the pack, because they expect him to be just like his mother. But then, a prophecy was written. The reincarnation of Black Death would arrive, sooner or later. The best friend of Black Death, Ravenwing would know. Her own reincarnation would know. If Black Death did not return soon enough, legends say she would turn into an angry spirit and haunt her very own pack.