In the gods design, fate was not supposed to turn out this way. At least, not for this particular young god. A series of famines and unexplained deaths has had the wolf pack residing at flamelick pass in hysterics, and with the pack on the brink of collapse and turning on the alpha ruling over it, they have come up with a plan that has succeeded. In order to unite the pack and shift the blame from themselves to prevent the annihilation of centuries of generations, what better wolf to blame then the youngest wolf god who has joined the ranks of the Stars only a month ago? It was an ugly sight. The young god was torn from their throne, from the ranks of their brethren who were helpless to stop the hysterical fear and rage boiling over from the large pack, and forcefully dragged down to the packs densite. The alpha ridiculed and denounced their godhood, blamed all of what had been happening on them, before the final blow on their pride was dealt. The alpha had executed them in front of everyone, sending their spirit to the clouds.
But while the pack unified and slowly was able to build back up again, the gods all mourned for the loss of their youngest. The gods have devised a plan to get back on the flamelick pass pack, however. This offense will not be scratched from history, or rewritten as a joyous event. Now a thousand years later, they can finally act. The gods have all gathered together, and bestowed a last blessing on their departed, allowing them another chance and reincarnating their spirit into a new body of the current generation. A chance for renewal, and most of all, revenge. Now the young wolf god has been reincarnated into the body of a wolf pup that nobody wants, all memories and knowledge intact, and they are not happy. Their first order of business? Setting out to find a group of wolves from the multiple packs and loners in the area that will help them take revenge on those who wronged them. After all, there is little they can do in the body of a pup