Runta D'Litta Favored of Hrafn, Daughter of Hammerfist, Fost
As her name implies, Runta was born the smallest in a litter of six. A disappointment to her sire, she was never given a name, only called Runt. She was not expected to survive the first winter, and her siblings tried thier best to make that expectation come true. They failed. In time she was accepted into the wolf pack, but only marginally. She was always kept on the outskirts, the last to eat, the first to be beaten. That all changed the summer of her maturity.
No longer safe under pup status, her sire wasted no time running her out of the pack. She wandered for sometime, existing on worms and beetles when hunting was tight. Snoozing in a clearing, she awoke to find the world different. Things were brighter, taller, sharper scented. She stood to explore and found herself muzzle to beak with a monster. A huge black beast with beady eyes and oily black feathers. It opened it's beak and let out a squawk that she felt down into her bones. She did the only thing she knew would keep her alive. She ran.
Days later she was approached by two strange wolves, and her world changed again. The creature she had run into was the spirit Raven, and it had been asking for her help. Raven had also called out to Gangros the Red Talon, Windstrider the Silent Strider, Shadowcrosser the Child of Gaia, and of course Raven the Black Fury. The five joined together to do many great deeds in Spirit Raven's name and in time founded the Sept of the Red Earth in central Maine
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