Blackriven - Great Norns Can Come In Small Packages (Part 1)
By: Evamaria
Blackriven - the tiny Norn Thief
As the runt of my pack I seek to prove myself in Wolf and Snow Leopard's name. Even though I have a small stature my pack respected me from a young age due to my cunningness and tenacity for that's how I got my name Blackriven. Black like death who creeps in the night and Riven to rive, tear, rip apart to shreds. I tracked my prey watching from the shadows waiting with baited breath for the perfect moment to strike, weakening it, crippling it for my pack to strike the killing blow. I exhibit the stealth of Snow Leopard and the tracking skill of Wolf
Now I am grown, my pack can not teach me much more and I must explore the world for myself. I know I can always return to my pack but I am not ready to go back. I left a runt and will return a legend.
The Spirit of Wolf has recently granted me the honor of transforming to her image upon occasion in battle, it has made me realise although right now I travel solo many times I always have the Spirit of Wolf with me, as I follow prey and Snow Leopard paw guiding me as I stealth through the trees like the whisper of the wind.