Lupercalia

I look out over my pack.

All the mated wolves are trampling with impatience; this is Storm Forest's biggest event. It was instituted by my great-grandfather Alpha Vladimir. The pack was already strong under his leadership but for strategic reasons that had more to do with keeping the pack safe and our position of power, we had to hold the edge over the others. And for that, warriors and intellectuals were needed. More pups and sending out mated wolves to human universities were the spearhead of his policy.

And it was the right decision.

Storm Forest is not only the largest but also the strongest worldwide. Only the Lycans from the Kingdom in Canada can beat us. Last year alone, an additional one hundred and fifty new pups were born from this festival; if we can double that this year, the pack's growth is stable and hopeful. Wolves are horny creatures, so I trust we will succeed again this year. Jace takes care of the formal announcements and sets out the rules strictly.