∞╔ᴄᴀʀ ʀᴀᴅɪᴏ┊ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴏʟᴀʀɪꜱ╗∞

Instructions

╔═════════════════╗ ❝ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱɪᴛ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ❞ ╚═════════════════╝ Rampage slowly awoke, his small paws reaching forward, oh? he felt something, something fluffy and warm, the thing squeaked at his touch and he automatically knew they were related in some way. He also heard voices, voices above, some masculine and some more feminine, he didn't quiet understand what they were saying but they sounded... upset, he didn't know why they were upset but he wondered, did he do something wrong? Though it didn't make much sense since he was just born... he felt something different though, not the thing beside him but the other thing- it was bigger than him, oh! he knew! that was his mom! But- something was off about her, she seemed still, and cold- a bit too still and cold... A few moons have passed since then, he could now walk, and talk! Rampage had many, many friends, everyone adored him, his brother adored him, he enjoyed this attention, a little too much... he began to ignore his sister, Memory, the two seemed to be inseparable at first, but now they only grew more distant, while him and Dragon grew closer. Memory obviously disliked this, bitterness grew within her as the thought of her being forgotten began to hurt, as she walked through the warm woodland she ran into someone, someone who looked a lot like her, yet he was large and had a short stubby tail... He introduced himself as Thorn, and he was apparently her grandfather, she heard stories about Thorn, many... and he was the villain in almost every one. He offered something to her, something she would soon regret accepting, all he asked was for her was to help bring the fall of Solaris, and in return, he'd paint her as the hero, everyone would adore her, she'd get as much attention as Ram got, though out of a bitter jealousy of the brother she used to love, she accepted... and began to recruit wolves who didn't agree with the ways of Solaris, and her and Thorn plotted behind the scenes. While Rampage was spending time with his pack, busy being the most favorite wolf, he had forgotten about Memory completely, who was now known as a forsaken, one of the lowest ranks, which caused her to be mistreated even more... and then the day came, the first storm on the day of the spring equinox, she began the Sun's Revolution, and as the clock struck twelve she killed Koda, the alpha of Solaris, Dragon's mate... Dragon awoke and widened his eyes at the sight of his sister and dead mate, and that was the second everything began, more and more wolves became involved as Dragon and Memory fought, soon enough Rampage himself got dragged into the crossfire, things were looking good on his and Dragon's side, but as a flash of lightning shot though the air, striking the old oak in the center of camp, setting it ablaze, that's when everything went down-hill, Memory took that moment to her advantage as Dragon was distracted by the rising flames of orange and gold, she killed him, Rampage looked over at the last second, watching his life flash before his eyes and all hope fade. Dragon was gone, his idol, his hero, his brother... the fire spread in just the blink of an eye, at this point everyone was no longer fighting, but trying to flee, desperate mothers ran toward their pups, trying to get to them before the flames did, many wolves had already been caught ablaze and the roots of the great oak gave up, the tree slowly began to fall, crushing at least five wolves the moment it crashed into the scorched ground. The screams and cries of desperate wolves and young pups filled the air, some wolves sobbed as they tripped over falling debris, desperate as they tried to avoid being engulfed within the flames, he looked around trying to spot Moth- or- or Chrysalis- or anyone he cared for, but he wasn't able to see either of them, as he finally snapped into reality he found his legs carrying him toward the exit, jumping and ducking underneath and over falling branches, holding his breath as he tried not to inhale the smoke that clouded into the air, he looked back one more time toward the wolves who were still trapped within the flaming storm, he looked forward once more, his vision blurred with salty tears, slowing to a stop as he slowly exited the ever growing wildfire, seeing a hovering thing in the sky as helicopter blades whirred in the air, it was all gone now, now he had to hold the thought, the burden of being the final survivor of this event, which he knew would stay with him for moons to come... hours, days, and weeks of walking past, the fire had been put out long ago yet he was still wandering the world with no place to call home, he had grown tired and starved, too weak to hunt anything, and his wounds had grown infected from the old dried blood that stained his fur, a few more days past as he found himself in a misty woodland, with a nearby waterfall, a pond and fish- food... it was very lush in this area, but he was far to weak to continue on, he collapsed to (Cont)