Nobility

Nobility

**of Note**

“Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.”

—William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra Since the dawn of Garou history, the Silver Fangs have led them in their mission to defend Mother Gaia from those who would hurt Her. There was a time, or so the tribe believes, that the other tribes followed the Fangs willingly, respecting their rightful place as the alpha tribe of the Garou Nation. Few are under the illusion that this is the case any longer.

Too many Fangs have abused their power, led unwisely or surrendered to the Wyrm’s temptations or the lure of madness. Now each Silver Fang has to win the respect of her peers in the other tribes with each swing of her klaive, howl of victory and wise word spoken at a moot. Respect and the right to lead are hard won, but perhaps that is Falcon’s will, hardening his tribe for the trials they will face in the final days before the Apocalypse comes. Falcon’s brother Chapter Four: Nobility Phoenix has spoken, and the day of doom is near at hand. Every Fang must do her best to live up to her ancestors’ names.

Many among the werewolves believe the time of the Silver Fangs has already past and that the madness and corruption that dogs them has already mortally wounded the tribe.

However, there is hope. Queen Tvarivich of House Crescent Moon has won great victories in Russia and is starting to make her presence known in Europe. King Albrecht of House Wyrmfoe wears the Silver Crown and great Falcon has bestowed his blessing on the rough-edged American king more than once. Perhaps the tribe is due a renaissance, if there’s enough time left before the Apocalypse. For the young Silver Fangs, the pressure has never been greater.