C117 Fordton of the wolf king(part i)

The cold moonlight shrouded the Canine Militant Tribe. The night outside the fortress was destined to not be peaceful. The white dog was wandering in the darkness to protect its master's home. To the people of the dog tribe, the white dog was a part of their family. The poor family would first give the white dog some food.

The white dogs were supported by their masters