Written by, Charles Uriarte (Charrio) Deep in a cave buried within the heart of a mountain that stood since time began, once a giant none could see the top but now worn but still a titan with it’s peak in the clouds. In the darkness only lit by small lamps that lead down the web wrapped walls to the home of the tribe FrostRoar. This night under the Sleeper’s moon, a new cub was born. Born to the lowest ranked family of the clan. The birth was of little notice to the rest of the families and barely by the chief, but this child was rage and savagery in flesh. To be Continued.