In the beginning there were GAIA, she who is mother of all. Of the first ones of GAIA there was the Phoenix, he alone, the first and the last. He withnessed the birth of Luna in GAIA, watched her gorw. He basked in her power and in her power and in the cracks of the earth he saw there come life.

Of the Great Ones, the Celestines, there were Wyld, ever-changing Changer. Weaver, ever-weaving Maker and the Wyrm, ever-consuming Balancer. Then the Weaver grew mad and hunted for Wyld, cought Wyrm in her cocoon though Wyld escaped. In imbalance, Wyrm was corrupted became Corruption. It grew hungry for creation and open its fangs to consume all of GAIA.

The Wyrm rose over the earth, the Phoenix felt the cold chill of its shadow. And, as in Winter, he slept. He was rudely awakened by Luna shining like her borther in the sky.
"Come," said Luna. "Bring a gift. New ones of GAIA are born." he went to the place were Luna shone on her sister's creation. And he saw apes who wer like wolves and wolves who were like apes, and so he knew that nothing would ever be the same again.

Grandfather Wolf lead the Garou cubs into the forrest and left them there for three moons. Alone they whined and fought among themselves but when the Wyrm's minions struck they were of one mind, a PACK, the FIRST PACK, and slew the Wyrm's creatures.