Karia's pov: The name is Karia, I am currently leader of EclipseClan. I am a pure white Arctic she-wolf, also known as a Canis lupus arctos or Arctic wolf. I am the last of my family's blood; not the last wolf in my pack but the last wolf in my family because all my relatives died. It was a sad tale of my family's deaths but enough about me. I wasn't alpha my whole entire life, all four packs were found by four great and noble leaders. 

EclipseClan was first led by a wise leader named Athena; others called her the Wise One. She was a pure Arctic white she-wolf like me. She was actually my great-great-great grand wolf, and every pack loved her but she died from an old age. I always thought about following in her pawsteps and become a wise wolf like her.  We're not the only packs in this forest, there are three others; NightmareClan, MidnightClan and MoonClan. They all describe nighttime, but that's because wolves love the night. They hunt and they howl at the moon at night.

NightmareClan was founded by a brown and white wolf named Adalric. He likes to make friends. He is the friendly one, but Lucifer, the leader of NightmareClan in the present hasn't learned from him very well yet, but I have a feeling he will soon. 

MoonClan was founded by a grey wolf or a timber wolf (Canis lupus) named Hardy. Hardy showed no fear as a leader that nicknamed him the courageous one. Hardy was a hardworking leader and wouldn't give up that easily in a fight. He was a very bold leader, but one day he fought a big Kermode (or black bear.) MoonClan was very upset about this loss, but found a new courageous leader named Luna. She is a grey wolf just like Hardy.

Finally, MidnightClan was founded by a black and brown she-wolf named Amara and she always thought love was much more powerful than any medicine in the forest. Amara was a great healer. She was a strong and noble she-wolf and cared about all her fellow Clanmates, so they've chosen her as their first leader.  She died from being shot by hunters. 

Man are a wolves biggest enemies, and we always have to watch out for them during hunting season. Hunting season is a horrible time for us animals being chased and hunted by mankind. Some of us don't make it out of this season alive, some of us are used as food or fur coats in the winter, atleast that's what we think they do. 

I had 5 littermates, and they all died. The first three that were deceased from this world was my youngest siblings;  Shimmer, Mist and the youngest runt was Bubbles. They all died by deathcough. It was such a huge tragedy for all the clans if one of their clanmates caught deathcough and died from it.  My two oldest littermates was my only brother who was a brown wolf named Dakotah, who died by saving me from a bear and a white she-wolf named Snow who died saving the rest of the pack by hunters. I was the fourth.  Well let's get to this story...