Millennia ago God created a race of people so fierce even their women were feared in battle. These people were warlike in every way, refusing to submit to the rule of any but their own...no matter how large the forces sent to subdue them. Their enemies said they fought like animals. Their vanquished foe said nothing, for they were dead.
Their animal like affinity for fighting and conquest came from a part of their nature their fully human counterparts did not enjoy. For these fierce people were shape changers and the bluish tattoos on their skin were markings given as a right of passage. When their first change took place, they were marked with the kind of animal they could change into. Some had control of that change. Some did not. And while the majority were wolves, there were large hunting cats and birds of prey as well.
The one thing they all shared in common was that they did not reproduce as quickly or prolifically as their fully human brothers and sisters. Although they were a fearsome race and their cunning was enhanced by an understanding of nature most humans do not possess, they were not foolhardy and were not ruled by their animal natures.One warrior could kill a hundred of his foe, but should she or he die before having offspring, the death would lead to an inevitable shrinking of the clan. Some Pictish clans and those recognized by other names in other parts of the world had already died out rather than submit to the inferior, but multitudinous humans around them.
Most of the shape changers of the Scots Highlands were too smart to face the end of their race rather
than blend. They saw the way of the future. In the 9th century A.D., Keneth MacAlpin ascended to the
Scottish throne. Of Chrechte descent through his mother, nevertheless, his human nature had
dominated. He was not capable of "the change", but that did not stop him from laying claim to the
Despite this distrust but bitterly aware of the cost of MacAlpin's betrayal, the Chrechte realized that they
could die out fighting an ever increasing and encroaching race of humanity, or they could join the Celtic
As far as the rest of the world knew, though much existed to attest to their former existence, what had
been considered the Pictish people were no more.
Stories of other shifter races were told around the campfire, or to the little ones before bed, but as the wolves had not seen a shifter except their own in generations, they began to believe the other races only a myth.
© 2010 Lucy Monroe