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Daverana Enterprises has currently returned to ebook the seven volumes of my Lycan Blood series that were originally published in 06 and 07 by Renebooks.

The lycans were once the wolves of the British Isles. While it is generally believed that all the wolves were killed off, in reality their moon goddess turned the wolves into men so that they could hide among the humans who were hunting them to extinction. When even that proved not enough to protect them, the goddess Tala, took her wolves -- who were now calling themselves lycans -- to a distant world through the Gates Arcane. Their culture is still largely illiterate and most knowledge and history is communicated through teaching poems.

THE FIRST MOTHERS

We howled to the moon one winter's night
And she howled back to give us might
From all the packs gathered 'neath her light
She chose among us one single wight

Tala took that male to her silvery home
She told the packs to hide, not roam
From that mating, Navaryn came
To make us men in more than name

Navaryn, first mother to us all
By her blood our shapes are tall
Pandeena, second mother to us all
When they howl, heed their call

They gave us laws, the ways, and speech
They changed all things within our reach
The ways of culture we were taught
To bring us from old Skawtsslund fraught

By dangers vile and dangers fell
So goes the ancient, ancient tale
Navaryn, first mother to us all
By her blood, our shapes are tall

The woodland god, at their pleading,
Opened a Gate Arcane to end our bleeding
On the strands of Skawtsslund fraught
With the dangers mankind brought

Pandeena, second mother to us all
When she howls heed well her call
We passed between the pillars tall
To these new lands beyond man's pall

We settled here and built our lives
Where lycan kind can grow and thrive
In a new world of hope and promise
Beyond the reach of murdering Thomas.