In the world of wolves, many different clans and colors ruled the forests and mountains. There were the White Wolves, guardians of light and justice; Grey and Silver Wolves, wise and cautious; Blue Wolves, gifted with spiritual and mystical abilities; and Golden Wolves, skilled in courage and leadership. On the darker side, there were the Black, Red, and Dark Grey Wolves — cunning, greedy, and destructive.
With every generation, a prophecy would appear among the White Wolves:
"The Last Blood of the White Wolf shall rise under the full moon, the most powerful of all wolves, destined to lead all tribes and restore balance to a fractured world. He shall be called Lorenzo, a name that carries the crown of courage and victory."
Yet history had shown that many White Wolves had perished in war. Despite their heroism, the darkness of the Black, Red, and Dark Grey Wolves often overcame them.
Amid the chaos, Don Lucien, leader of the White, Blue, Grey, and Golden Wolves, stood as a symbol of hope… though he knew sacrifice would come.
Scene: Before the Battle
Under the midnight light, beneath the massive trees outside the camp, Isadora stood, cradling her three-month pregnant belly, facing Don Lucien.
Isadora (worried, gentle voice):
"Lucien… you must be careful. You know the danger… and the prophecy… the Last Blood of the White Wolf is in our hands."
Don Lucien (gently touching Isadora's belly, gazing deeply):
"My only concern is you two. I will protect everything… and the Last Blood."
Isadora (holding Lucien's hand):
"Even though I am ordinary… you must protect him. Whatever happens, he must live. The new hope of our lineage… is in my womb."
Don Lucien (nodding with determination):
"I promise. I will do everything to protect both of you, the tribe, and the Last Blood… I will never falter."
At that moment, Aliya, Lorenzo's elder sister at five years old, approached.
Aliya (sweetly, speaking to her father):
"Daddy… please be careful. Mom and I will wait for your return."
Don Lucien (embracing his daughter, smiling, voice strong):
"I will return, my child. If not… take care of your mother, our family… and always follow what is right."
Aling Minda (Lorenzo's grandmother, Isadora's mother):
"My child, the battle is extremely dangerous. Be careful, son."
Don Lucien (holding his mother-in-law's shoulder):
"Thank you, Mother, but I must do this to protect everyone."
Isadora (embracing Don Lucien once more):
"Be careful, I love you. Come back to us."
Don Lucien:
"No matter what happens… if it is a boy, may I ask that you name him Lorenzo, as the prophecy foretold?"
Scene: Wolves' War
After the brief exchange of warnings and promises, Don Lucien ventured into the forest. The armies of White, Blue, Grey, and Golden Wolves stood ready, facing the Black, Red, and Dark Grey Wolves. Every movement of the enemy radiated malice; every move of the allied wolves shone with courage and discipline.
But in the midst of battle, the White Wolves were wiped out. The allied forces fell to the overwhelming might of the dark wolves.
Don Lucien fled, wounded, sweaty, and breathing heavily, retreating from the battlefield to carry on the legacy. He made his way to his friend Don Rafael before succumbing entirely.
He knocked on the door, and Don Rafael immediately opened it.
Don Lucien (bent over, struggling for breath):
"You must hide the Last Blood of the White Wolves. Protect and care for my children, Rafael. You are the only one I trust. All our wealth and property… you must take responsibility."
Don Rafael (holding Don Lucien):
"Lucien, fight! I'll take you to the hospital. This cannot happen — do not leave your children! Lucien!"
But Don Lucien had already lost consciousness. He died shortly after, having only managed to deliver his final instructions.
Narrator / Foreshadowing:
Amid the tragedy, in Isadora's womb, a new hope existed — Lorenzo, the Last Blood of the White Wolf, destined to reclaim the light and lead all the tribes: White, Blue, Grey, and Golden alike.