The city has always been run in immaculate organization, perfectly. Elder after elder, this city has been made into the way it is today. Unlike the outsiders, my people never took to love and affection as you do. If two people were compatible, then they would take to pairings, and then, the pups would be born. The parents would not even see their children, but only move onto the next litter. The parents, may have been deeply in love, but the public showing of this said emotion, was forbidden.

My first sight, were the bright lights that light our city. Yes, we are born with complete sight, and this is part of our breed. Characteristics include; Enhanced night vision, long claws for digging, sculpting and excavating, and every pup, is born with its own place. For example, some will become, elders, some warriors, healers, sculptors, and all of this, is decided by the Amandil, the head priest. He has the power, to decide the fate of any pup, and that, is where my life began.
My mother, was a very attractive lupine, or so I'm told. A coat as bright as the morning star, and with her beauty, she weakened the hearts of many men. My mother, was also, the heir to the throne, and betrothed to the next Amandil. But, my mother swore her heart to another, to the son of a sculptor. Words cannot express, how deeply in love they were, and though I did not witness their feelings first hand, I know this is true. Through each other, I was born. The Amandil was outraged, and furious, and when I came to his presence, curled in a blanket, he knew almost immediately, whose child I was. So, you see, I am the first born son of Evenilli, and Mythlock, and heir to the throne. Through the own selfish deed of the Amandil, I was placed at the most lowly of places. I was, a 'digger,' the misshapen or lowly pups, who are sent to dig further and deeper into the ground.

I went through my life, believing my parents to be 'diggers' who had eloped to the 'upstairs.' The above ground, was forbidden, and no one in over one hundred and fifteen years had left our catacombs. Stories, and legends of monsters, were widely spread, and no one dare step foot into the light.
I never suspected, that in the month of celebration, on the day of the Evening Star, that my future, would drastically change so. The music and dancing, had taken place at the palace, and whilst they danced the night away in honor of the queen, we 'diggers' worked away at the dirt, each pawful of dirt, as meaningless as the last. Within moments, a bright light began to peak its way into our city. The old fools, elders, had not calculated our digging precisely, and we hit the core. All I can quite remember, is the ground shaking, and everyone panicking. No one would go above ground, they all were too afraid, and the elders had forbidden it, and the punishment was far worse then one could imagine. With this, I saw my chance, to find my parents, escape this dungeon, and have the life, I had always dreamed of. I ran up the long corridors, one after the other, the screams of those below riddled the long halls, chasing me, haunting me. As I reached the stone door that stood looming before me, I didn't waver, nor think twice. I pulled a lever, and chain of cranks and cogs moved the door open. I sprung into the blinding light, and shut the door closed.

Awakening dazed, I sat under the stars above, something I had only heard tales of. They were spectacular, and this reminded me, my parents. So, I took to the road, but the heat and smells that enraptured me, were like none other. It had been almost a fortnight, and the road still lay ahead of me, when I came upon a small cottage in the woods. I approached it from afar, the chimney smoking, a fire crackling inside, so I did what anyone in my place would do, I knocked on the door. It was opened by a tall elderly man, with a staff, his wiry beard hanging nearly to his feet. He smiled softly at me, examining me carefully. "Your far from home little one," he said gently to me. I was confused, I thought no soul above ground, had ever heard of us 'bottom dwellers.' The man, explained this all to me, how he was one of the few, who had ventured out to find us, how he had dined with the queen, and king. Hearing his glorious tale, I began to long for the catacombs below, and before I set back to the road, he stopped me. "No son of Evenilli will leave without a proper meal," I looked at him quizzically, my eyes sparkling with wonder. "Yes my son. Those eyes, her eyes, your eyes," he said, smiling softly. "You did not know, did you. My son, you have been looking for your mother, when all these years, she's been right under your nose."

Hearing the news of my mother, had sent me in a whirlwind of questions. So, he told me everything, and packed me with food, and I immediately, set out to go home. I made great time, and reached the doors quickly, within a week or so.
As the doors opened, a stench of stale proportions rushed towards me, I shivered, and entered the long dark halls. I made my way down the spiraling stairs, through the tunnels and over bridges, until I came upon the city. Crying out with pain and grief, I collapsed onto the ground, tears soaking my coat. The city was destroyed, the pillars and building burned and crumbled. Bodies, lay everywhere, and among them, I saw many friends, but the one I remember the best, was my mother. As I came upon her in the castle, slumped upon the throne, I soon realized, that she did look like me, that she was my mother, and that all this time, I was lied and cheated off. So, now I am destined to a life of solitude, the last of the underground lupes, and king of the now Lost City….