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Who We Are:
It is told by the first Spartan, it was the Great-God who wanted everything that was of the earth to be manifested into flesh. And that flesh was a cub, and he vowed to his creator to be as proud as the tallest mountain that dared to rise against the clouds, unyielding as the grains of dust that make up the sands, and as undying as B'alam herself!
To prove this vow, it is said the cub climbed up into treacherous mountains. It was there that he was to proved himself-Ice lingered to his fur. Frost tore at his claws and hunger gnawed at his stomach; sure to remind him that darkness waited at ever lingered step. Through much trial and tribulations, It was there that he learned to stand as proud as the mountain, it was there he remained unyielding to the cold as it chilled his small body. For it was on the ninth full moon's passing that the cub proved his undying will and he returned to the valley where he was born, having fulfilled his promise.
And Brother's, it was then that the cub grew! Sparta had held up his vow, and the Grand Weaver was left in such reverence he found it fitting for every one in his line and woven in his clan are to are woven in his like.
We are earth incarnate.
We are warriors! It is felt through the earth under our paws;our roar is a messenger on the wind. Purposely and proudly trained, we are masters of our bodies and slaves to our will! It is not only our life style, and our dying breath, It is who we are and it is our profession:
We are Spartans!
It is told by the first Spartan, it was the Great-God who wanted everything that was of the earth to be manifested into flesh. And that flesh was a cub, and he vowed to his creator to be as proud as the tallest mountain that dared to rise against the clouds, unyielding as the grains of dust that make up the sands, and as undying as B'alam herself!
To prove this vow, it is said the cub climbed up into treacherous mountains. It was there that he was to proved himself-Ice lingered to his fur. Frost tore at his claws and hunger gnawed at his stomach; sure to remind him that darkness waited at ever lingered step. Through much trial and tribulations, It was there that he learned to stand as proud as the mountain, it was there he remained unyielding to the cold as it chilled his small body. For it was on the ninth full moon's passing that the cub proved his undying will and he returned to the valley where he was born, having fulfilled his promise.
And Brother's, it was then that the cub grew! Sparta had held up his vow, and the Grand Weaver was left in such reverence he found it fitting for every one in his line and woven in his clan are to are woven in his like.
We are earth incarnate.
We are warriors! It is felt through the earth under our paws;our roar is a messenger on the wind. Purposely and proudly trained, we are masters of our bodies and slaves to our will! It is not only our life style, and our dying breath, It is who we are and it is our profession:
We are Spartans!
