Ryk the Searat, eldest son of, Crimshadow the Searat, and grandson to Shadow the Searat. Ryk's father, Crimshadow was a slave driver in the cove that had been ruled by Lord Dark Mouse. After Crimshadow had been slain in a fierce battle with a corsair wolf, he left Ryk the Searat and his brother, Nightgrowler, alone on a small island where the ship had smashed into the shore after the huge civil war, which had mostly been fought on the open seas. Ryk and Nightgrowler, no more then infants were discovered by young otter named, Wild Rain, even though they were two young rats, that didn't change the sweetness within her heart, so foolishly see brought them back to her otter tribe. After pleading to her chieftain, he let her keep them. After the years that they had been with her, she had gotten more closer to them, and so did the tribe, for Ryk, and Nightgrowler, were hard workers, and great sailors, they never dissipointed anyone who depented on theuir sailing and fighting skills, when sailing through harsh territorie. When Ryk was eighteen and his brother, nightgrowler was 17, Wild Rain, told them of their heritege, but it wasn't a smart move for the now old otter. "Hey brother, what do yer make of all this non sense?" Growled Ryk as he hurled a fishing net aboard his fishing boat. Nightgrowler shook his head, "It ain't right, Ryk, she not telling us about our father or of Dark Mouse's Cove, for all this time" Ryk eyed him as Nightgrowler picked up his fishing knife and tested it's balance, pleased he threw it at the mast of there small boat the dagger dug into the mast, Grunting as he pulled out the knife, Ryk Nodded" Aye, that was what I was thinking, 'bout time we got rid of these otters and break loose the cains of kindness they've layed apon us". and with that last word, the pair sailed back, Nightgrolwer with the knife in his sash and Ryk with a long sword in his paw he had been given to protect themselfs from the other tribes, that didn't trust them, which is a move that Wild Rains tribe should've made year before. Standing on shore the made way to Wild Rains home, grim jawed as they white knuckled their weapons. Barging in the hu! t the sashed at her throat, she hit the ground with a thud, her friendly smile, fading away as death misted her eyes over. Nightgrowler Looked at the limp body and sniffed back a tear, "what have we done!!?" Ryk growled and threw his brother agains the wall, "be quit fool, now get yer stuff together and lets get out of here, before the other otters foind out what we did. Nightgrowler got up and nodded, not wanting to anger his brother anymore in his dangerous state. Quickly they ran towards the river, hurling their supplies on the boat, before they could get in 10 enraged otters came running for them. "Ye 'oorible beats, ye killed the only one who love yer like a mother!!"... Ryk growled and unsheathed his sword. His brother nightgrowler fell to a javilen. Ryk jumped onto the boat and sailed away counting the current to help him make his swift escape, the riverflowed openly to the fast sea. all alone and lost ryk floated across the sea. The boat hit with a thud, Ryyk awaken ju! mped down on the sand of the cove, he would sone make his home and kissed the ground. He didn't know it at the time but it was Dark Mouse's Cove. The island that his fathertried to help keep in order when Lord Dark Mouse had vanished into the sea!