The Hunting Grounds in and around Fairbanks have been controlled by the Pure Tribes since the great flood of the 1960s.  Until recently the only Forsaken presence was the Blackfeather Creed, a hodgepodge pack of survivors led by an inscrutable Storm Lord, Old Joe, who had claimed territory around the outlying community of Fox. 

Over the past several years a steady stream of young  werewolves have began showing up in the area, looking to make names for themselves and carve out new territories.  Often, these young turks were either driven off by the formidable Pure Tribe presence or eventually absorbed into the Blackfeather Creed.  This all changed when the Pure outright attacked and burnt down the Howling Dog, a watering hole in Fox that Old Joe had designated as a Tur.

During this time of tumult a powerful spirit, Zaf'iel - Herald of the Storms, loosed the bindings that had been put on it 50 years earlier and began warping and twisting the local shadow realm to his own design.  The Forsaken, disorganized and weakened, had to regroup to confront the dual threats of Zaf'iel and the aggressions of the Pure Tribes. A Storm Lord Rahu, Ezekiel, challenged Old Joe for leadership of the Blackfeather Creed and won.  He quickly coordinated with the newly formed Yellow Eyes pack and began to root out the Pure's influence, eventually eradicating the Ivory Claw pack that had claimed most of Western Fairbanks.  Zaf'iel meddled in these battles, culling the badly wounded on both sides.

The show of force against Ivory Claws was enough for the remaining Fire Touched to break off their hostilities.  This allowed the Forsaken to focus their attention on Zaf'iel whose transgressions against them had not been forgotten.  The Great Hunt was invoked, and Z'afiel was presumed destroyed... An assumption that became deadly now the Rank 5 spirit has returned as an Incarnae after feasting on the chaos that occured worldwide on June 8th, 2009.

However, while Z'afiel re-gathered power over the Pacific Ocean the vacuum left behind a war between two powerful raven courts who managed to drag the local Uratha into their struggle. Knowing of The Sun-Stealer's deal in the past with Old Joe, the new Forsaken sided with the trickster spirit to defeat Rot-Beak of the choir of death. Sun-Stealer has ascended to the Obsidian Throne, owing many of the Uratha favors... But being owed a favor by a trickster spirit is a double-edged sword. And as the Uratha prepare to battle Z'afiel once again, unknown variables lay in wait. For as usual, the wrathful Forsaken have been too busy fighting one another and the Pure to notice the more sublte and clever shadows laying their traps all around...