Bjorthn
Known as the Ursine to the Panthera and the Brassili to the Gilter, these carnivores have massive crushing claws and towering seven foot tall bodies rife with muscle. As facultative bipeds they can switch between walking as a biped to running at full pelt as a quadruped with ease, making them deadly hunters and skilled warriors. Their fur is regarded as greasy by other folk and is generally thick and longest on the neck where most like to braid the fur under the ears, while most have barky brown or black fur it is common for those who live in the far South to be a pale white.
The Bjorthn have a long history of solitude, a lifestyle that saw much suspicion and rage towards fellow beasts, Bjorthn and any who could be an easy meal. But a figure known as the Zoltzclaw became famous among the people of the South, but when he was felled during a hunt his only apprentice, a woman known as Khol took up his mantle and saw to it that the Bjorthn unite as one. Even after her own passing the people swore not to harm their kin as she taught them 'To spill a brother's blood is to stain his nephew's fur red.'
What became known as The Khololands in her honor was initially a country that held the pride of the Bjorthn high above all else. They sought only to flourish and protect the sanctity of their belief in the three Gods known simply as The Triplets. While they loathed arguments, the hunting of other beast-folk was not a taboo and the Azerin people held a belief that the royal family (decendants of Khol) saw as a mockery of the Ursine scripture. So they began a war that was further escalated by the Azerin, and came to a climax with The Eternal Winter, a one hundered year storm that consumed the Khololands. Many Bjorthn and Azerin fled to other nations such as Meskania, but those who stayed joined together in small fortresses to brave the storm and work as one to fix their mistake.
While the winter was ended by a band of heroes, the Bjorthn that remained were few and after so many years of seperation held beliefs that varied wildly between them. Now their stubborn ambitions shine as personal passions rather than the joint fervour of a nation, and disagreements are solved through maintaining large personal bubbles or holding competitions. Most choose to live at an arms length from their own people as the old cultural traditions are slowly re-introduced.
