No Significant Harassment's Den

Long ago lived a king that ruled over a snow-clad land. He was a kind king, loved by all who met him. All but one; humans. Humans, who chased this noble king and his family from their home to a land smoldering. Many did not survive this new harsh environment.
The noble king in sorrow and rage cursed the ones to drive him from his home. Once a kind king, now turned bitter with rage. Laid waste to this new land he found himself in. Ruling with an iron claw. He passed down stories of his old home for generations to come. In hopes that they would one day manage to take back their home. But they would never see the beauty or softness of snow again.
That is until long after the king's passing, a single cub was born pure white. The pride took this as a sign of hope. The cub was worshipped and praised, raised to take over the pride. Lead by the new king with fur as white as snow. The pride made it their sole desire to bare cubs with similar coats. Those not meeting the standard, meet a gruesome and quick end. And after many years the pride consisted of only the snow-clad coats.
Although a few exceptions have been made to this rule, to allow the pride to grow and remain fed and protect.