Bio written by SLIPSHOD ❤
Peril is slightly different than the average canine of his species. While he’s got the looks for it, he isn’t interested in romance or relationships in the slightest. He doesn’t bother with it and believes that it’s a waste of time. That’s not to say that he isn’t courted by others. Many have tried and failed to convince him that they’re worth his time mainly due to the simple fact that they’re too...simple and plain - not in reference to looks, but in reference to the character of an individual instead.
The only being who has managed to grasp an ounce of his attention has been Santasha. She’s different than the others. Power radiates off of her such as rain falls from rainclouds. She wasn’t easy for him to befriend, and the two of them had often spent many nights on opposite sides of the shelter, although, the two had grown a soft spot for each other. Especially when the nights grew cold and they were forced to huddle together for heat and protection. They had grown up with each other, relied on each other, hunted with one another, and survived with one another, so it wasn’t a big surprise when he favored her over the others they had accepted into their small family, Pale Amour.
However, despite his cold exterior, Peril does good work. He’s dedicated and reliable. When he says he’s going to get something done, you best bet it’ll be done and that he’ll fight with every breath in his body to get it finished. He’s dependable and fiercely loyal to his pack, making for a fine comrade to anyone lucky enough to call him so. He has fought and risked his life for it, so he will die for it as well one of these days.
