Starlit Pond

Pond joined the pack early on as it was being established, the other wolves weren't sure how capable he would be at hunting, his vibrant fur seemed like it would give him away to any prey he tried to stalk, but after a few failed hunts due to being spotted he started to figure out techniques that worked. He always did better hunting larger prey where it didn't matter if he was seen however.
He helped train the other wolves who joined or were born into the pack with pelts that made hiding more difficult, using different techniques to stay hidden or coating themselves in mud to disguise their colors.

He was fascinated by the stories of the Glacier Pack, he had heard mentions of them since he was a pup due to his bright blue fur, and Cub told him the various versions of the story she had heard.
He fell for a young scout, Brimstone, she was good at making him feel special and appreciated, when she was home from her scouting she would spend almost all her time with him. He talked to her about the Glacier Pack stories, the wolves with auroras in their fur, after which she would always try to come home with something to tell him, asking the travelers she met or the occasional patrol from another pack what they knew or the legends told amongst their pack.

When Brim was pregnant with his pups, he tried his best to convince her to stay at the main hollow with him, to not continue scouting. She refused early on, but he managed to get her to stay once she started clearly showing, he told her he couldn't cope if she went into labor far away from home, the tales of the Glacier Pack rang in his mind.
Their first litter was small, and they only had one pup survive.
Pond loved his son River. Brim still had her wanderlust, so once River was weaned she was back to scouting, spending time with her little family whenever she was home but still needing to spend her time adventuring. So Pond raised him, he told him all about the legends, where his ancestors came from, he talked about Brim and her adventures, he trained Pond once he got old enough, they would play wrestle or he would help him practice hunting techniques.

River was the son of Starlit Pond and Brimstone. After he was weaned, he was mostly raised by his father, Pond loved him deeply and spent almost all of his time with him while he was young.
Brim always came home with wonderful stories, tales of her travels and the legends she heard, River was thrilled whenever she was home, they would stay up late in the hollow to hear her tales.

River was fascinated by the legends, both him and Pond were involved as much as they could be when the events of Coigreach occurred, traveling and gathering what stories they could to help. Storytelling was River's passion, he loved when he could go with his mother on scouting trips and talk to other wolves, to share tales.

Cub chose the name Winding River for him to celebrate his love of stories, the winding tales brought down from wolf to wolf. When he was around two years old he felt wanderlust like his mother had, and a desire to start his own family. Pond wished he would stay, but he understood, he had been a young male before too, so he wished him well and told him he always had a place with them if things didn't work out.

Pond unexpectedly fell sick. Brimstone noticed it before he did, that he was sluggish when they were hunting together. He was sleeping a lot, tired all the time, he tried to wait it out but eventually gave in and went to Fir Cone and Chalcedony to see if they could find out what was wrong with him.
They tried, they couldn't find anything despite very thorough examination.
After a couple weeks of it and no improvement, he was still exhausted and he was growing thinner, they started just trying things. Garlic to fight any potential infections, herb rubs, whatever they could think of.
He had to move into the elders den early, Brimstone insisted on it despite his complaints. She fell pregnant with his pups, they had a son and daughter and so Pond could fill his time looking after them, it gave him the joy that he had been struggling to find while he felt so helpless. He played with little Spring and Oak as much as his body would allow him to.
Once they were weaned, Brim moved into the elders den with him, she cut back on her time out of the hollow so she could just stay with him.