Daemon

Daemon was a peculiar pup. He was more fascinated with oddities than the rest of the pack. He adores strange, twisted bones, sticks in the shape of creatures, and discolored leaves. He was a skilled stalker, catching scents with ease, and once the other hunters took chase, he used his time to find tiny objects to take home. Even if the hunting party came back with nothing, Daemon would have a stick or a stone in his mouth, tail wagging and happy with the trip.
When he was asked to take over the pack, the promise that he could have the freedom to explore the world was more than enough for him. Assassin, the previous leader gave his pendant, an odd stone that Daemon fell on love with, and told him the secret to jumping between dreams when the moon is bluest each year, promising him a collection of a lifetime.
Daemon loves cooked meats and exotic fruits. He adores bright colored wolves and naming stars. He can be possessive and protective of his hoard.
He dislikes boredom, capitalism, and theives.