Feyr

Feyr was one of two children of the leader of a relatively large pack, living in the mountains. He was older than his sibling but his younger brother was named heir, leading to Feyr being mostly ignored, whereas his brother was showered with attention.
Feyr didn't mind this though. He kept himself to the background, being more mature than most wolves his age, and helped his brother where he could, seeing it as his duty to make him a brillant leader.
As soon as his brother took the position though, he chased Feyr out of the pack, as he saw him as a threat to his position because of his wisdom and intelligence, as well as competence.
Feyr left without complaint and started travelling alone. Soon he found a new home in the Deciduous Forest, loving how different it was from the cold and windy mountains he was born in.
After settling there it didn't take long for other wolves to join him.


Art: Secret Santa gift by the amazing Corv #69450

Art: Commission of Feyr and his daughter Korva who has been lost to the Void done by the lovely and talented Sterling #86937

Biological Children: Korva, Limma, Asu, Meyn, Poepo, Ilse, Njürgen, Megaloria, Tinnet
Adopted Chlidren: Bail, Sepper, Reyna

Lead Text:
Your paws pad through the soft grass.
As you get closer to a small river, you see... something...in front of you but you can't quite make it out in the darkness of the night.
You keep walking and only when you reach the river, you can see, that it is a white wolf, standing on the other side, looking at you silently.
Curiously you flick your ear and tilt your head but the wolf turns around and vanishes.
Just as you are about to call after her, you hear something in the thicket to your side and whirl around to see a strong, grey wolf heading towards you.
He stops in front of you and sniffs the air.
"Who are you?" he asks.
You flatten your ears and answer him truthfully.
He nods.
"My name is Feyr. I am the Leader of the Fleight pack and this is my territory.
You are welcome to stay for a while, if you stay civil. We always welcome guests and would love to hear the tales you have to tell."
He turns around and starts walking towards the trees, before looking back at you, motioning for you to follow.