Resherim’fur

he was a good friend of zekrom'fur before he died. at least he got to say his goodbyes before distemper took over his old body. his old saggy skin and his bones are now scattered around the clearing of the taiga as given as a sacrifice for their queen.


he was a wise, loyal scout that loved to explore. he lived his dreams in this pack, he'd give everything for this pack even if it came at the cost of his life. he served under hope'star's rule but was only loyal to her because the 2 people her cared about were in the pack, otherwise he would have kicked her ass.

he would go to zekrom'fur for everything along with parrot'fur to teach him about scouting when parrot'fur weened off of his mother. parrot'fur was always curious about what is happening out of camp. before vondria hope'star would command Resherim'fur to scout every biome and would only rest when it was all done.

now he doesn't have to after he came back from one of his biome scouts. he rested for a bit and suddenly it felt a little harder to breathe. when he felt his nose it felt hardened and he instantly knew. "this was the end." he knew distemper had taken effect on his body. he died in zekrom's paws as zekrom was isolated and cured before any further harm could be done.

he now smiles happily watching the 2 he cared about in a different place.