+*Rome*+

Roam, a one-year-old male wolf with a unique dark red base and white merle markings, had a mysterious and anxious demeanor. Born in the vast, cold expanse of the taiga during a rare summer under a new moon, his origins were shrouded in mystery.

From the moment he was born, Roam's life was marked by an overwhelming sense of unease. His mother, a lone wolf, had given birth to him in a secluded den far from any pack. She nurtured him with all the strength she had, but the harsh environment and the constant threat of predators made every day a struggle. Tragically, when Roam was only a few months old, his mother was taken by a sudden illness, leaving him alone in the unforgiving wilderness.

Driven by a mix of instinct and desperation, Roam wandered the taiga, his anxious personality making every rustle of leaves and snap of twigs a potential threat. Despite his fears, he managed to survive, scavenging for food and avoiding larger predators with a mix of luck and cunning.

One fateful night, as the new moon cast its shadow over the taiga, Roam stumbled upon a pack's territory. Exhausted and starving, he hesitated at the edge of their land, unsure of what to do. His anxiety was palpable, but so was his desperation. The pack, sensing his presence, approached cautiously. Instead of driving him away, they saw the vulnerability in his eyes and decided to give him a chance.

Roam's integration into the pack was slow and fraught with challenges. His anxious nature made it difficult for him to trust and bond with others. However, the pack's patience and understanding gradually helped him find his place among them. He learned to rely on his new family, and in return, his keen senses and cautious nature proved valuable in detecting potential threats.

Though Roam's past had left him scarred and anxious, his journey from a lone, frightened pup to a valued member of the pack was a testament to his resilience. His story was one of survival, trust, and the slow, steady path to finding a place where he truly belonged.