You pad through the meadows, the wind rippling through your fur as the flowers brush against your ankles. The sunlight warms your fur, making you smile. It was peaceful, but that thought was lost as you spotted a spotted young wolf lunge at a young doe, his eyes glinting with hunger as he grappled onto the prey. The doe crying out in alarm as it tried to kick back the young wolf, but to no avail. Within moments, the doe was now a lying carcass, the spotted wolf pressing his jaws against it’s neck as blood spilled across the grass. You shudder and look way, not bothering to see anymore of the sight. It seemed as if the local wolf had spotted you and started barking and padding towards you, the carcass dragging against the grass, kicking up dirt. As soon as he was close enough, the wolf smirked, “Did you see that, traveler? I was amazing, wasn’t I? I’m such a perfect match for a hunter! I bet all the older hunters look up to me.” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his arrogance, glancing once or twice at the torn prey. You ask if he was with anybody, he shook his head. “Me?! Nah! I maybe new to being a hunter, but that doesn’t mean I can’t take care of myself! Besides, I needed to stretch my legs. Being the breeding male in this pack is no easy work. I find it rather annoying, but it’s nice to know that the she-wolves here can’t resist me.” He grinned, picking up the doe carcass, “Welp, see you later, stranger!” You watch him stomp over the flowers, his head held high as he padded towards camp. Somehow, you feel a sense of dread. That wolf was.. something.
Sorrel is.. something, a rambunctious and aggressive wolf who has an ambition for battle. Older wolves aren’t sure why he has such a taste for battle, but this has grown him into an incredible fighter. Sorrel is one of the newer hunters, and tends to bring an ass whenever on patrol. He’s quite a handful, reported by Glace, but it’s been proven countless times that Sorrel makes an excellent warrior. Though, because of this skill, this has developed him into becoming an arrogant jerk, if mocking and bullying the other hunters weren’t enough already. He likes jumping into thick of battle, and doesn’t mind being the center of attention. He tends to spend a lot of time with the two newly made adolescents, Nile and Pablo. Either way, many wolves think he’s a handful and are tired of him being a general asshole.