Alaska 🏔

Pack Leader Alaska

Alaska was born in the Howling Winds Pack, his father was the King and his mother the Queen. He was never close with his father due to all of his duties, this made Alaska quite bitter at a young age. His mother was a scout and was gone for long periods of time. During his adolescence Alaska liked to listen to the stories that the elders told, the story that intrigued him the most was the story of the great pack The Gruff Guardians. It was his favourite story and had it told to him many times due to his pleading, he was intrigued by how the guardians just vanished, he didn't believe they were dead. The elders laughed at his concept and told him that it was many years ago when they did perish and there wasn't a possibility that any of the members were still alive. Alaska often sat and grumbled in the cave, he wasn't old enough to go out on his own and nobody believed in him or his ideas. That's when his mother finally returned to the cave, she was very sick and had to be isolated from the other wolves.

When his mother died a week later, Alaska lashed out at his father, "It's your fault she died! You kept telling her to go scouting even as her condition was worsening! Do you even care?!" His father, the great alpha, huffed at Alaska, "I'm doing what I think is best for the pack." Alaska lost control of his anger and launched himself at his father, only to be pinned to the ground and having the alpha's eyes burning with hatred. "Get out of my pack, you are no son of mine." His father ordered the wolves he had come to know to chase him out of the pack.

Out in the wilderness Alaska learned how to survive on his own, it was fairly easy to live this way, to only hunt for one, he didn't need anyone. But that's when he started getting sick. Alaska was barely an adult and his life was going to end with nobody around him. That's when he decided to go along with his childish dream and look for members of the Gruff Guardian lineage. He travelled over to the mountains and discovered the cave where the stream ran through. It was empty. To weak to travel any more, he lay there to die. A distant voice came from the distance, a female wolf it seemed. She nursed Alaska back to health despite his best effort to die in peace. Her name was Falling Soot and she was quite determined to anything she set her mind to.

Alaska asked her how she found the cave, and she paused. "My parents told me that I had come from a great line of wolves, strong as the mountains themselves, they were called the Gruff Guardians?" She itched her ear. "It's been a while, but my mother told me of where the cave was, so I set out to find more members." The female turned towards him, "What about you?"

Alaska grumbled "I'd rather not get into it, but long story short, I was told of stories of the guardians and wanted to see if any of them remained." 

Alaska and Falling Soot spoke throughout the night, they decided to bring back the great pack. If they could get a few more members with a bloodline related to the guardians they could bring the pack back to life. That night Alaska did the ritual to become the pack leader, he intentionally wounded his paw on a rock with a wince and dipped it into the icy stream. It sent a shiver up his spine as he watched his own blood flow through the water. He now had the greats to help him lead the pack back to how it used to be, it filled him with courage.

They had encountered a few wolves who had DNA related to the guardians and sheltered them in the cave, letting them join the pack. A year later Falling Soot's pup was born, they had named the male Pine that Sways, just like how their ancestors had named their own young.