Trefor took little care for himself. He preferred to be alone. He doesn't socialize, or show any friendly disposition with anyone around him. He carried his head and tail low. Alone he's lax, sluggish in movement, yet his long legs give him grace. He lets his muscles do the talking, and often his eyes. He is a loner, often lacks grooming, and is terrified of large bodies of water in which he can't stand. He has no relatives that he knows of and has a phobia of large bodies of water in which he can't stand.
He wasn't always alpha of the Wilting Willow pack. Forced to hunt large game alone, or scout when another member was down. Trefor was often bullied and ridiculed by his fellow pack members, keeping the large strong wolf on the lower ranks with low confidence and self-esteem.
Then one harsh winter came, forcing his pack to work with their rivals. From then on he began to see life with new eyes...
