Casper is not cruel, nor snarky, nor loud. He leaves grooves in the mud, dragging his paws as he treks the rain sworn path of life. He sees the world through lethargic, hooded eyes; radiant orange orbs, dazzling as an old wash cloth. Cynical philosophy’s leak from his jaws, polluting the air and smothering the morale of all those green enough to breathe it in. Casper is a beacon of grey, yet he leads despite his lack of glittering charisma as he is the only one with his paws deep enough in the mud to make decisions. The immortal subjects of his prophecies, disappointments, pains, and dangers, Casper fails to fear.
His pack worries about him, but Casper has no mind to lead his fellows into suicide. If he makes a choice that brushes pelts with death, Six String is there to stop him. Six String was the first to join Casper, and if either of them were more regular they'd be mates. Casper however knows any mate he could have he would only disappoint and depress, and therefore has settled into a comfortable platonic relationship with her. Six String is, in his opinion, the most intelligent wolf in StingWood, but it may be less a compliment to her and more a statement of his success at converting her to a down to earth life of occasional melancholia. While he prefers to make most of the decisions, Casper will always bend an ear to Six Strings concerns. He simply may not always heed them.