While the other pups dreamed of carving their names in the stories of great hunters and warriors, Gosta eyed everything the late pack herbalist did with big, sparkling eyes. Maybe his peculiar interest in plants and insects is also the reason he has always been left out somehow, wandering alone in the woods, keeping quiet in pack meetings, but his sour tongue and cold snares certainly don't make him very likable either. His littermate and brother, Björn, might be the only one whose company Gosta genuinely enjoys.
As a great-grandson to late pack leader Ila and also a carrier of the Mark, Gosta (begrudgingly) fulfilled his duty and was mated to Sylfr, daughter of an outsider Varpu.