Yukon

Yukon is a Traveling Wolf - read the rules HERE

Biography:
Yukon came to Alaasiqak by trade as small little pup. From a very young age the pack's leader could see his potential as a good hunter because of his excellent speed and agility. He would even outsprint some of our best hunters. He's always been competent and confident in his ability yet he's not arrogant. On the contrary he's a very helpful and caring pack mate who loves to tutor the younglings on how to exercise their full speedy and agile potential.

Additions:
Ebony Jewelwing by ◾️◽️Brooke◽️◾️ [7/4]
Background Rocks [Gray] by Lionel [7/14]

Zebra Longwing by LittlePuppy [7/19]

Path of Boulders background and Arctic White by shiba [#19068]

History:
I was thankful to my adoptive pack for raising me up strong, but soon after my first year, I could sense their gentle encouragement to leave. Maybe their stud felt threatened, maybe they were just overcrowded - either way, I wasn't offended, and I was ready to set out on my own anyway. As winter set in, I came across another pack that seemed all too willing to invite me in, though the reason soon became evident - more pups than expected meant their efforts were spread thin, and they were happy for the help in exchange for my stayover through the harsh season. [by Brooke @ 1y3m]

Traveling through a midwinter blizzard in the taiga, I was offered shelter by a squad of hunters. They called themselves Megalovania, and they were all around my age except for the finisher, a grizzled veteran. After the weather cleared, I went hunting with them a few times, but I had never worked with them before and got the sense I was kinda messing up their vibe. It's time to move on again. [by Lionel @ 1y8m]

I came to the deciduous forest and decided to seek relief from the hot sun by wading in the river. Along the way I ran into a pack fishing by the bank. They allowed me to seek refuge from the summer heat in their den. I met a very elderly huntress named Kaliska who sadly passed away a couple days after my arrival. I helped with hunting in order to make the grief easier on the pack, but I feel it's now time to move on. [by LittlePuppy @2y2m]

I found myself stranded in the desert as the seasons changed, a relatively easy autumn was shaping up to be a harsh winter. The weather was changing rapidly, and resources were sparse. I found myself lost amongst the strange territory, and to guide my way came an odd little he-wolf by the name of Coop. He brought me to his pack, offering to let me stay come winter. I took him up on that offer and in return promised the Lead wolf of Apricus, a scarred old she-wolf by the name of Anaba, that I would earn my keep among the hunting parties. She told me tales of the pack's former leader, Trek, and warned of the fierce group called the Outriders. I set off in the opposite direction with her blessing as winter began to blossom into a promising spring.