No one's really sure where he came from, having wandered the lands for long enough sometimes even he isn't quite sure his past wasn't a fever dream. Heat having gotten to him before finding himself stumbling after a dark bird, the only living thing he had seen in months. After days of wandering the harsh deserted lands, his only solace being the dark flutter of feathers in the sky ahead of him, he was joined by a dark she-wolf who guided him further, teaching him the ways of the land. She didn't stay for long however and after she had nursed the dehydrated and malnourished wolf back to health she lead them to the forests beyond her lands and they parted ways. Along the way he gathered visions of his past and is still slowly remembering as he nests with the small group of wolves that slowly began to gather and wander with him. During this time one in particular grew closer than the others, a larger stronger male that unexplainably fell behind and supported Raven Sky through the others doubts. Buckboon seemed to understand, strong and kind, and in many ways that the others never came close to, he was comforting... someone he could depend on.. It was strange and unusual...but he couldn't help but let his guard down around him.. closer and closer they grew until finally it became common place for one or the other to nuzzle close or sweep a loving lick over the others fur.. a love bloomed with little no words almost as if it had always been. Now they both rule over their growing out of sorts family, giving solace to less fortunate wandering wolves and bringing a new life to those who choose to stay within their forest.
