Starchaser

Starchaser was led to the trading center not long after he reached a year of age. He hadn't had that name at the time, he was only known as "For Sale". His state of being. His purpose, or lack thereof. The wolf hated being there. He was always the adventurous type, liked to explore his pack's territory whenever he could, even if it had meant getting in trouble with the leader. However, with his current circumstance came isolation, and being forced to stay in a certain area under strict watch of the wolves in charge.

Many wolves came by, had a look at him, and decided he was not to their taste. Perhaps it was the price he was listed at, or maybe he just wasn't the right color or nature. Wolves seemed to be either scared away from offering by his price, or looking for a wolf that wouldn't weigh so heavily on their assets. Neglected by his leader, he grew thin and unhappy. Then one day, a she-wolf with a coat black as night, a back coated in soft silver, and a white half-mask on her face, came along, two young puppies in tow, as she had wanted to give their pup sitter a break for once. Her name was Shadepelt.

Shadepelt was very friendly with him. She started the encounter with a lick to his nose, rather than a nod to the one monitoring his sale like the others. Then she looked at his price, and instead of being deterred, scraped together most of her silver cones(210 of them, to be specific) and handed over a healing salve with them. His former leader accepted the offer. He was let out of his area and went home with her that very day. 

From there, he was fed, groomed, and played with to his heart's content. He even started to get along with the herbalist, who bore the rather befitting name of Pinecone. As fate would have it, he was named a scout, and now he can explore the territory to his heart's content- and he won't even get in trouble with his leader this time if he goes a bit farther out!