Also since this is a wolf from a different pack, i'll be making a fake ass non-existent wolf back for him lol. From the other wolf decor i got from Ozzy, i'll be putting that as like.. he's being haunted by it? idk.
Writing this for now; His old Pack was nothing of fine. Born and raised from his mother, and raised and trained solely to become a soldier (A wolf who only hunts and fights, never able to produce offspring), he was solely the best of the best, the closest to the leader but the moment he kissed his crush in the herbalist's den, sharing a moment of passion, he was known as a traitor. Before he was kicked out, One wolf stepped up to take him in the pack. (His old pack used to be revolved around the leader, like a.. god or so). He was still traumatized by everything, but he joined.
August 7th. Trudging up to SwampDew, after.. all that had happened with the hunters chasing them out, He quietly pressed his cold wet nose against his shoulder, taking a snort of breath, quietly whining "I know where you've been today." He murmured. Upon seeing his leader hang his head low, the wound on his body still bloody, BlueFire would sigh softly and move to comfort him with head presses and licks.
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Flaming Beads [Head]
Hunter