Midnight

Midnight's fur, a striking combination of deep black and soft beige, was a perfect reflection of his complex personality—dark yet light, serious yet playful. Born in the heart of the forest, Midnight grew up with a sharp mind and a deep curiosity for the world around him. As a pup, he was always the one poking around, investigating everything with a mix of fascination and cocky confidence, much to the frustration of the older wolves. His intelligence was undeniable, but his tendency to challenge authority and speak his mind often made him a bit obnoxious.

Despite his brashness, Midnight's natural gift for observation didn't go unnoticed. He quickly developed an interest in the healing arts, spending hours studying the plants and herbs around him. His ability to learn and retain knowledge made him the perfect candidate for the pack's medic, even though his methods often rubbed some of the other wolves the wrong way. Midnight didn't follow tradition strictly—he liked to experiment and push boundaries, sometimes giving advice that raised eyebrows. His confidence could border on arrogance, but it was never unfounded; his wisdom and knowledge often proved him right, even if his delivery was a little grating.

While Midnight's quick wit and sassy attitude weren't always appreciated, no one could deny his worth when it came to keeping the pack healthy. He had a unique way of approaching healing, blending modern knowledge with an open-minded attitude toward ancient remedies. His quick thinking and vast intellect saved his pack more times than they cared to count, though Midnight rarely took full credit for his successes.

Though his sarcasm and tendency to challenge others could make him an acquired taste, Midnight's loyalty and commitment to the pack were unwavering. Beneath the sharp tongue and self-assured exterior was a wolf who cared deeply for his pack, always willing to lend his wisdom when they needed it most. Whether patching up wounds or offering advice (whether it was wanted or not), Midnight's presence was vital, and no one could argue that his intelligence, no matter how obnoxiously delivered, made him a key figure in the pack's survival.