Liebe was a wolf who always seemed to get his way, with a pretty face to motivate others into adoration and giving him exactly what he asked for, what more could one ask for? Though living primarily alone for a long while, apart from the idle fondness of others that came and passed, his eyes soon settled on another who passed. With a beauty to nearly surpass his own, Liebe was immediately hooked.
Of course, he followed without a second thought. Noting how the wolf collected a variety of plants and herbs, he figured he could be of use if he aided in collection. With a steadfast approach, paired with an attempt to lay down charm, it seemed to be mostly disregarded with a disgruntled look and indifference. Perhaps that is why he pursued, how could he, of all wolves be treated in such a way? It was intriguing, and infuriating.
He could only follow, before coming across the pack that this being called home. None caught his eye like the herbalist did, and as such, he disregarded them. Only enough to request to join their ranks, and by the end of it? He got stuck with a scouting role. Though unhappy, he used the leverage of being in the same pack as the herbalist to press further. From others amongst it, he came to find the wolf being named Staub. Though he found no interest in the other wolves of the group, due to his beauty, it was soon his selection of breeding male came into play. He was indifferent, and continued to use it to his advantage to bother the herbalist.