Midas when born was hailed as pure beauty. Stark black with the clearest blues on him, they considered calling him Temper, but their pack leader had strutted up, took one look, and called him Midas. He would be the new packleader once he grew older. Or well, that was the plan. One day, when hunting with his family, Midas saw a rabbit. Wanting to help his littermates, he chased after it, going farther and farther. By the time he caught it, he was lost. Young and scared, he slowly became more unfriendly as he learned to fend for himself. He learned to hunt at night; blending into blurs and afterimages. He was hunting on one such night, stalking slow and low, uncaring and firm. As he trotted, he spotted a flame bathed in the moonlight. And he watched entranced as that flame turned towards him, hot coal embers for eyes staring at his soul...
Midas' Pups
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Fiery and blazing, Midas' temper for pups is low. Despite that, Tambi might make him change his mind...