Devanagari

Devanagari was a pup raised in a quickly dwindling pack that was being ravaged by an unknown curse. He witnessed his mother's best friend change and try to fight that change. Becoming the lead of the pack wasn't a desired role, and his own family seemed interconnected the most with the curse. He wanted so desperately to fight what was afflicting the wolves that raised and loved him. He grew distant, keeping a considerable distance with his packmates, despite this his consideration for them always seemed to shine through. In his mind, him taking over as pack leader was a sacrifice, and he was willing to suffer if it meant no one else he loved would be cursed to his fate. While everyone else had natural lives, and passed peacefully, his fate was to lose himself and be unable to fight it. This inner fight to beat it caused him to be hostile to those outside his pack, considered a brutal force to be reckoned. He let himself vent his frustration with this curse placed on wolves who never deserved it, wolves who tried so hard to be brave only to be broken down. Rather than lay down and accept that his life would be a tragic story in the bloodlines of the pack he searched for who placed such a curse on good wolves. Soon the thought of continuing his bloodline was brought up, most leads were unable to handle the possibility of their children being forced to go through the same things they were. So most found a trusted wolf willing to take on the burden. It's what made the pack different from others, there was no such thing as passing down the pack to heirs, their right written in their genes. Instead it was encouraged a wolf outside of the lead family be brought in. Bloodlines were irrelevant other than how close your families had been as friends. So when his mate Frankie came no one was surprised. She was from a pack far away, it wasn't unusual. She tried to break down Devanagari's walls he tried to put up. He didn't want her to witness his decline. She was young, but not young enough to outlive him. His only companion was his lunar coyote, it was passed down from lead to lead. They were faithful to the pack and had been around since the days of Paramore, they've seen the decline of two pack leaders. They were often just as closed off as Devanagari was, but their shared fate of watching those around them pass and the mental breakdown he would go through brought them together.