Mace

Mace was alone for majority of his life, he came from a pack of the most vicious wolves there are. As a pup his mother took him and ran, he didn't need to see the bloodshed within the pack he was born into.

By 10 months old he was helping his mom hunt, he was learning everything she knew. Fighting, hunting, territory patrolling, and very little herbalist stuff. By the time he reached a year old he watched his mother take on a 3 member wolf patrol...

His world came crashing down, all he had as family gone. Mace took off, listening to his mother to run and not to look back.

The young wolf made sure not to stop running until his legs gave out. He walked for a long time, running at any sign of patrols- that was until he met Haven, she and Mace ran into each other. Mace was about to run but Haven was quick to submit to him.

The following days, Mace would do all the necessities things to survive, hunt, rest, and move on. Haven would trail behind him, keeping her distance but assisting him in everything he did. A few weeks passed, Mace would leave half of whatever he- they caught for her.

It wasn't long before they actually joined each other in there own time. Haven suggested they find a home after a month or so of roaming. Mace was hesitant but he knew it wasn't the most normal thing for them to just roam between the land.

He became a very trusting guy, learning that if other wolves trust him he wouldn't need to be aggressive. Haven opened up his world, the pack grew and also lost wolves. Mace didn't care if others stayed long term or just a few days. As long as they wouldn't cause any fights he just wanted a safe home for him and haven- and any young pups along the way.