After waking up in the woods one day, Fenrir was confused as he loooked around at his empty surroundings.
He didnt remember much, or anything at all. He rememberd the smell of smoke and the singing of birds- or was it their screams? He didn't know.
He got up, his paws tingling and his back aching in pain.
He'd walk around aimlessly until stumbling onto a very strange wolf- Was it a wolf? Or just his brain playing tricks?...
This strange wolf would teach him the ways of this place, and incorage him to start his own pack: and so he did.
He soon met Eli, a wolf he has grown very fond of after everything they've gone through, and now the two lead the scandinavian plague.