A pup without a name till Micah found him on the market, being sold for less than a tom turkey carcass. Maw was quickly accepted into the Shadowed Ones, it suited him so, given his past. Micah saw potential in those ghostly eyes, a force within the small pup to lead his pack into a new era.
"I see a fire in you, little one. I hope my expectations aren't too high for you.." Micah hummed as he walked the young male back to their distant camp.
One can only hope the young wolf does not disappoint...