Brutus was born into a pack of wolves that roamed the vast wilderness of Canada. He was the largest pup in the litter, with thick, powerful muscles and a fierce, unyielding temperament. Even as a young pup, Brutus was known for his combative nature, always ready to take on any challenger who dared to cross his path.
As he grew older, Brutus became more and more aggressive, often picking fights with other wolves in the pack for no reason. He seemed to take pleasure in violence and bloodshed, and his packmates quickly learned to stay out of his way. But Brutus eventually grew bored of his pack as he couldn't find a good friend or reason to stay and simply left without saying a word.
As he roamed the forests, killing prey as he went, he came across a wolf just walking around and decided to go fight the wolf for being in his territory. As he walked over to the wolf, the other wolf looked at Brutus and huffed a greeting. Brutus asked the other wolf for his name and reason for entry, to which the other wolf replied, "My name is Rover, and last time I checked, this was my territory. You're in." Brutus was mad at this statement and was about to say something when Rover quickly said, "You may join if you'd like, but if not, I will take you out where you stand." Brutus, having been bored for so long, decides to join and check it out.