"'We come undone, we are the ugly truth."
BACKSTORY
Aether was raised in a... less than tolerable position. He was always tending to be a bit more violent than most wolves in his prior pack, and he was cold and silent. The whispers behind his back were of his aggression, and how he would, one day, grow to be an assassin. A murderer. A killer. The once quiet, cold wolf turned into an explosive, angry ball of light cream fur and bones. As he aged, he showed his prowess in intimidation and violence, and his fighting skills were unmatched. At 1 year old, his pack chased him out, claiming he was a danger to them all. He was a vengeful spirit wandering the woods, seeking revenge.
Once, while scouring the woods for food, he came across Nyx. A majestic black wolf with sparkling green eyes. His natural distrust of other wolves made him walk up to her and attack her. However, she easily overpowered him and had plenty of violent energy to match his. After squabbling for a while, the pair stood up and properly stared each other down. However, there was a sense of... calm? Intrigue? Neither knew, but they felt connected in a new way. Thus, the beginning of the Seven Rings began.
