Biography
A low rumbling was the only sound in the, eerie, silent forest. A lone male wolf, half dead already, wandered about. The wolf grimaced in pain when his empty stomach growled again, he needed to find food. Soon. It had been almost a week since McKerrow had managed to catch some food, a week of dwindling hope. The black and silver male panted and paused his search, needing to take a moment to regain his strength. The wolf's ribs were jutting out from his skin, showing off how malnourished he was. Suddenly the forest became still, McKerrow's ears pricked up when he heard the sound of a twig snapping, he lifted his head, eyes locking with a large red wolf. McKerrow figured the wolf was there to kill him for trespassing, but much to his surprise the red wolf studied him for a moment then bounded off.
The grey wolf thought stopping would be a good idea, it would let him regain his strength, but he was wrong. After the wolf stopped he couldn't move again, his body betrayed his every wish to get up. McKerrow growled in fear and annoyance, if he didn't find food soon, he would die. He let his big head rest on the forest floor, his eyes fluttering closed, in a meer few minutes he had fallen asleep.
A familiar smell pulled Mckerrow from his deep sleep, the smell caused his stomach to growl too. The wolf blinked a couple times, trying to get his eyes to stay open. What he saw in front of him must have been a miracle, a dead wolverine was lying in front of his nose, behind the wolverine sat the large red wolf from before.
"You must eat." The red wolf said, motioning at the kill. Without a second thought the wolf bit into the dead animal, taking bite after bite. From past experience Mckerrow knew that eating too much would just cause him to throw it back up, so he only ate a little at a time. McKerrow paused and looked at the red wolf, a question forming in his mind.
"Why did you help me? I was as good as dead." The wolf said, finding the strength to push himself to a seated position. The red wolf became distant for a second, as if old memories had been dredged up. "Once..I have been where you are...on the brink of death. I know the pain and the suffering you have been through, and I can not stand by and let a fellow wolf go through that." The red wolf explained. Before McKerrow could say something the red wolf spoke again. "Do you have anywhere to go?" He asked. McKerrow looked to the ground and shook his head. He had been kicked out of his old pack for falling in love with the alpha female, and the alpha male couldn't take the risk of someone taking his title, so McKerrow was thrown out. The red wolf gave him a sad smile.
"Well...You do now. How would you like to join my pack." The red wolf asked. McKerrow looked up at him with shock and relief in his eyes. Without hesitating McKerrow bowed to the red wolf. "I pledge my life and my loyalty to you and you alone. You have saved me and one day I hope to return the favor, I owe you my life. " The wolf said then looked up. A whole new world of possibilities had just been opened up to him.
This wolf bio was written by the talented Spirited Away | Pack Number 227576 | The gist of the Bio was my basic idea with pointers for Spirited Away as I've been too lazy to write
Breeding Info
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| Personality
McKerrow is a gruff wolf. He'll snarl the minute another wolf comes into his bubble and the only way to settle the old grouch down is to back away slowly or please him by leaving him his favourite type of prey; Bull frog. Multiple peace offerings of bull frogs left for him by other pack members can be found at the base of his favourite resting spot which is beneath the sacred willow tree in which The Misaki Pack founders slept under.
Preferences
McKerrow prefers to snack upon the tiny bodies of bull frogs. The croaking green creatures drive him to a wits end but when he crunches through their delicate bodies, nothing pleases him more. He finds it satisfying and even more so when he does not need to waste his energy on hunting the bullfrogs because he knows other pack members blow his status will deliver them to his spot under the willow.
Special Skills
McKerrow's special skills include instilling fear into the minds of The Misaki Pack's pups. He has a sweet spot for Erdosest, one of the younger pack members but he doesn't let on. To drive home the fear, McKerrow has perfected his tail flicking so that the pups are flattened. As gruff as he is, he won't leave any open wounds on them.
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