Biography
As you can imagine, this wolf has been through a lot of heartbreak, not always through romance, but always through love.
Nebel is distant, quiet, careful, but is far from being judgmental to those weaker, less pleasing to the eye, or born defected.
Though he's quite a beautiful wolf, he was common among his pack, earning him his first heartbreak at his fathers constant look of disappointment.
Then came his mother, she ignored him most of the time, only giving him disgusted sidelong glances, splitting his heart once more.
His sister soon realized how he was being treated, being a young pup she did as her parents and pack, tearing his poor little heart even more.
He didn't think life could get worse, living in a pack that didn't love you, or even like you, raised by parents who wished he was never born, watching a sister be treated like an angle while he was left to rot, how could it get worse?
He learned the hard way.
After hunting down his first deer his sister had taken it as her own kill, so he went out again, alone, to make the pack realize he wasn't a liability.
He was ridiculed for not following pack law by hunting alone, and they punished him, making sure he didn't get anything from his own kill.
Not long after he was attacked by the one wolf who hadn't treated him like a rotten fly, turns out the world was the worst of them all, wanting him to trust her, only to watch his heart crumble.
After the attack he was chased out, him, starved, weak, unloved, chased by healthy, strong, fit, aggressive wolves that would be given a prize for his dead body if they caught him.
You may ask why he never left till he was chased, and he'd answer you with the confidence of another wolf "it was my home, I was born there, raised -in my own terrible way- in that hellhole; I thought I just had to prove myself and then I would be loved, if anything I'm loyal, stupid... but loyal."
After he was chased from his pack he met a nice loner, she was common like him and didn't treat him differently.
Their relationship didn't last long come winter, where the loner caught a deadly disease, and all he could do was watch as his heart crumbled away once more.
Nebel never let himself get close to any other animal again, tearing his heart to pieces whenever he caught the scent of a wolf wounded or sick, knowing he couldn't help them anyway.
Weeks, months, maybe years later, he wasn't exactly counting, a new wolf popped up.
She kept pestering him, saying that her pack could use a strong young male, that their alpha and beta were growing old.
A couple days later a new wolf appeared, the packs female beta, she sent the other female away, then told him to think about joining.
It only took him a couple seconds to decide before he started running after them. He was lonely, but he knew he could leave if they were anything like his old pack.
The wolves accepted him gratefully, the male alpha and beta teaching him the packs way of fighting, how to be fair and lead a pack without battle everyday; the first female was right, they were getting old.
Nebel was happy, Tundra, the young wolf he'd first met, was common like him, and though she was quite playful and filled with energy, she had a wisdom about her, and soon it was obvious they liked each other.
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Wo das Meer das Land berührt,
Where the sea touches the land,
Will sie ihm die Wahrheit sagen,
The truth she wants to tell him,
Doch ihre Worte frisst der Wind,
But the wind eats her words,
Wo das Meer zu Ende ist,
Where the sea is at its end,
Hält sie zitternd seine Hand,
She holds him with shaking hands,
Und hat ihm die Stirn geküsst,
And kissed him on the brow,
Sie trägt dem Abend in der Brust
She carries the dusk in her chest,
Und weiß das sie verleben muss,
And knows what she must spend,
Sie legt dem kopf in seinem Schoß,
She lays her head in his lap,
Und bittet einen letzten Kuss,
And begs one last kiss,
Und dann hat er sie geküsst,
And then he kissed her,
Wo das Meer zu Ende ist,
Where the sea is at its end,
Ihre Lippen schwach un blass,
Her lips weak and pale,
Und seine Augen werden nass
And his eyes became full of tears,
Der letzte Kuss,
The last kiss,
Ist so lang her,
Was so long ago,
Der letzte Kuss,
The last kiss,
Er ehrt sich nicht mehr,
Is no longer worth it.
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Special Skills
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Winter 
Day Weather: 
Brimstone
