Biography
Saint had to be independent from a young age. He was born to a feeble mother in a dark damp alley way on the outskirts of human city along with two siblings. A brother and a sister, sadly his brother died shortly after birth and his sister hadn't made it long after making him the only survivor. His mother did the best she could by wandering from building to building in search of food. Sometimes she managed to wrangle a rat or a cat if she was lucky but it wasn't often. Her favorite placed to take him were often humble buildings that were usually white or brick. It almost always sported a t and the humans inside howled and worshiped a man in rags. Almost all of these buildings were familiar and friendly with him and his mother and would offer bread at least. Saint's personal favorite was the biggest building of them all and it resided slap in the middle of the hectic human town and because if this his mother was often hesitant to take him.
"Oh young one." She would say "that place is far to dangerous. A local dog gang runs that area and the big wheeled monsters never pay attention to where they are going." Saint would usually just drop the topic. He knew his mother was frail and slow but sometimes he would push it. He loved that building and the people there loved him. Each time he went he would bring them the most dazzling rocks he could find and each time they would great him and praise him with the name they had picked.
"Oh Saint you sweet boy, how kind! You truly are a Saint!" One time he had even returned a cow tasting object to a male human and him and his pack had smothered him in love and thanks. 'Oh Saint! You just saved me at least two moths of rent! What a good boy! Thank you!" They had said. Other times he would collect leaves and give them to any person he could find in rags to honor them as the people in the building honored the statue of the man in rags and just like everyone else he was rewarded with praise and sometimes food. He even remembered the first time someone had called him Saint. A human pup had lost there toy and Saint had felt so bad he rushed from his mother's side to help her. A man in black with a white color came over and gave him a beeming smile. "Oh my what is this! Thank you so much young soul. You are a true Saint." He loved it, and with that being said he would pester his mother more and more to go.
"OH mother please! We haven't gone in almost a moon and I don't want them to forget me! I have so much work to do!" His mother looked at her pup with a nervous face.
"My love, I know you want to go but I-" Saint already knew what she was going to say.
"I know mother, it's dangerous! But so is not eating! There's always food there!" He said matter of factly causing a look of pain to flash in his mother's eyes.
"Ok.. we'll go." His mother said softly, Saint grew so excited he didn't notice the pain in his mother's tone. As they began to head into town he missed his mother's limp. He didn't notice her running out of breath. He was to far in his head to realize that she was lagging behind so when they reached the busiest strip in town he bounded across it easily avoiding any traffic. His mother on the other hand was hardly half way across when he reached the other side and when he turned around it was to late. The 'big wheeled monster' which he later found out was called a car had already hit her.
Breeding Info
N/A
| Personality
A bit cautious and ran by his morals. More than willing to stand for any cause he deems worthy no matter the cost.
Bio is a WIP might redo it completely 😅
(I love this inbred bastard) :<
Preferences
Unfortunately IB :( (Amadeus Reborn)
Saint knew when he turned 9 his time as alpha was approaching a end. Him and his mate had become more docile and the two of them had decided soon they wanted to step down to have a more relaxing life, which left Saint with the question of who would replace him. To him the choice was pretty obvious, Scout, his beta male was the perfect candidate. He had the fighting spirit and he led the unit with confidence and understanding. That was until a certain young male caught Saints eye.
His name was Kodiak, the defected male was at first rambunctious and troublesome. Throughout his puphood Kodiak and his friend Lykos always seemed to be at the center of problems, but over time Saint couldn't help how easily he talked his way out of it. Kodiak had a certain charm about him that seemed to quickly smooth over any wrong doings or complaints. He also strived to fix anything he broke. When Kodiak hit a year old he came to Saint along with Lykos and formally asked to join the warriors. With the opportunity before him Saint put Kodiak in charge of a new battle unit called the Battalion and gave him the freedom to create his own team. The young male quickly took to the position and built a team that the pack was proud to call its protectors
Special Skills
Ever since Saint lost his mother he made it a point not to grow to attached to others, sure he loved his pack mates and he'd die for them but that was out of loyalty, he had carefully lined his heart to avoid affection. He had considered taking Maeve or perhaps Khaleesi as a mate for appearances but never had a particular fondness for either of them. He kept his loveless mindset until Gypsy had come along.
He had met the she-wolf first while exploring, he had greeted her with raised hackles and barred teeth and she had greeted him with loving eyes and a overwhelming desire to get to know him. She began to follow him while he patrolled so he led her back to the pack out of frustration thinking perhaps she was just lonely, but once she arrived not only had she been accepted almost immediately into the pack, she continued to follow him fondly.
At first the she-wolf did noting but aggervate him, she insisted that they would make a grand couple and he insisted he wasn't interested in a untalented female. He continuously critiqued the she-wolf but she was unphased, each time he pointed out a flaw she jumped to fix it. If he mentioned something needed to get done she would do it. If he went on a hunt, she was quick to follow. It was a level of loyalty he wasn't use to and for some reason he loved it.
In little ways unbeknownst even to him he began to warm up to Gypsy, he subconsciously began singling her out. If she wasn't next to him he began to grow concerned, if she was with another male his stomach tingled with jealousy. Eventually it got to the point he ached when she wasn't near him and at that time he knew he needed her to be with him. So he began to display more affection making it clear where he stood with their relationship, and once he became alpha, he offered her the position of alpha female. She of course accepted no questions asked, now the two of them are happily together and Saint couldn't imagine life without her.
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