Biography
Depressed, bitter, regretful, and remorseful. The First Frost of Winter, only remaining offspring of Bird Swooping From The Sky.
Winter didn't want to be alive any longer. Things had changed so much, he had changed so much. His mother was dead and so was his mentor. Now, the love of his life was dead too. From a young age people regarded him as special. Apparently a defect that had ruined the lives of many wolves made him special. The male had vitiligo, which caused white splotches to appear all over his body. Each year new ones would appear. Now that he was getting older he was afraid of his entire body turning white. Though unlikely, it was a fear of his. Winter had been the hollow shell of a wolf after things had first started getting worse. It had started when his uncle resigned as Alpha, passing it on to another male in the pack. Normally things like this wouldn't be a problem. However, the male chosen was the love of his life. Melting Frost of Spring was the Sun of his life, keeping him warm and happy. His love was torn from him, forced into a loveless relationship. As time went on Winter began to resent Burning Colours of Dawn. Every time the she-wolf would pass his lip would curl and his eyes would narrow. All care for anything was gone, along with his love. He was completely lost. The flame between the two wasn't dead, though. At least, not until Spring passed. That's when Winter went numb. He became nothing more than a ghost, floating around the pack's camp. How could things ever be normal when he's lost his one love?
Breeding Info
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| Personality
The First Frost Of Winter is numb. He holds much anger within him, too much for one wolf. He is not to blame, though. His mother had been taken away from him at a young age, death taking her away from him too soon. He then trained hard, like his mother would've wanted him to. His mentor died near the end of his training, leaving him without someone to guide him. That was when Melting Frost of Spring came into the picture. The other male helped him train until he was finally fit enough to become a member of the explore team. Without realizing it the two had made a huge mistake while training together. They had fallen in love. This love blinded them both until one day it was torn away from them. Spring was forced into being the Alpha Male, reluctantly paired with the she-wolf who had been Alpha Female. This had turned Winter into a hollow shell. However, he was still functioning. His damnable rage was fuelling him. Then, his entire world stopped. Melting Frost of Spring had passed. His love had made an avowal of their love, telling Winter that he had never stopped loving him and that he was so sorry. That's when Winter went numb. He stopped functioning and simply stopped being. He had been broken before. This time, he was broken beyond repair.
Preferences
The First Frost of Winter has one belief. That everything dies. He does not care about gods, naming ceremonies, or even the ranks in a pack. He cannot bring himself to believe in spirits that are supposed to be good. If they are real, they are not good. They took his love from him and made him what he is. They gave him this damned defect and they ruined him. If they were real, they would be the farthest thing from good to him.
Special Skills
When The First Frost of Winter was born the pack was in the midst of a bitter Winter. It hadn't snowed yet but the air was cold, enough to kill elderly and very young wolves. He was not born at a good time. The first time he had exited the den had really brought on the Winter. It was only a short time after he was out and about that the frost came, taking out his siblings and catching the pack by surprise. He was named after this First Frost by his mother and uncle, as the two of them were still trying to decide on alphas at the time. Though his naming story isn't as interesting as others, it still holds special meaning to him. It's one of the very few memories he has of his mother.
Melting Frost Of Spring whines at The First Frost Of Winter for attention.
I was innocent as could be until I fell in love with a man I couldn't have.
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