Biography
The wolf's lip curled in a sneer.
"What could you know?" he rasped, leaning forward. "I've obviously seen much more in this life than you. Why are you challenging me?"
Tas' ears flicked back and forth uncertainly, eyes darting around the wiry wolf's frame as he scooted away. He had clearly just told the truth. Was that a bad thing?
"I-I'm not," he stammered.
The red wolf bared his teeth in a silent snarl. "Don't play games with me, mongrel."
A small growl rose in Tas' throat. "I'm not. I saw it."
A scratching sound escaped the red wolf's mouth, and his eyes roared with fury. "No, you didn't." He stepped forward, his bristling fur making him seem much bigger than he was.
Tas growled back, but kept his distance. He knew the Alpha's son was not to be trifled with, but he had been right. He had seen what had happened. In fact, he had known it would happen before he even saw it.
"You didn't see anything," Smolder snarled. "Anyone who asks. You didn't." He leaned closer, his teeth inches from the younger wolf's nose. "See. A thing."
Tas stared balefully up at him, planting his paws. "Fine. I don't care anyway," he said, trying to level out his confidence and confusion. What he saw must have been bad, but it had never crossed his mind that it was. That something like that was considered wrong.
Smolder's furious snarl eased into a pleased smirk, and he sat back on his haunches. "Good. Go along now, don't let anyone miss you."
Tas lifted a paw, hesitating. He wanted to stay. He wanted to follow the hard-as-flint wolf, the Alpha's son. But after his reaction, he wasn't so sure he would be allowed. Smolder had been kind to him before. Would he again, or was this something he would snap and snarl about?
The question was answered for him when Smolder lunged forward and headbutted him into the undergrowth.
"Go! You mutt!"
Tas scrambled to right himself in the tangle of bush and leaves, a heavy weight resting in his chest. His answer was no.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Tas isn't an outgoing wolf. He usually doesn't care about the rules, since he was technically born from a broken rule. If there's something you need to know he'll tell you.
He isn't forward or rude, either, unless you call brutal honesty impolite. He follows a clear set of firm morals in his head, regardless of the world around him. If they let him follow his rules fine. If they don't fine. He always finds a way around rules written in stone, and sometimes disregards the unspoken ones entirely. If something is holding him back from doing what needs to be done he says BS and pushes through.
Tas doesn't stop for anyone. He doesn't stay in one place for long, and has an uncanny ability to find a wolf that needs help. He isn't mean, or bad in any way. He lives as if in a completely different world, seeing things through his eyes and doing what he can to make things better.
Preferences
Smolder
Special Skills
Tasmas goes exploring, finds a flower and gives it to Smolder.
Your wolf pushes noses with Smolder and wags their tail.
They have earned a play point!
Tasmas gazes up at the stars.
Is there something more I need to do? Why did you leave me?
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