Wolf name- "I'm Shadow."
Nickname-" "Just call me Shadow."
Gender- "I am a male."
Age- "I am two years and eleven months"
Rank- Delta Male (I think it's still open.)
Looks- Shadow is entirely black with no other color. He has many scars from his past of lots of fighting, these scars include: a jagged one through his eye, a zig-zag one down his leg, and one that encircles his front-right wrist. His eyes are yellow with flecks of bright green in them."
History-"I was born to the High Alphas of Yartok Clan, Nanook was my father and Frost was my mother. I had three siblings, Loft was a pure-white female wolf, Flame was a brown male wolf with a white under-body with flecks of black and grey, and Raven was a pure black female, usually referred to as my twin, though she was not. I was always at odds with my brother, as he was my only competition for High Alpha Male. I, always willing to work, would often volunteer to hunt for the elders and the young or the wounded, but Flame would then promptly say he would as well, and then take all the credit. I once took down a young male deer, near the rut as they say, wounding myself in the process, and Flame took advantage of my wound and said that I had fought valiantly, but in the end it was he who brought down the young buck. I was furious at this, called him a liar, and then demanded my father begin the battle for High Alpha Male that very moment. Flame and my father had laughed at me, but then said that as soon as my wound healed, the battle would commence. So after I was healed, my father called the clan together, and in the center of the camp, me and my brother fought. It was a vicious battle, but, though Flame carved a permanent wound on my wrist, I was the winner. My brother was then called the Sargent for his many other victories. He accepted, grateful our parents did not degrade him to the High Alpha Hunter, one of the lowest ranks of the clan, and the rank a loosing High Alpha Pup usually got. We lived very happily, me taking lead as soon as my father died, not many months after, and I stayed at the top for two years. Then humans came and scattered my clan. In a fight between me and a human, the human used his hunting knife to slice through my eye and my leg. That was the end, and the final parts of the clan were scattered, many of my clan was captured, and some even killed. I was wandering about when I came across a pack. They accepted me and I eventually rose to the Delta rank."
Personality-Shadow is a eager-to-please, but also eager-to-fight wolf. He has a quick temper and will sometimes lash out. He is usually very calm, but it will not take much to send him over the edge. He tries to be nice, but he usually fails and then gets mad and runs off. He has lost many friends in his life, mostly in the scattering of his clan. He can sometimes be very dark and act very lonely, though his past happy and sarcastic nature will bounce back when you have his back and he has yours. He is okay with the females, but usually doesn't show it. Being the delta, he knows he must be stern and defend his rank.
Secretly Admires:"I must admit, I am pretty fond of Felicity."
Other-"I have nothing more to say."