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Sylen was never how everyone else thought he was. From his very birth, he was always expected to be the cause of much chaos and destruction, but that wasn't him or how he was in the slightest. He was a kind soul, or at least wished he could be. While he loved other wolves, no one would dare come around him. It wasn't his fault, it was his coat. It seemed as though it were stained with the blood of many innocent victims, but it was simply a curse put upon him by the worst of creators. His birth was a curse among others, but mainly among himself. It often left him pondering what he did to deserve this misery.