We don't know what happened to him, or where he came from. He showed up in the Wellshire practically right on our doorstep one day, exhausted, scarred, and half-starved. He was a living legend among breeders around Tokotna, and his blood flowed in the veins of many in the Wellshire. Thus, it was a rather massive shock to see him in such a state, alone and broken. The pack rushed to his aid without asking questions.

In time, he has gotten better, but he hasn't lost that cold, faraway gaze. Whatever happened to him remains a mystery. The pack is determined to make him comfortable and happy. They will get through to him eventually.