[Name:Brisnstar
Age: 1 and 1/2 years
Gender: Male
Pack: Packless
Position:
Appearance: Brisnstar's normal sized frame is covered in scraggly fur that is mainly tan, but has flecks of black, and a silver stripe that runs down his maw and underbelly. His paws and ears are slightly larger than normal with larger black spots. He has hazel eyes.
Personality: Brisnstar is intelligent and cunning, some might even say he is wise, for he knows a lot for his age about life. He is shy, and sometime submits to others a little too much. Without much training in the warrior field, he does know interesting tactics, and isn't afraid to speak his mind about some things. He can be the most trustworthy wolf you know...if you break his outer shell.
History: Brisnstar was born in harsh conditions, the only one of his litter to survive. With parents that were a low ranking, his family didn't get any respect, once or twice getting beaten when trying to learn. This is why he submits too much. Food was scarce in these lands, so Brisnstar was slightly malnourished, but that didn't stop his father from teaching him to respect everything, and to look to your intelligence in dire times. To even respect the prey he had to kill. When the pack was dying off from starvation, the Alphas decided to migrate to the large valley a few miles away from the base of their mountain. The trek was long and hard for Brisnstar, thus making his pads a little larger then normal. When they finally reached the valley, they called a hunt. Brisnstar's parents tried to kill the Elk on their own, trying to show their loyalty, but were kicked in their heads when the Elk reared, and they died instantly, in front of Brisnstar's eyes. Brisnstar ran torwards an area where he knew no further harm would come to him; here.