Tharelsuka of Lone Pine Canyon

Traits: I am a a scraggly pelted he-wolf with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and a light, bouncy spring to my walk. I am very forgetful, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other wolves.

History: My brother was killed by his own best friend.

Tharelsuka looks up, startled that a wolf has gone up to him. The loner blinks, before nodding. "Hello there, my name is Tharelsuka Tharel for short. Who are you?" He asks softly.

Tharelsuka nods slightly, still on guard in case the female was lying or was about to attack. "Nice name. But um, what do you want?" He asks calmly, not saying it mean just wondering what she wants of him. They are both Loners, and normally don't associate themselves with other wolves.

Tharelsuka's eyes widen softly, but he steps back shaking his head. "I cannot accept that, it is your food not mine." He says softly.

Tharel sighs, and watches the she-wolf walk away. He carefully follows her, and peers into her den. "Um, hi again." He says softly.

Tharel nods briskly. "Hello. I just wanted to um, talk with you thats all. It's been a while since I have seen a wolf."

Tharel nods, and takes a seat. "So, how long have you lived here?" he asks.

"Cool. I've lived here for years." He says.

"Three years to be exact. I like it.. It's quiet." He says softl.u

He sighs, and stands up. "I'd better get going. I have to hunt soon." He says.