Ozark

Ozark is the son of Alpha Chaos of Shifting lights and Marble of Samhain. Born from a heated moment between the pair of wolves the pack was distraught and his life was threatened as a bastard pup. Taking him with her his mother left the pack to save him, though he is unsure why. Growing up he was barely shown any sort of attention besides irritation until his weening, once weened his mothers irritation turned to disgust and hatred as she told him often how his birth ruined everything she had worked so hard to achieve within their home pack. The cold shoulder turned to nips and chasing him from her, made to sleep away from her and eat after her. Ozark was treated poorly yet he remained with her as he grew into an adolecent. He was lucky to have made it that long before inevitably being chased away form her and on his own in the dead of winter, assuming so she could return home finally.

Never being taught to hunt and care for himself by his mother Ozark barely made it out of winter alive, had it not been for the pack that found him nearly starved to death within the snow one evening. Nursed back to health he was given a home within their ranks, raised and trained to be the wolf he is today and even finding love within his own time despite his standofish attitude he developed from his mothers abuse.

Having left his second pack with his mate after some time he became seperated from her during a tragedy and in his search for her found his way to his current pack, his fathers pack. Having found his father and becoming the heir to the pack Ozark worked hard and diligently alongside him and  his two daughters after finally finding his mate once more, living within the Samhain pack where his mother seems to now reside as well with his other two pups. Chaos having passed away Ozark took his place as alpha and now lives out the reminders of his days with his daughters and his grandpups, telling stories of his adventures with their grandmother in his youth.

Art by WynBird#14758 

Art by ForestRave#35489