Dirge

Paranoid. Delusional. Dirge is many things. Kind is not one that most would call him. He does not trust his pack, and thus remains at a distance from them. Convinced they would kill him if they could, he trusts nothing from them. He constantly butted heads with Doom when he was around, but he knows not what to think of the mysterious and aloof Alnitak.
No matter the herbalist, he has yet to figure out just what poisons they might be concocting for him--though he is certain they have plans.
His lack of trust cripples the pack, and unfortunately, his mate is of little help.

But Illumina is different from the others. She manages to reach past all his distrust and anger--his sense of entitlement--to the one soft spot he has. And it is only hers--there is no room for any other. Perhaps the entitled brat that he was when they first met managed to look beyond himself for once, and she snuck underneath his guard in that moment. Whatever the reason, It is at her side that he finds some degree of peace from his anxiety and worry.

Nevertheless, the pack is fractured underneath his command, and they look to the future with worry.