Genesis

Genealogist was the smallest leader the pack had ever seen, the smallest adult wolf they've ever seen. They'd only had one leader before, Historian, who was apathetic but kept everyone fed. The young albino wolf's eyes were bigger than his brain, always picking puppies up from the enclave when he went to drop some off, even though he couldn't afford to feed him.

His mother and father often caught him at the enclave dropping off one pup and going home with at least two or more. He always felt for the little ones, some of them obviously orphaned and not given willingly to someone who would care for them more. He had a big heart, too big for what his weaker pack could sustain.

Genealogist's snowy fur also led him to commit pranks during the winters with his few snowy pups, sneaking up on the more stoic members of his and their sister pack, scaring them by sneaking up on them. He and his pups always blended into the snow like they came from the frost themselves.

The sister clan to the StarTouched Wolves, the Akaia Pack's leader at the time, Kerfuffle, came to visit to see the snowy pup of one of her strongest hunters, and found him floundering to keep his pack afloat. She took one look at his hunters and went: "Oh honey what the fuck are you doing," She then spent the rest of the day trying to organize any better hunting parties to keep his pack together.

Kerfuffle also let Genealogist have her during one of her heats, and the poor lead was flustered beyond belief that this older, stronger wolf wanted him specifically, despite her own very capable stud. Raphael, as was the stud's name, was a beautiful dog, the personal favorite of one of his own packmates. The reason Kerfuffle chose Genie instead was pure spite, saying, "He insulted my eyes yesterday and I have shunned him."

After fulfilling his duty of breeding Kerfuffle he staggered off to the healer's den to rest while Kerfuffle went to talk to some of the other wolves. "Is he usually that bad?" Kerfuffle asks, "He normally invites other studs for us, like Raph" Hematologist responded, smiling gently and flushing under her fur as Kerfuffle asked another question, "Pff, wait, was that his first?" Hematologist nodded as they moved onto other subjects.

Later the same day, Genie, as he had adjusted to his name to fit himself, he hated the old leader's naming scheme, he ran out of ideas and wanted to make sure to use names his pack mates enjoyed instead of assigning them names like he owned them.

Genie is one the the sweetest wolves in his pack, and despite his trusting nature he was always a little wary of wolves significantly larger than him. It wasn't that he didnt trust these wolves, he did for the most part, he was just always anxious of setting one of them off, he was trying his best to be a good leader, but he was still scared a larger wolf would want his territory.

The old herbalist acted as a mentor and a therapist to him, being there since Historian went off on his own, Genie was broken for a few days after he left, having to lead the pack alone. His saving grace was a lovely trans wolf who went by the name Karma, who helped him lead with stern words and gentle praise. Karma's progeny survives to this day in many wolves in the pack, marked by the following of a ghostly pup and a peculiar deformity in their right eyes.

His adopted older sister Ginseng also helped him lead, being the heir to the StarTouched wolves sister pack, she was experienced, and also his big sister who played with him as a pup. Ginseng's demeanor soured though, a pup less than a day old made their heiress and her pushed away to be a hunter.

Genie's older sister made her way to his territory, clearly upset. Genie was excited to have any visitor, but especially his big sister who didn't visit as much as he'd like. Ginseng clearly wasn't excited though, she smelled upset and came storming in like she planned to kill someone. Genie tells his own story, trying to calm her, "My leader chose me on a whim as he was dying, I have so many friends to take care of. I love them all, but sometimes I have to make the tough decisions and it hurts. I was just a baby too, but no one else was vying for that position, but, well, I'm sure someone older would have wanted it more. My leader told me the stars would speak to me, guide me, but they didn't. I'm still lost, and I'm sorry."

Despite his pack mates insistence he still believed that they hated him, and with them all so much bigger than him he was scared that he would be overthrown, and someone else would put him in his place. This never happened though, and his pack loved him till the day he changed.

The change came due to the first pup he lost, one he trusted his best friend to take care of, a pup named Harlow, with the darkest eyes he'd ever seen, and a swirl of brown and blue and green markings. He was beautiful and Genie found his dead body outside a bear's den, torn and ripped and sent to the stars.

This changed him irreparably, not even the herbalist, his asexual son Cinders trying so hard to heal the mental scars, no matter the herbs he tried. Genie was so broken he lost his softness, changing his name to Genesis and donning a cloak of bear fur he claimed himself, holding a grudge against Ursidae for the rest of his life, becoming scarred outside and in.

His big sister is one of the only members of the sister pack that recognized him. She'd recognize that snowy fur, the little tuft of fluff on his right ear that sticks up at an odd angle. His demeanor was completely opposite though, he no longer jumped when she snuck up on him. His older sister saw the pain hidden in his eyes, and dragged him to an isolated den and let him cry it all out into her fur. Genesis though he was stronger, he should have been able to save Harlow. He doesn't blame Karma though, he knows that Karma tried, but everyone needs to rest sometimes, and accidents happen.

He's still Ginseng's little brother Genie, but he's broken. Both his parents are dead, his big sister and best friend was spurred and he lost a pup he cared for. His biggest passion in life, caring for these abandoned little ones, and he failed.

In his last few days he saw the world on fire, cataclysms setting in around his camp, threatening his friends. He was already so old and broken and tired. He gave up, letting a tan pup take charge, a strong lady by the name of Keres. Her demonic origins made her the perfect fit to survive the end of the world as Genie knew it.