Darkclover

Darkclover was born looking like any other normal wolf. However, he had a strange connection to the moon, and one night as he howled to the moon, bright blue markings sprouted along his fur. He gave an excited yelp as he gazed at his fur. But his pack believed that wolves suddenly gaining markings was taboo, and he was exiled.
Saddened, he left his birth pack and the only home he'd ever known. He wandered for a while, not sure what to do with his life now. He was upset that his pack leader had banished him, had such a deep hatred for them that black markings appeared in his fur. But he didn't care, barely noticed.
But then he found himself at the edge of the Forest Flame Pack's territory. Scouts Mag and Merle had found him and took him to the pack's camp. Pack leader Ash was merciful, and let Darkclover stay.
Darkclover was so happy to have a new home, that his grey fur turned green with excitement. The wolves of the Forest Flame Pack were shocked at the fact that he could change, but they welcomed the surprise with open paws.
Now, Darkclover lives happily and he no longer has the need to feel alone. He has a new home, a new family, and a new pack that loved him for who he was.
However, sometimes he sneaks away to the swamps, where he last lived. He can't help but wonder, if he didn't have changing fur, would his birth pack had kept him? Or would he have been kicked out anyway? He stares at his reflection in the swamp water, wondering what would have happened to him if things had been different.
After Mag and Merle retired from scouting, he became a scout himself.