Whitethorn

Whitethorn was born, some say cursed, under a red moon. The goddess Zjarr herself, goddess of flame and everything wild, oversaw his birth, and seeing how he was treated, decided to help him escape his old pack. For months he traveled, only with the goddesses voice in his ears, until he came across the Argenti, and saw Ashryver. The goddess had made a deal with Krúos, and they are to be mated once Ashryver reaches maturity.

Whitethorn banished Zjarr from his thoughts and refuses to heed the goddesses' advice anymore, furious to be used as a puppet in a game he didn't agree to play. Despite his hatred for the gods, he can't help but love Ashryver with her endless personality.