Luthanavir

Luthanavir
Kin of the inevitable way
Luthar
Alpha//Scout/Beta
Notes for me: 55/55 earned back.Found in the Tundra by Ella(Morbid#86206) on May 17th, 2023. Ran out of stud slots Dec24th! Found with 259 Total Stats. Strength: 52,Speed: 51, Agility: 53, Wisdom: 53, Smarts: 50, Age: 1 year & 1 month old

Birth

Luthanavir was born to an grulla and acanthite pair out in the tundra. He was quickly spotted by his father out of all the darker furred pups in which caused many suspicions. While not happy with this outcome, his father was in the middle of ditching him hoping his mate would not notice his absence and or not nurse him. The father was very wrong. However, the mother seemed to have read her mate's mind and reassured him that he, and all the pups were his own. The father quietly settled for this, while still not accepting. While growing, Luthar was often held back by his father or not encouraged to participate. He had to watch all his siblings get attention from their dad but be pushed away if approached. At least he had his mother who loved him endlessly. Maybe even admired his coat.

Life?

Luthar watching his siblings growing up with two parents definitely made him moody and bitter. When his siblings were getting trained for high or important roles, Luthar was being trained for combat and something easily replaceable in his mind. At his age of one 'n a half, he was fighting in his pack's war. The loss of the second zeta shattered him as they had become great friends through their experiences. All Luthar would become to know was bloodshed, and harshness.

Eventually, he was pulled out of the war to hear his siblings roles were becoming permanent while he, was being thrown out. He was booted out at the age of two 'n a half. As much as Luthar wanted to fight, he left in peace for the rest of his family. He had traveled all the way from the tundra to the rainforest while finding dens to hide the night and weather away. One foggy morning, he left his temporary den site to settle his famish.

Luthar had brought down a young tapier. However, it was enough to feed a few more mouths. He had seen a figure trotting his way and guarded his meal and himself. He realized it was a young female and found her to be harmless. He took his share and was about to head out. The femme then sparked up a conversation about the silver of his fur. She was giving him a compliment and wished she had something unique instead of a white(argent) coat. While he was not happy with the mention of it initially, it turned out completely different. The two would then part ways. Eventually, the two would keep bumping in to each other each time he went out. He came to know her as the sweetest wolf he as been by so far, and even found something of his mother inside the wolf. She admired his pelt like his mom. It was almost comforting.

One day, Luthar ran in to a leader who was expanding their pack or would consider expanding their pack. He was told he would have a rank and would not have to worry about being kicked out. This was enticing to the wolf as if he would be able to throw it in his father's face. He did not accept just yet, but had to tell the female who he had since became friends with. She was both happy for the male,yet sad. She would not be able to see him any longer. The male then took the position as scout.

A week or so later, his female friend had joined. She had followed his tracks which lead her to the pack and she claimed to have been open to pack life. While not entirely true, she was happy to finally be part of one. She then confessed to Luthar that after he left, she realized what she felt for the wolf. Luthar did not know what to do with such positive words, he never felt...love...before. Once he had found the time to get his head together, he agreed he felt the same. They eventually became a pair pairbond and tried for pups. Unfortunately, there was nothing to be done.

Hard Place

One faithful day, his mate did not wake up. He panicked and called for the herbalist or medic. When the herbalist confirmed she had passed, he lost it. He had to find a place to be by himself. When he did return, he was sour, angry, agressive. Just as he had been previously. He stayed that way. Even up to today he is still that way.

Becoming Alpha

It was no question who would be the next leader. Luthar. All he ever wanted was a little attention and a rightful place. A permanent, place. Davahallan could see it all in his eyes. Luthar would have a large feast for his new role. But other then feasting and prayers, that was it. While the pack does not agree with all his ruling in general, they are loyal followers because he has more then proven his rightfulness to be alpha, and has brought certainty, safety, and stability. He may rule with iron paws, but he is good at it and sometimes fair.

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