Zéphyrine

Zeph had once belonged to an ancient tribe within the swamp that paid worship to the mysterious Faelci and often presented them with expensive trinkets and rare prey. Zeph adored her tribe, believing them to be kind-hearted individuals who where protecting the rest of the world from the dangers that the Faelci could present if disrespected. It was the night before she became a yearling that she learnt the truth; in addition to the items her tribe had provided to the Faelci the leaders also sacrificed their tribemates and outsider wolves to them.

Zeph was horrified and jumped onto the ceremonial stone, tearing the young pup free from their leafy bondage, the pup then leapt away into the night. She yelled at her tribe demanding an answer to the savage carnage, but was only met with smiles filled with bloodlust. She then cried out in pain as her pristine white fur fell out and was replaced with clumps of clover and moss; her tribe leaders calling out praise to the Faelci for punishing the non-believer. As soon as the agony ended Zeph ran out into the wood, her frantic breathes accompanied by the howls of her tribe as they were 'rewarded' by the Faelci.

She eventually stumbled over a root and fell, landing at the feet of a strange wolf who introduced themselves as Aysu, leader of the Penumbra Ombre pack who where residing in the swamp for a few moons; Zeph told her story and Aysu immediately offered her a place in the pack which Zeph gladly and tearfully accepted.