I was unsure why the darkness seemed to consume me all of the time. I was surrounded by a black cloud it seemed, always walking with a smug look on my long face with bobbed tail tucked unmoving behind me. I was not friendly and I knew this. I usually held bared teeth and nasty snarls deep in my throat and I had no time for petty games with the younger wolves. I knew deep down that one day, if I was to follow my lineage and become an alpha, I would have to be a better wolf. The thought made me grumble quietly to myself. I was still alone. I hadn’t met anyone worth my time besides the gorgeous she-wolf Verity. She was interesting, I would admit…but that was the only thing I knew about her. I wondered where she was now, where she had gone after I had left her, because I didn’t force her to stay with me like I had wanted to.

I was trying, I guess.

My paws dug into the soft sands on the lake-side before I could stop myself. I had been lost in thought again (it happened more frequently than I had liked to admit) and I came face to face with a wolf as white as snow. She seemed upset with something and I had to pretend that the meeting was intentional and completely ignored the other younger male. He was dense, it seemed, so I knew he would not try to fight me. But there was the chance that he would so I glared briefly in his direction.

My black pupil-less eyes scanned the girl over once more before deeming it time to speak. “You seem upset.” It came out much more mockingly than I had hoped and I took a few steps from her. My attention now clings to the other, his childish words that I had only caught a portion of before almost walking into the female still ringing in my ears. “Mating is not an act that you practice, let alone ask a female to practice.” I sighed. “But since you’re rather young I guess mating is a new concept to you.”

Trying to hide the annoyance and anger bubbling within me, I dug my paw into the sand to take my mind from it. My aggression was a problem that needed to be controlled, and holding it in was absolutely killing me. There was no telling when I would snap. Or when I would finally drown in an abyss of absolute crazy.

"Name's Jago..."