here kitty, kitty come and tighten the leash ,

How 'bout a little discipline for the violent beast?

It was irritation that was on the features of my face as I made my way to the beach. Mother said seek out Eden, ruler of the seas, and make myself useful. From what I gathered, the male had shown great interest in her, even sending a diplomat to find her - though she happened upon him first. I was not sure how I was supposed to be useful here, but I suppose I could find a way. Black-grey muzzle raises to the salty air as I send out a childish song for the leader. I never liked waiting, I was not accustomed to it when it came to any wolf but my mother. This was a king I called to me, a ruler of seas and a wolf strong enough to lead others.

Mother told me she was once a queen, until a bad woman came and stole the crown from her while she nursed my siblings and I. Not long ago, a bob-tailed wolf came right up and snatched my brother from me while I was trying to rip his ear off. She ended the game and I said good riddance. One less brother to worry over, I hated the loss of the playmate who could handle my fangs, but Raum liked to scream and it was more pleasing anyway. I never told mother, she would have killed me on the spot if she knew I let the wolf get away with my brother. I wondered why my mother was not a queen still, and perhaps it was her lack of knowledge. She had envisioned a rule where she was unopposed, as if no other would covet what she had. I would be much smarter than that.

When the alpha arrives, I know the sight that will greet him. White coat with pale russet running down my sides in stunning "wet paint" fashion, a dark grey and black dusted muzzle with the emerald green eyes of my heritage. He will either speak or not speak, my introduction is the same. "Greetings, king of the sea. Jaidah sends her regards and sends me in her stead should your offer of save haven still hold true. I am Shaddix, of Jaidah and shadows, if you will have me, I should like to get right away to the work. I wish not to be idle, and would surely enjoy moving up your ranks." It is a lengthy speech for a yearling, this I was well aware of, but I was not your average yearling. I was a male from the line of Jaidah the First through Tobias, though this knowledge may not ever be revealed to me. I am inclined to being a little strange from time to time.

one year old; male; no: mate; no: soul; no: offspring; no: pack rank; 40in/172lbs