Darius was a terrific fighter, one of the best the pack had even though he technically wasn’t part of any pack but wasn’t a rogue either. During our training he told me the story about how he came to my pack.
It was about four years ago, Darius was a part of the Forest Green Pack, a Pack that dedicated their lives to becoming the best hunters and fighters they could possibly be. Darius was only fifteen when the rogues came through his pack; they were searching for offspring of the Alphas, something that apparently happened every ten years when the rogue numbers began to dwindle. With Darius being the Alphas only child, and heir to the throne, his father sent him away when he heard of the planned attack. Darius barely made it a few kilometres from pack lands before the rogues caught up
