[b]Name:[/b] Alekaiser Trentworth

[b]Age:[/b] 30

[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]ex-Pack name:[/b]The Silver Claws Pack

[b]ex-Position:[/b] Beta

[b]ex-territory:[/b] Northern Montana

[b]Personality:[/b] Before his capture, Alekaiser was a loyal member of his pack, making sure that if the alpha wasn't around that the others in the pack remembered the rules and stayed out of trouble. He aided in the teaching of the younger generation that were new to the pack helping them learn what they were and not to fear the change. A serious yet caring second in command, he would do anything to protect his pack even if it meant giving his life.

Unfortunately his life was never taken and he and those that survived, were placed in shackles and now are locked up. Now Alekaiser has become feral, only a heart of iron remains and the caring soft side seems to ebb away every passing day. He is a trouble maker for the humans, trying to start trouble though it rarely seems to get him anywhere. The wolf wants to harm their captors watch the life bleed out of them, yet the little humanity that clings in him just wants to be free again and live in peace.

[b]History:[/b] He was born into the Silver Claw Pack of Norther Montana. The pack itself was a decent sized pack managing to create their own little settlement just a few miles east of Glacier National Park. His rank of beta was through birth right but even if the rank was going to be handed to him, he had to show that he deserved it or else let another stronger wolf have it to which he took the challenge and proved his worth as beta when it came time. Being as isolated as the pack was there was minimal contact with outsiders, though they welcomed travelers who did stop by, be them wandering wolves or regular people unaware of what they were at the time. This isolation made it simple to not bring attention to themselves, with no need to steal livestock to feed the pack when they went out to hunt. Even after the truth was shown to the world they were in mostly safe isolation, perhaps this is why the pack fell so swiftly, they never expected such a quick action from the humans and now all that remains of the settlement built by the decent size pack is a desolate ghost town.