Orkan was born in a state park near the northern edge of Minnesota during a rainstorm to a cult focused pack. Life as a puppy was normal for Orkan, he was a single pup born to the packs Beta couple and was raised and expected to live up to a certain ideal. Orkan's parents were never harsh unless Orkan had done something to deserve a harsh punishment (hardly ever after the first couple offenses) and raised Orkan proper. As Orkan aged though things began to take a turn for the strange.

When Orkan neared his ten month age and was considered to be independent he began to see less and less of his mother, Sanguine. This wasn't a surprise in and of itself but he noticed her in the presence of many of the packs males, especially ones that held higher ranks which was strange. A few weeks went by and Orkan forgot the whole incident as he grew excited for when he became a year.

Orkan's fear and concern reared itself again after his year birthday when he no longer saw his mother around the pack or den at all. When he asked his father, Bose, about where his mother was Bose simply replied, "She's gone to serve the Great Old Ones son.". The way Bose had said it did nothing to calm Orkan's mind. Orkan never saw his mother again. Orkan was determined to keep his eyes open and figure out the truth behind his father's lie.

Orkan knew that at certain times on certain moonless nights the higher rank wolves would meet away from the rest of the pack to beseech the Great Old Ones' blessing. It would be a long time before Orkan got the chance to spy on these proceedings but the chance finally came on the day of his 2 year birthday. Shortly after the pack leaders had left to their unknown destination Orkan was sent away by the wolves left in charge to search out a certain plant to heal the sick in the pack. Orkan dutifully left in search of the plant but once he was out of site of the sentries Orkan immediately changed his direction to coincide with the leaders destination. What he would see that night would emotionally scar him for eternity.

In the dark of the night where the only light came from the haunted stars, Orkan saw the leaders gather around a great pit, filled with something but he couldn't tell what, and a small white creature that was whining pitifully nearby. Orkan moved gently closer and as he did so the creature that he thought was small and white came into focus as a female packmate! What he thought had been a small white creature had in fact been the white fur of her belly, four leaders had her pinned at her paws on her back and that's when the raw stench of death became apparent to Orkan. The pit was also now close enough to see what was inside and it was filled to the brim with the bones of wolves, as the pieces came together Orkan felt the bile rise in his gut. One of the leaders, whom Orkan recognized as his father, approached the whining female and methodically tore a gaping and steaming hole into the exposed belly of the now screeching wolf. With rising disgust Orkan watched as each leader came and pressed his face into the steaming mess that was once a fellow wolf's tender belly all the while chanting and then raising their voices in howls at each marking of a leader. Orkan had decided that he'd seen enough and ran as far and as fast as he could, he only ever stopped to drink and catch food to eat. Orkan ran until he found himself on the opposite end of the continent and at the Teekon Wilds