Aklark was a wolf whom faced Tartok when they sought to take over his family's mountain pack. He watched many of his family fall, and fought incredibly well against the wolves he now calls family. It was only Silaluk who could take him down, and he yielded when he knew the battle was lost. He, more feral than most, accepted the transition without a further fight nor legitimate desire to. As he had once been ready to disperse from his natal pack, he no longer saw a reason to, and transitioned well into Tartok's ranks.

Upon learning that Silaluk would be founding her own branch out in the Wilds, Aklark eagerly and devotedly followed. Yet, this southern branch was a fleeting thing, disappearing after only a brief time like a puff of smoke. Aklark returned to Tartok with his faith in their strength and resolve shaken.

Loyalty, however, does not fracture in a day. Years passed. Frustration mounted. Aklark shuffled from branch to branch of Tartok, following those he deemed strong — or rather, stronger than the last. Yet he found only dissapointment and dissatisfaction among Tartok’s ranks.

He disappeared, quiet into the night, never to speak of Tartok. Never to return.