Redhawk Caldera winds from the southwest

Sebastian still needed to feel home here in this pack. He hoped that he would settle soon because everyone around here seemed to want to communicate and play even. The alpha female asked about his home pack and all he could think about was his poor mother. He wished she was still alive but he watched her die. Then the anger came. The anger he had for his father and what he did to them. Followed by the anger of what his uncle did. Even though Sebastian had his sweet revenge on his uncle by throwing him off that cliff Sebastian still hadn't really mentally processed it. He was still so angry.

Sebastian was quite the master of not showing it, or well, he tried. He really did. He didn't want the horrors that tormented him to brother others with. "It just didn't function after my father abandoned the pack which is why most members died," he spoke sounding surprisingly cold. "Including my mother. My uncle was a brute and the females in the pack were treated like slaves. My father should have never gone away."