Moonspear New Starts

Harley shrugged at the comment that wolfdogs seemed useful. He knew for a fact that not all wolfdogs were the same, much as wolves.
        "Perhaps not all. My brother was a pretty useless pile of fur."
 When asked about his past, the milky male smiled. He hasn't had a bad upbringing, it just wasn't a place he wanted to live forever.
               "My mom didn't want us, so she came to my dads den to birth us but left directly after. Our aunt nursed us, and my dad took us to an abandoned human farm. He raised us there and taught us how to survive in the wild, but none of my siblings wanted to go anywhere. They preferred a life of safety there, and I wanted to learn about the way my mother lived. Why she didn't want us.