"I never should have left the mountains!"
Durandel is very over protective of his packs territory and will do anything in his will to protect it at all costs. Because of this he seems to get past the facts and anyone with the wits enough could get past him. Though Durandel usually does a fine job protecting his pack.
Durandel at first has had much trouble trusting others outside the pack. With his recent escapades, his shell is beginning to crack. Having a hot head and prideful disposition, doesn't make it much easier. Still his protective instincts kick in and thus far has done a well enough job of helping the others. Even if it isn't voluntary.
Durandel was born in the Vulcan mountains to the Canicus Pack. He had lived in the many volcanoes in the mountains since birth. When the wars started every pack was made an enemy and no other pack member (at least to him.) could be trusted. Durandel fights for his families' protection and of course the whole pack's. But one day, during one of the wars, his father disappeared. From that day forward Durandel has made an oath to take his father's place in the deadly battles.
One day though however, taking a day off from the usual border patrol, Durandel searched for food. Having less than desirable gourmet, Durandel descended the Vulcans to find better prey. Who'da thought he would get caught up with a ragtag group of wolves. What's worse is that trouble seems to follow them where ever they go. From Kamarians, to forest fires, and brainwashed wolves. Never a dull moment, and while border patrol was rather lack luster...he's beginning to miss it.
Now here he is stuck as a damn prisoner with these crazy wolves. What's worse they are captured by an even crazier wolf. If he can escape this prison, then he knows he will never leave the mountains again!