Description

Personality

He only speaks when he has to at first, but once he becomes comfortable with his surroundings he talks his mind. He is very opinionated and not swayed to others opinions on any matter. He tends to be a little on the angry side, but at times he can be understanding and sentimental when he wants to be, usually to familiar faces.

History

Drake's father was trained for war. So, being the strongest out of the litter. Drake became a warrior. Training from 3 months to 2 years. All that time, and no wars came, but that was all Drake knew. He had accustomed to the monotonous speech of male wolves and talked badly about females. At one point in his life he loved it.

But there was always something that kept him detached. That was his sister Marrilee. The front that he put on, was for his father in the battle grounds, training, anywhere away from the home den. Drake seemed to wish for that one day where the warriors could go home, after what seemed like weeks of training. He went home to a bounding gray fluff ball which was always Marrilee. She was the only one that he could truly show his intellect to. Other wise, he seemed to be all brawn. But to his sister he was a hero, someone she as well, could tell her secrets too.

It was not long before Marrilee started talking about another boy she had been seeing behind the alphas back. She loved him dearly and it worried Drake. He had to see the alpha everyday when he was in training. He talked a lot about his power and bragged to them about how great his army would be when the time came. Drake knew that he would be furious if he found that something was going on behind his back.

It wasn't long before she announced to him that the boy wasn't from this pack. Now, Drake was frightened. Marrilee never knew about the threats that haunted her pack. He tried so hard to tell her that it was dangerous and she mustn't see him ever again. Well, she had gotten angry at him right away and ran away.

A week went by and Drake came home. When he asked his mother where Marrilee was, she had given him a shocked and hurt look claimed that she hadn't seen her since last week. Great, of course, she had ran of with that boy. It was then that Drake started searching for her. That same day he had found her dead body. Malled and blood, distorted. Drake knew who had done it. It was that boy that she kept seeing and a battle was going to be put into play.

That day he sent word to his family about Marrilee and left. He had no reason to fight. Revenge just made a male crazy. This was his chance to prove that he wasn't crazy. He had no reason to be here anymore and thats all the reason he needed.