Draco sprang onto the vole he had been following, he missed it unfortunately, and he sighed, he decided to head down to the river, he was getting thirsty.
(Ill think about it, ill start Role playing now, its not something i've done before, so sorry if i mess up :P)
Draco silently prowled through snow, it was frigid, but he was hungry, and he had sighted a vole.
Name: Draco.
Age: 1.
Gender: Male.
Pack: None.
Rank: None.
Mate: None.
Pups: None.
History: Draco was born in a pack, but was taken away and raised as a loner when he was born, he grew up finding the best ways to hunt, and never turned his back on any wolves, always helping others.
Personality...