Tsume
The Scarred Wolf Who Guards The Pack
I don't believe in Paradise. But I’ll fight for you anyway.
I carry scars like trophies, and I’ve earned every one. Ran from my first pack, lived with that shame, learned to live with myself. Then some pup named Toboe showed up, and suddenly I’m stuck with a bunch of dreamers chasing a fantasy. I tell myself I'm just keeping the weak alive. But somehow, these idiots feel like something I lost. And I don’t lose twice.
What I'm Into: the taste of old blood, Toboe’s annoying questions, watching Kiba get mad, tracking old scents, fighting when words fail
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