Description:

He mirrored his GrandFathers, Sha, build almost perfectly, perhaps only faultered by his Mothers looks after Kes. Just a resemblanence that only the greatest of wolven eyes could see along his facial features. Hundsome, of course. A creamy tan dominated his form, constand throughout, and only darkened slightly by a tint of chocolate along his spine and upper sides. It was there, many would know he was a spawn of Killian. A blotch of ivory would take over each his front right paw.

Attitude:

Rude, oh how rude he is. He is always pushing his other siblings and pack members around. Yet, no one will touch him while his Mother is there, hovering over him and trying to teach him to be kind. He gets a few lessons from each of his Uncles though, about how he needs to change, and the lessons are not that much fun. Getting in trouble is something he is very good at, no matter how old he is. This male was the second to try and leave the den, no matter how many times he was told not to, he kept on trying.

Powers / Abilities:

Downcast Shifting, Resurrection (thus his name, Bloody Fields).