Nox

Nox is the supposed founder of Darkpack. He lived to an unknown age, and had an unnamed mate and pack. Nox was never an active part of the roleplay, being part of the story and deceased from the start. Very little is known about him, but his goals live on in Darkpack.

Personality
From what he attempted to do, Nox was a greedy, power-hungery, vicious he-wolf. The beginning of the RP descibes him as evil, ambitious, and cunning. He was smart enough to carry out large plans and to later gather another pack.

Physical Description
Nox had a silver coat, though its pattern and any scars are unknown. His eye color has also never been revealed.

Family & History
Bird is his only known great-granddaughter from the original RWTP, and Kodiak is his only known grandson from the third or fifth RWTP. This makes Luna, River, and Bird his only confirmed descendants from the original, and Kodiak and Akira from the fifth. He and his mate most likely had more pups. It is unknown whether more of his blood flows in the veins of RWTP wolves.

Nox is known for creating his own pack in hopes of destroying the others. He challenged the alpha male for the rank and was defeated. After his defeat, Nox was driven from his pack (unknown), and fled beond the territories. There, he swore his revenge and began building his own pack.

His master plan was for the wolf packs to merge together into one, ruled by him and his mate (unnamed). He never lived to see his goal achieved, but the remnants of this pack(s) returned to the taiga as Darkpack many years after his death.

Battles
Nox probably fought many battles beside his former pack. Most notably, he challenged the alpha male to a fight and lost, leading to him being driven from the pack.

Quotes
(From the first post)

"'T'''he silvery wolf stumbles through the forest. Blood stains the ground underneath him. He is alone and defeated; he has challenged a proud alpha for a role that was not his to play. His eyes glint, ambitious and cunning. The sky is splattered with the color of his wounds by the setting sun. "I'll have my revenge," he croons softly. "One day. Soon..." His pelt slips into the lengthening shadows."''