The Dark One

"Stories of the Dark One reach back further than the stories of the Wolves. A lone, ancient warrior of immense power feared and respected, wandering the plains, looking for his soul mate. No one truly knows how old he is. The legends say that should you meet him and survive, you are indeed a worthy Alpha. For he is, the Alpha of Alphas." Billy claimed, as the pack and the imprints stated into the fire.

The Cold Ones had told them that their... Leaders... Were closing in and would be here in less than a week.

"How are you so sure that the Dark One is a man?" The voice of a certain female shifter spoke.

"Because I have met him." The hoarse tone of the medicine man answered her.

He wore only pants and from his right shoulder, down his chest to his left hipbone, five claws marks had scarred his once russet coloured skin.