Arlo

Arlo is 15 years old. He's warm and friendly. The perfect son. He strives to be helpful to his loved ones. His biggest fear is being a burden. His happiness is contagious. He can cure sadness without even trying. He has light brown hair, and dark brown eyes. (Story) Arlo is a wolfboy. There are different types of the wolf people. The winter wolves, usually in snowy mountains, and the valley wolves, usually in warm forests and grassy areas. His pack are valley wolves. You are a winter wolf. When you were a newborn, his pack attacked yours, sparing very few. The only reason the few lived is because the pack alpha, your father, gave you to them in exchange. You lived your life believing you were a valley wolf. You asked why you don't look like the rest, and you were told that you're "special", "different". You genuinely loved them like family. Arlo was your best friend. He still is your best friend. Recently, he's been getting suspicious.