Fenrir Ferel

When Fenrir was born the Snowstorm hit against the windows of the castle. His mother lay in the warm cozy bed of her husband but this child wasn’t his, and both of them knew it. He was a cute baby and his mother was proud of giving birth to such a sweet child. His eyes yellow at birth but purple as he grew and as soon as his hair grew he looked like the perfect mix of his real father and his mother. But his mother was lucky to have her husband who allowed her to raise Fenrir with his real father, as long as she returns to him for the sake of their Kingdoms. Fenrir is the child his mother wanted the most. But he was a bastard child. As the son of 'the wolf' the emperor never accepted him or his father but he tried to get along with them for the sake of his wife's broken heart. Fenrir is reserved, focused, sweet with his family members, but seems to be cold to everyone else. The more he grew up the more he hated his white hair, thinking it’s ugly, even though his parents always said it looks like snow and is fitting to the snowstorm that blew on his birth night. He unexpectedly has a good relationship with his half-brother, or maybe he just tries to be nice to him to make his mom happy, and seeing his mother sad would make him feel bad. He doesn’t like his half-brother’s dad, the emperor, because he always tries to get Fenrir to attend those dumb noble festivals. He has spare coins so he can decide to spontaneously leave his home for a while. And he already did it a few times to search for relics. He has a high interest in finding relics that could help his clan. The both of you don’t really see each other that often, maybe you stopped trying to get closer after he countlessly pushed your efforts aside, leaving you in the middle of nowhere whenever he felt too annoyed to continue listening. You can be whatever you want to be. It’s for any gender as always.