<Btw still in flashback>
When I woke up, I was in the middle of nowhere. Well..., in the woods to be precise.
'Where's Mama and Papa?!' I thought panicking.
But, I was ditched.

I was alone for 2 years so far. I travel by myself, hunt for myself, and survive by myself. I'm a lone wolf. A Fallen.
I later on learn I was born with a birth defect. My front left leg wasn't born right. It was in a weird angle, different than other wolves. I can't run as fast as the other wolves. So I was treated badly.
All wolves with birth defects are useless to packs. When they are born, they have to be left out in the wild to die. That is the rules. And if the parents tries to hide them, they die along with them. That is the rules. The cruel rules.
But it's not my fault I'm born this way. It's just who I am.
But it's those rules, the rules that took away my parents. Forever.
I'll live for them. I will not die. This is my very fate on this planet.
So I trained. I trained myself to have strong senses. Abilities normal wolves can never achieve. And I will join a pack soon. I don't care what they think of me. I'm doing this for Mother and Father.
And when I was strong enough. I searched for a pack that would accept me.
And I was accepted.
I'm a wolf of the Crimson Twilight Wolf Pack.