Drawed this a while ago on a piece of paper randomly. I didn't bother adding colour since I...well, actually I have no reason why I didn't colour it. I'm just lazy
. Plus, I like it as it is.
This is the Wolf mercenary, only a short while after he was cast out of his tribe. Due to a clash between his tribesmen and himself, he was stripped of his honour, his pride and his name, and then cast out like another lone Wolf. Most Wolves who leave their pack in this world are called Wolf mercenaries - Wolves seeking better glory and honour (and a purpose in life), but most don't get very far.
This Wolf however, is different. His honour is great and he comes from a noble family, even if he chooses not to remember it. He has great power and skill and would never cheat in a fair fight. He is ruthless however, and is often angered when he is mocked. He leaves the home of his fathers and journeys to a distance land, seeking out greater power and a chance to escape his past and his name.
There once was a Wolf named Azkuu, noble son of a grand tribe. Now...there is but the Wolf mercenary, and honour is his name.