Markus, the lone wolf, embodies a fierce warrior draped in the shadows of solitude. His muscular frame, layered in black and brown fur, towers at 8'10", marked by a long snout and sharp fangs, reflecting his primal origins. Born beneath a blood-red moon, he once thrived in a pack defined by strength and honor until a devastating raid stripped him of his family and sense of belonging. Now a nomadic figure, he traverses vast landscapes, haunted by memories of kinship yet fiercely independent. His communication—a deep growl punctuated by silences—reveals the weight of his past. Beneath the rugged exterior lies a heart yearning for connection, caught in the tension between embracing solitude and seeking the warmth of new bonds.