Nightmares: The ability to use your worst fears and nightmares against you to render you immobile

Elenchus: Ability to distinguish lie from truth, also known as truth-seeking


Born in a litter of five, Skol had always felt like an outsider. He had no interest in play fighting, held no excitement for hunting and certainly had no interest in females. He felt like an outsider even to himself. He would often retreat inside his own mind, to an ability that terrified his dreams. Before he gained control and an understanding of his ability, he lived in eternal darkness. "Demons" shadowed his every move and he visited Hell every night in his dreams. He would often awake crying in the night until his own siblings cast him from the den to sleep alone. And then, the nightmares grew worse. They whispered to him, dark things that made him question the right and wrong of the world. Who was he? Who was he supposed to be? What was he supposed to do? Neither of his parents knew how to help him. His ability was rare, given to one every thousand. And with no one alive today who held the same power, there was no one to help him. 

So he tried to focus his attentions away from his own mind. His parents were Alphas of a strong Northern Pack and he tried to live a normal life. He went on hunts, he tried to test his strength against others in the pack and even attempted to court a female he found a slight attraction to. But no matter what he did, his nights were filled with terrors. And then, one night, his demons showed him the truth of his abilities. He watched as his demons attacked his own family, slipped into their minds as they slept and attacked them from their own minds. One by one, his family died of terror in their sleep; their nightmares so real their heart's stopped. Skol did the only thing he could think of; he ran. 

He wandered for nearly a year, constantly going without sleep until exhaustion drove him into a darkness without dreams. He tried to harness the ability he'd been cursed with. First, he had to figure out how to use it before trying to keep enough grip on it to only affect the one he was targeting. He used it on small prey first, getting the hang of how it felt to control it and how to keep it from going out of control. Slowly, very slowly, he began to spread it outwards to larger prey, or even other wolves. He began to fear it less, giving him far more control of it as he did so. By the time he reached two years old, he discovered he had yet another ability; to tell who was lying to him. It was a simple thing, to destroy the mind of any wolf who dared lie to him. And yet, he still struggled with his demons. They whispered to him, made him do vile things, and he still struggled with his identity. He had the blood of the Virtues, the glowing Mark of the God of Light on his chest and yet, he easily bowed to the darkness of his ability. He craved the carnal desires that came from holding such power over others. 

A year later, he's returned to his homelands. Not as a need, simply as a passing thought. His family lands are empty and for awhile, he had simply assumed the death of his family had been all a Nightmare. He just wants to forget the past and discover who he really is. 

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