Joaquin

Joaquin was born and raised in the Carcass clan, his parents were two avarage, but proud Toskal parents. His love for hunting came from his father who was a rugged individual covered in scars and had many stories to tell. His mother was the less serious of the two, she taught her son how to have a good time and how to tell good stories with enthusiasm and expression.They were a happy and inseparable family... until his fathers passing. He remembers it well, it was a failed hunting trip, there was a lot of commotion in the tribe that night, screaming for the medicine woman as his fathers pack returned. Joaquin rubbed his sleepy eyes as he followed his mother out of the hut only to see her with her hands clasped over her mouth, when he looked to where she was looking he would see his father being rushed to the medicine hut.
Later he learned that his father wasn't able to make it through the night... the family was devastated, and it was only a short few months before the young alpha was to set out on his rite. That day Joaquin made a vow to his recently deceased father that he would become the greatest hunter this tribe would ever know.

And so he did.

Joaquin set out on his rite much to his mothers dismay, she was still recovering from the loss of her mate and wasn't ready to loose her son just yet, he promised her that he would return with many glorious stories and that she would be proud. He would be the best hunter the tribe would ever know, just like his father.
He would stay true to that promise. For her sake. For his fathers sake.