Name: Yukon Wolfe Silvermoon

Age: 4 years

Breed: Eurasian Wolf

Relation To Balto:  Read about him on Wikipedia once

Personality: Serious most always, easily annoyed by anyone that is pulling pranks or getting on his nerves, except younger wolves and pups, being that he understands that they don't know any better. He didn't really have much of a childhood himself, so he believes that pups should live life to the fullest before they have to grow up and take on the responsibility of holding down a pack's role. He takes the hierarchy of the pack seriously. Although he seems to be some hardened drill sergeant, he's not exactly meaning to. He cannot help himself, being that he knows that a bad descision could be the death of him or his brothers and sisters.

Likes:His siblings even though Denali is a nutcase sometimes, the wilderness, being with his brother, and basically everything to be in order. He can't stand to let things get outta hand and when they do, he pins them down with an iron fist and forces it to be right again. He likes having the authority of a beta, but respects the alpha position utmostly. But the one thing that breaks Yukon from his attitude is puppies. He completely changes his disposition once puppies are brought into the mix.

Dislikes:Humans, hunters, dogs, liars, backstabbers, town. Yukon hates civilization. That's where everything started to go wrong, when the humans began to make settlements around Wolvensong. The pack disbanned after many of its members were taken down, including Aniu, his parents, and many other key players of the pack. He is very untrusting of humans, and once that human has a gun in hand, he almost has to be held back from them. Though he does have common sense, and would never attack a human, no one can be really sure.

Background: The Silvermoon pups were born on a warm spring day in March. As they roamed the wilderness and grew up, they developed distinct personalities. Yukon took to the "leader of the pack" of the litter, and no one really wanted to mess with him. It wasn't because he was being mean, it was because he was protective of his siblings and that he loved them. As time went on, they grew and they grew, but the pack was constantly shifting their territory western as the humans began settling in the more remote areas of Alaska. They never really had a childhood, and Yukon was forced to grow up fast, taking on the role of a hunter at under a year and a half. But as time progressed, things got worse, until one day when the pack was pushed as far as they could go. Still the unknowing humans pressed on until they met in a horrible turn of events. Many key wolves to the pack disappeared or were killed, including the alpha female and the betas. The alpha male disappeared, never to be heard from again. The pack was never able to regroup, and as Yukon's father lay dying, he requested his son to take care of Denali, Zion, Alpine, and Haven. To this day, Yukon and Denali are seen mostly together, being that all this care has brought them close over so many years. Though, one day in his past, he was captured by humans and taken into a facility where he was studied and set into an enclosure with other wolves. He would later escape this facility to be reunited with his family.

Mate: 

Crush: None

Siblings: Dante, Alpine, Haven, Denali

Pups:

As a beta of the Unalaq, Yukon is very protective of the ones he loves.More than likely,when he's your leader,in almost all circumstances,you'll come out alive.He's had some leadership skills in packs including holding the alpha male position numerous times.He has an adopted son,Kevin,who closely resembles Yukon.

Even though he rarely ever uses it,he can communicate mentally.He keeps it disclosed though unless he really thinks it's nessecary.

Voice: Well, me, of course.