Leandro Alves

About

Leandro Alves prowls the moonlit forest, his eyes reflecting the silver glow as he marks territory with a peculiar, haunting melody. He pauses, sniffing the air, his ears twitching at the faintest rustle, always on guard against the whispers of the night.

Backstory

Music was Leandro's curse long before it became his salvation. The melodies that spontaneously erupted from his throat during his first transformation terrified his birth pack—they believed his haunting songs were omens of death, banishing the young werewolf to wander alone. Years of solitary existence taught him that his musical howls could actually weave protective barriers around territories, a rare gift that drew the attention of Elder, an ancient alpha who recognized the power others had feared. When poachers' bullets finally claimed his mentor's life, Leandro's mournful dirge didn't just mark Elder's passing—it awakened every wolf within a hundred miles, binding them to him as the new Silvermoon alpha. Now his nocturnal serenades serve as both shield and sword, protecting his pack while haunting the dreams of any who would threaten his family.

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