He was born with no teeth.
Just a single fang in the left of his upper jaw.

And so that is what they named him.
Fang.

Fang was a dark grey wolf, with two white crescent markings on either cheek. His eyes were a deep blue and a single fang stuck out from his mouth. It always stuck out, even when the rest of his teeth grew in.

Fang didn't let that stop him, though. He used it to his advantage. When he and his sister became old enough to hunt, he would use that fang to tear into the animal before striking it down.

He was a curious pup, too. He was always exploring, and sometimes went a little off-course on the hunting trips. He was, however, always prepared to get out of any sticky situations.

But he wasn't prepared for this.