No longer a pleasant individual in the least, Aronus wandered about for months truly believing he was a monster. Of course, in his roundabout way, Kobal informed the stubborn wolf that he was not a monster per say, but he was different. Aronus had grown cold and grumpy, though he was still the clumsy and playful pup beneath it all. Alone with his inner demon, Aro wandered for almost five full year before stumbling on the pack so called Daemon [I]ntra and it was with them that he learned of his true nature. At this point though he was almost too far gone to be brought back to his old self.
When at last the gray male came to understand that he was not a freak, or a monster but rather a different breed entirely Aro lost a good part of his angry and hateful shell. Granted, he is still grumpy and highly volatile but no longer does he have the wish to simply tear at everything he lays eyes on. Rather, now Aro internally wishes to make amends with his past and move on. In fact the male secretly wants to be as open and happy as he once was, but he truly can't remember how it felt to be so carefree and trusting. Nor what it felt to be truly happy.
Of course, Kobal would always whisper to him that the "happy" fools were never truly happy. It was just a facade, a mask, and he was falling for the masquerade. But after this year of traveling with this pack Aronus has come to learn that none of his kind are evil or always bitter in the way he is, and he's coming to realize he does not have to be a spiteful creature all the time. Yet through all of his trying the various run-ins with his packmates just seem to leave him confused, irritated and frustrated both with himself and them for their lack of communication abilities. The guy is trying hard to change his ways, but after so long of being an unmoved stone Aro might find he can't change his heart.
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