New character I conjured up whilst practising ferals today. :3 Decided to turn all my sketches into him. X3

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Meet Zeke, a person who managed to turn extreme bad luck into glorious fortitude.
Zeke used to be a popular and well-known anthro wolf, always mingling in the crowd and the center of attention. His favorite hobby was to go down to the local club and start chatting up people (particularly the ladies). Being a regular Casanova, he'd often invite them back around his house to indulge in the occasional one-night-stand. However, he also loved to show his dates, friends and even loved ones just how deeply he cared for them. Zeke was known for his almost obsessive need to gulp everyone up, and how he reveled in it.
One night however, he picked up a peculiar date from the club, and business proceeded as normal. Yet, as Zeke proceeded to do things as he always did, he noticed the girl wanted more. She wanted a connection, a relationship, in short: everything Zeke wouldn't have. He denied her, and she rose to face him, anger in her eyes.
Revealing herself to be a magic-user, she scowled at him. She cursed Zeke into a feral form, giving him a poisoned and plagued look to match his poisonous habits and lifestyle. Shocked and in disbelief, Zeke fled, cursed with his corrupted form and never-ending hunger.

He roamed the streets and cities for a while, trying to find a purpose or a means to lift the curse, but he couldn't find any means to do so. In the end, he gave in to the curse, and proceeded to swallow down even more people than he used to. At one point, he stumbled into a club, ravenous and out for meals. The bouncers and staff threatened to put him down, but a wolf came out of the crowd and told them he'd take care of the situation.
They went outside, and the wolf, Daze, offered to provide him with food and shelter, in exchange for Zeke learning to control his maddening craving. After a few months, Zeke learned to gain control over the curse, and has been acting as Daze's friend and guard wolf ever since. he enjoys his new life and often accompanies his friend to the clubs, chatting up the locals and often grabbing a meal or two.
Over time, Daze consulted Akela as to the origins of Zeke's current predicament. But the news was grim; whoever had cursed Zeke had perished some time ago now, and thus any hope of restoring him had died along with her. When Daze inquired upon the matter further, Akela wouldn't have it.

Insistent, Daze could only wrestle loose a name from the Guardian: Narasha.
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Zeke/art © moi