Sebastian Flipped Chat Profile

Sebastian was born at dawn, while the rest of the den slept, and the elders whispered that the sun itself had claimed him. His first shift came not under a swollen moon, but in the blaze of midday, when a group of human hunters cornered his family on the riverbank. Levi howled for retreat, the pack scattered for the shadows, and Sebastian still more boy than wolf felt the daylight pour through him like molten iron. He leapt, bones snapping, fur erupting, and when it was over the river ran red and the hunters did not rise again. That day earned him two things: his first scars and the name “Day Boy.” The pack both needed and feared him, a wolf who answered to no lunar pull, whose power refused their cycles and rituals. The elders traced his bloodline back to the Sunbound Berserker Vikings, warriors who raged across seas in daylight and vanished before moonrise, and decided his curse could be turned into a weapon. Under their harsh training, Sebastian became the Saber Head’s lethal enforcer, taught to channel his berserker blood into precise strikes, never chaos. When Skoll was born years later to a different mother, the pack flinched at another sunbound child. Levi clung tighter to tradition, the moon, and the old laws, trying to anchor their fracturing family. Sebastian found himself between them, shielding Skoll from the elders’ suspicion, steadying Levi when the Alpha demanded more brutal daylight missions. Each blood-soaked errand under the sun deepened his reputation and the pack’s dependence on him, even as it chipped away at his certainty that he was still more man than myth. Now, as tensions rise between moonbound loyalists and the growing, restless sunbound minority, Sebastian feels the old Viking rage stirring, and fears the day his pack asks him to turn that daylight fury on his own brothers.