#wolph

I do not know if it is wolf month

So It is wolf month every month

Another Ghosts OC I've never actually drawn until now

His name is Wolph and he was the surrogate father for Rogh (Robin). Wolph was childhood friends with Robin's mother and remained close with her throughout their lives. Robin's mother, who I call Lora, was very free spirited and liked to wander far from the cave to fish. It's during one of these trips that she meets Robin's ACTUAL father; a young man from another tribe who she eventually and secretly falls in love with. Because of her tribe's suspicion and hatred of rival tribes, she couldn't spend any time with him close to the cave. One day, the young man's tribe discovered them and separated them, killing the young man for betraying his tribe. Lora never saw him again. But she had fallen pregnant by him and had no man in her own tribe to claim fatherhood over the unborn baby.

Wolph was Lora's soul confidant, and he stepped up to be the father of the baby. If any questions were asked about the new baby, he would say it was his doing. Their plan worked and the tribe had no suspicion at all.

Wolph was a very gentle, kind and wise man with few words, but any words he did say were helpful. Many in the tribe seemed puzzled by him at times; he cooked meat, collected water and even wore his furs different from the rest. Opting to wear them 'inside out'. The fur would be on the inside, and the skins would be on the outside, essentially making the furs rainproof so he wouldn't be weighed down by the wet fur. Also proving much warmer.

During Rogh's childhood, Wolph taught him many tricks and techniques in building tools, such as using threads of pelt to 'sew', and using birch bark to create pitch to glue spear heads to sticks and to secure furs together. He also taught Rogh how to track animals and recreate certain vocalizations to lure them out to hunt them.

An origin story for Robin focussed on his parents, and how Robin would later go on to say that he 'kept his dad's skin' 😂

Wolph sat, stoking the fire, his eyes gave cheeky glances over to a group of teenage boys haphazardly binding a flint headed spear together, failing miserably. The sharp flint clattering to the cave floor on every attempt as they growled and huffed in defeat. 

Wolph's young son, adopted son, cherished son, approached him, kneeling at his side and watching the boys struggling. After many futile attempts, the boys threw down the uncompleted spear and marched outside. Wolph waited until the boys were out of ear shot and gave a chuckle as he rolled his wrinkling eyes. 

The small boy, only 4 springs old then, rose his gaze to his father. 

"Why make noise through nose for?" He meant chuckling, but he was too young then to know what a chuckle was. 

Wolph placed more sticks onto the mound of embers as he shrugged and leaned down to his son's ear. 

"They think they strong and smart, but they children. Me grown. Me know better way to make spear, they not listen. 

The little boy, Rogh's, eyes widened and he sat down beside his fathers furred boot, wonder and excitement radiated from him. 

"Tell! Tell!" He beamed. 

Wolph gave an exaggerated look of uncertainty and tilted his head to the boy. 

"Dunno. Would you listen?" He asked. 

"Me listen good! Me always listen good!" Rogh practically bounced on his calves, his paws patting at the cave floor, eagerness brimming. 

"... Hmm... Okay" Wolph beamed, groaning as he flung his leather satchel over his shoulder and rose from the ground and held his hand at thigh height for Rogh to hold. The boy leapt from the ground and latched onto Wolph's hand, following him outside the cave and towards the river bank. 

They approached a collective of birch trees and stopped, Wolph pointing to one of them. 

"This tree a tree of Moonah, you tell that by tree's skin. It pale like Moonah. She give us secret material to make spear so no other animal can copy" Wolph explained whimsically. 

Rogh stared up at the tree and gawked. 

"What materol?" He asked, butchering the pronunciation of 'material'.

"From tree skin. We peel it off" Wolph demonstrated and picked at the tree with his nails until he pulled a long strip away from the trunk. 

"Why you watch? Go on, pull tree skin" Wolph prompted, enthusiasm bubbling in his voice as he began peeling another strip. 

After a while, the duo had gathered a bountiful amount of birch bark from multiple of the trees, filling the satchel completely. Rogh wiped his sweaty forehead and looked up at Wolph in questioning. He flung the satchel back over his shoulder and took Rogh's hand again. 

"Now for important bit" Wolph whispered with excitement. 

As they returned to the cave, Wolph slid the satchel off his shoulder and crouched opposite the fire, using his rough hands to dig a shallow hole in the earthy ground. Rogh sat beside him and watched. Wolph pushed the crumbled earth aside and brought the satchel between them. 

"Now we turn tree skin into small rolls, watch" Wolph explained, as he plucked a strip of bark and rolled it up into a tight cylinder. 

Rogh followed suit and copied his father, rolling the bark into the cylinders. They repeated the process thoroughly until each strip had been reduced to the tightly rolled cylinders. Wolph picked up a hand sized rock from the fire pit before them and placed it into the freshly dug hole. 

"This will catch Moonah's secret material, once we make it" Wolph mused, nudging Rogh's shoulder to hype him up. 

The boy smiled brightly and watched as Wolph began placing the birch cylinders atop the rock, packed together. 

"Now we push earth down big hard, big tight, so no air get to tree skin" Wolph explained as he began to push the dirt from the dug hole towards the cylinders, packing it tightly down around the cylinders, their jagged tops barely visible. Wolph placed a series of rocks around the mound to form a small cave over them. 

"Now for magic..." Wolph said, raising his brow. Rogh watched as Wolph leaned over the cylinders and pulled a stick from the fire pit. The smoldering end glowed and fragments of ash fell gracefully as Wolph inserted the stick inside the cylinder's cave, laying it down and watching the smoke rise from the bark. 

Wolph scooted back and beckoned Rogh to come closer to watch. The boy crawled along the floor and sat by wolph's knees, leaning in to see the magic. The cylinders smoked and began to smolder, the smoke making Rogh's eyes sting as he recoiled away from it. 

"Fire will give us Moonah's special material. Now we wait. It take big long time, but when it done, me show you" Wolph explained. 

Hours had passed, Wolph's eyes never left the small cylinder cave, he tended the flame within and rearranged the rocks as he thought necessary. Rogh rubbed his eyes and began to feel tired, a series of not so discreet yawns fell from his jaws as the fire crackled before them. 

"Rogh. Time for sleep" Lora called from the left towards the back of the cave. Rogh felt reluctant to leave the experiment in case he missed anything, but he couldn't deny that he could've dropped off into the land of dreams at any second. Wolph patted Rogh's shoulder and gestured for him to return to his mother, to which Rogh agreed in disappointment. 

The boy plodded grogily over to his mother who lead him to another section of the cave, hidden from the entrance. Their cave back then, was bigger, it had sections and passages to crawl through. Chambers for children to nest in and perches for warriors to sit and watch for danger. 

Lora lead Rogh by hand to a small chamber lit by a tiny fire, a mound of furs and pelts lie tucked into a crevice by the wall. Lora sat upon a rock beside the mound and pulled Rogh closer, she had to keep a tight grip on him; this was his least favourite time of day, after all. 

Rogh whined and grimaced as Lora's fingers raked through his wild hair, detangling knots and brushing away pieces of grass and dirt from it. 

"Rogh always make big fuss, grooming is important" His mother scolded as she patted down his now 'clean' hair. 

Finally, Lora released him as he jolted away from her as though she had dropped a hot stone down the back of his furs. He jutted his jaw full of jagged milk teeth and huffed, stepping onto the mound of furs until he felt his foot land on something solid. 

"Ah! Big idiot, get off!" A girl's voice barked. A hand emerged from underneath the furs and shoved Rogh in the leg, causing him to fall onto his face. His sister, Riva, three years his senior, poked her head out from underneath the pelts, annoyance flashed on her sleepy face. 

"I not see you under furs!" Rogh combatted rubbing his cheek. 

"Have check before, big idiot!" Riva spat. 

Lora intervened and rose her voice. 

"Enough! Children big tired, children sleep or no mammoth tongue tomorrow!" 

Riva and Rogh quickly stopped their squabbling and edged deeper under the pelts, their brows arching in concern. Lora kneeled and bumped her knuckles against their brows tenderly, lifting the pelts to expose her eldest son, Shul, already fast asleep, touching his brow also before covering him once more. 

Lora gave her children a warm smile before leaving their tiny 'room' in the cave. She bent forward and made her way through the tight channel in the cave back towards the fire pit, Wolph still tended the fires. 

She approached him and sat at his side, intertwining her arm around his. 

"You teach Moonah's secret to Rogh?" She asked, her eyes gazing into the flames. 

"Yes. He big excited to see it. Others make spear all wrong, me know best way" He boasted playfully. Lora huffed, a smile on her lips. 

"Me know, what make me think you big smart when we children" Lora admitted, nudging him softly in the rib. Wolph chuckled and nudged her back softly. 

"What? It big good, better than idiots who use skin to tie rock to stick" He prided himself. 

"If Wolph say so... "Lora snided with a cheeky grin. 

Later, while the tribe slept, Rogh felt a jabbing in his back. As he cracked his eyes open, he could just about recognize his father's face. 

"Come. Moonah material ready" Wolph whispered, beckoning Rogh to follow as he bent down to leave the small sleeping chamber. 

Rogh remembered then, their experiment and beamed an excited toothy grin. He carefully crawled out from the furs, being careful not to stand on his sister again and quietly made his way through the narrow space. Wolph reclined back onto his rock and Rogh's eyes landed immediately onto the smoking mound of rock and ash at Wolph's boots. 

Using a stick, Wolph brushed away the remnants of the materials needed to feed the flames and flicked away some surviving embers of the birch bark. 

"Watch, this the important bit" Wolph whispered, being careful not to wake up the sleeping adults. The rock beneath the birch bark was now coated in a thick, black substance. It glistened as the reflections of the fire pit hit it, like the water from the river. 

Wolph used a sharpened stone to scrape up the material. With his free hand, he produced a spear stick, the end of it had been hollowed out, a clear 2 inch space. 

Wolph scraped the stone against the hollowed out stick and prodded the strange black substance down to the bottom of the empty space. He filled it halfway to the brim, then picked up a spear head, complete with its sharp point, but the bottom of it hadn't been smashed off. It looked more like an arrow head than a spear head. Rogh grew confused and watched on as Wolph inserted the spear head down into the hollowed out stick. 

The black substance oozed out of the top slightly as the flint fit perfectly into the space; it seemed there was a purpose for that strange section of the flint that didn't belong on the bottom of a spear head at all. 

Wolph thrusted the new spear forward as a demonstration, and the flint didn't budge. 

"And that how you REALLY make good spear. Once Moonah's material dry, it go solid as rock, it never come off" Wolph announced quietly, holding back his excitement for the sake of the sleeping tribe. 

Rogh gawked at the spear in awe. 

"Real?" Rogh asked, looking at his father as though he were a demigod. 

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