Actually, there were other hounds with that name under Ulster. Culann was the name given to the brave hounds who guarded the estate.
Those beasts were really something.
They were so badass that, for a moment, I got serious and killed one.
Normally, I wouldn’t have killed the hound, and the hound wouldn’t have attacked me.
Still, what’s past is past. We met and fought to the death. I came out on top.
We fought each other with everything we had, so I don’t regret it. I just wanted to give my respect to a powerful foe.
It’s not every day you meet a one-dog army!
That’s how I came to raise his children. I was the second Hound of Culann.
I’d raise them to be even tougher watchdogs than their dad…
Before I knew it, it had become my new name.
I was the beast that howled at the sight of enemies and tore out their throats.
A beast worthy to be called Culann’s hound, they said.