His long silver hair runs down his back like a river of moonlight. He strides through the woodland like he owns it. The scars that mar the right side of his face the only thing taking away from the perfection of his face. His muscles barely restrained by the tight shirt and pants. He hears things in the distance loping through the undergrowth like a beast. He comes to a skidding silent stop just behind where the voices come from.
"Welcome, this is the forest we discussed, the wolves here provide good sport" Says the taller of the two figures
"you'll find the wolves here fight back you fang faced bastard" he says stepping out from the clearing "seems your hearing isnt as strong as you think it is" His body seems to ripple and within seconds a tall wild looking silver furred man wolf stands there. Pointing one clawed hand at the fire haired woman standing to the back he declares in a beastial tone "you may leave i have no wish to harm women. He however will never leave this forrest again"
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