- Joined
- Jan 20, 2009
He sat in his den curled into a ball till night fall. Currently he was an alpha of the forest, not just some pack, his massive form was more than enough to dominate even a large pack without much effort. Standing four feet at the shoulder and almost eight feet long his hulking sinewy black form lay curled in a large heap. His body shifted as he lifted his muzzle and yawned his tongue unfurling before pulling it back. From a distance few would ever guess it was a wolf, an actual wolf nothing magical about him. He lay there sniffing the wind occasionally. Mating season was coming soon. He'd need to find a mate.