Greatwater Lake mad man

@Merrigan, backdated before http://wolf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=22075 so they can get to know each other ^^

The darkness called to him. It lived within him, encompassing every inch of his being, every ounce of his soul. His heart was stained with it's irremovable mark, and so what use would trying to change his ways be? He felt no desire to conform to the standards set by others. He refused to be shoved into a mold. Instead, he embraced every inch of the chaos that danced through his veins and twisted his mind. The very darkness that lived within him called him out on this night.

The obsidian sky was painted with the ethereal rays of the moon, their pearly glow flittering down to the ground in tendrils of ghostly light, illuminating the earth and the water with a bright sheet. The ivory orb that hung in the star splattered sky was a beautiful sight to behold. Both the sun and the moon brought to life certain creatures, and Snake was under the firm belief that wolves were meant to live their lives guided by the light of the moon rather than the rays of the sun.

He weaved back and forth on stilted limbs, walking mindlessly underneath said moon. His eyes were shut, green eyes hidden beneath black lids, a small smile gracing his muzzle. A meaningless tune filtered past his lips, his humming soft and quiet.