Duskfire Glacier like the river

The smog was indeed bad but truthfully, Aleks tried to ignore it. He could not cram any more worries into his mind. Every sound already brought with it a panic to the protective male and every bump caused him to look twice. Protective or paranoid?

The chuff made his ears sweep back before standing tall, his head looking over his shoulder at the ivory figure of Siarut. The man he now lived under. How odd to think he had lost his own ruling over an ice empire only to find himself at the lowest of another. He was not bitter towards the man though. Things were what they were.

Hello. He shortly greeted with his deep tones. If this pale wolf was anything like Takiyok, hopefully this would be a enjoyable meeting.