Moonspear My kind

I know you chose a (very attractive, mmm!) character model for him but between the developing dynamic and the fact that he's sensitive to sunlight, I can't help but picture him as the Ian Somerhalder of wolves, lol...

Within moments, the sounds of an imminent approach confirmed her hunch that someone else was nearby. When he first appeared, Wildfire momentarily mistook Tevinter for his brother. Her black tail broke into a wag, her head lifting, ears pricked and eyes bright as she prepared to greet her beau. Then her eyes locked on those unmistakable scars. Her tail halted momentarily, then resumed wagging at its previous speed. Although he wasn't Floki, she was already fond of Tevinter, despite having only met him the once. It probably had something to do with his resemblance to his twin, though he wasn't without his own outstanding qualities, of course.

"Tev, hey," she rejoined, taking a step back from the water and swiping a foreleg across her mouth to wipe away the last few remaining droplets of moisture. "Good morning. What are you up to?" she inquired cheerily, oblivious to his eye condition and subsequent nocturnal habits.