Silvertip Mountain chainsaw

all welcome for all STM members :D

It had been about a day since his acceptance into Silvertip Mountain and the adopted Greek was more than eager to go meet a few packmates; he had been a loner way too long and he craved the company of his own kind. It wasn't like his foster brother or father were boring but it was just the two of them and he wanted to be part of a pack, where he could be more than a young son or a big brother. Don't get him wrong, he loved them very much but he wanted some excitement and he wasn't going to get it by taking care of Alexander and Halt until they either left or die. The blue-eyed wolf was sure his destiny had more to it than that.

Following a scent trail, Will padded silently through the woods, muscles rippling underneath a sleek ebony coat and bright cobalt blue eyes as alert as ever. He slunk through the shadows unseen and utterly silent, paws sinking into the snow. It wasn't bright in the forest today as the sun had been seemingly blocked out by thick gray clouds. It's going to rain soon, Will thought to himself as he casually walked through the packlands, genuinely hoping to meet someone interesting.