Northstar Vale a chest filled with diamonds and gold

As the stranger easily submitted, Warbone's attention was solely for their newest potential, finding things about this male that he hadn't been able to tell at a distance earlier. For example, the stranger was not black, but soot-grey, like shadows or dark ash, and his scars were not natural. They appeared forged; applied rather than unwillingly given, as they lacked the jaggedness of true scars— an effect resultant of flinching away from the shock of unexpected pain. The intentional scars made him wary, but if Saena had seen fit to bring him into their midst, then he trusted her opinion on the matter.

"Come," he said, giving the submitted wolf a comradely nip on the top of his shoulder. "Get acquainted with the rest of us."

This'll be my last post :) Welcome to DV, Tori! I'll title you now.