Sun Mote Copse Feed the nightmare heart until you dream no more

Anyone with eyes could see that the Hinterlands were an utter wasteland when it came to meeting new faces and, as the party king of the wolf world, that was not a-ok with Koji. He needed drama, flare, a bit of spice in his life if you know what I’m saying. But above all else he needed a god damn social life and it didn’t look like he was going to get that anytime soon if he stayed here. So at Chusi’s less than promising howl, Koji scooped himself up and quickly descended upon the scene.

He was apparently the first to arrive, which was a bit surprising to the charcoal male, especially since he had been resting on the fringes of the territory when the call had went up. “Hey” he offered as a casual greeting, head swinging from side to side to try and spot if anyone else was going to show up.