Moonlight and roses

we are supposed ot just skip past the other charrie

Sitri heard the chuff and looked towards violet eyes and dark pelt he stood in the shadows watching and waiting trying to decide if he wanted company today. He wasn't sure if he did or not, he had some bad memories sticking in his craw. And bad memories usually made him a little cranky. The voices whispered across the open space in his thoughts meet meet, wolf wolf

he looked around one more time and then stepped into the moonlight. Broad shoulders and hefty paws first with red eyes gleaming and the scars crisscrossing his face and tattered ears catching the moonlight. Followed by the rest of his bulk and the scars that took up his tail and his back and he stood staring at the female.

He felt as if all his emotions were raw and out for all to see. As if he was laid bare to the bone and one could see everything that made up what was a wolf named Sitri.