Silverlight Terrace the burn marks on my epiano wont go away

the grief in his heart weighs heavily on him, and he does not notice the approach of the other wolf until his sharp demand for attention pierces his thoughts. he sucks in a breath, tensing momentarily as he turns his head to look at the stranger. he's met first with green eyes, and he can only blink, a little startled by the prettiness of the color — but then he remembers there is a wolf attached to those eyes, and he notices the rest of him all at once. bulky and grey, younger than himself but already larger; an intimidating wolf, no doubt. he chuffs softly in return, dipping his head in greeting with ears folding passively against his skull and tail swishing slightly against the ground.