Whitefish River graphite

Rabbits in disguise sounds like a fun sort of pack, until one of the wolves gets hungry. Deimos thinks this is a quirky kind of idea, and stows away a smile as he pads after Evergreen. 

Being a lone wolf for so long, Deimos can’t help but feel his shoulders lighten. Like a weight had been lifted. Maybe here is where he will start his new adventure; his eyes certainly are bright with hope while he’s shown around his new home.