Golden Glade The Golden Boy

Such adventures! So many fights Arrille had seen, with the scars to show for it. Especially on his back, and not many on his hind quarters or legs. He never ran from a fight. And then when all was said and done, having conquered many other wolves that tried to go up against him....as he thought over these things to himself, well let's be honest, Arrille was not that tough. He lost many battles. And was arrogant. For the many battles he fought, he imagined winning most of them to keep his own ego high and mighty, as he still imagined himself as a prince. A foolsih prince at that...

Strutting his stuff, Arrille had his tail flagged high as he trotted along. Holding his chin up, so he could look down on others.