Broken Antler Fen walking on glass

The wolf who greeted him was a creamy color with vibrant eyes, though the latter didn't match. He had come across that before, or he would have been more curious about it. A strange defect, but nothing to be worried about, and Kaertok certainly wasn't superstitious about such things. She arrived with confidence and made no effort to hide her gaze on him.

I wish to know about your pack in the interest of joining it, he replied. My name is Kaertok Tartok.