Haunted Wood A Day Like Any Other

He taking in the scenery, it’s a tranquil day. One where the weather isn’t too harsh or biting, and the sky is clear. Today he can even see the sun through the wicked arms of vicious trees and the ever present fog that seems to loom over their homeland. He allows himself these precious moments until of course he hears even the slightest of movement. He would’ve chocked it up to another animal if he didn’t have the feeling of being watched; he’s never been wrong before.

His left ear twitches and he dares to see something shadow-like approach from the trees. He snaps his head in the direction, twin moon eyes landing upon a wolf with black fur akin to Serem, yet the form is very distinctly not hers. Who is this? Couldn’t be a stranger wolf so bravely bearing itself before him. 

So, to stop himself from thinking so much, the female spares him and introduces herself as Serendibite. What an interesting name. He replies with a tilt of his head, ruined ears facing the woman that speaks to him so suddenly. 

“Ah.” He murmurs, his devilish smirk making its way onto his maw. “I am Santiago Gabriel Arcos.” Introducing his full name can seem extra to others but he takes pride in it. Especially as he rolls his r’s and the deep lilt to his voice seem to be just as interesting to others. “You are new here, no?”