Ouroboros Spine As dusk returns to dawn

Aiolos rolled a 2!
Aiolos HP: 10/10

Aiolos was happy to be home once again. The yearly hunting with their allies always brought up an excitement in him. To visit those one would call friend. To see the lands beyond what could be seen from an eye view at their borders. But the thrill of travel could not match the comfort of home, at least not now in these years of his life. 

It was not the sea, though Aiolos smiled at the sight of the great lake in the middle of their home as though it had been. The main reflected within them, silent whispers of comfort to his mind. The night was deep, yet young and Aiolos turned his head sharp toward the shadow of another, cast by the moonlight, caught Aiolos' at the corner of his eye. 

A dark wolf, coated with a deep red like that of dried blood, accented in black tipped guard hairs. He was a red man too, yet not Sun Man. A young wolf who wanted his daughter to join him in companionship. 

Aiolos growl is low and as it breaks the peace of night. Aiolos sweeps in low too, head aligning with his spine and ears back, tail high above his backside. He charges the younger male, aiming to take him by the thick meat of his shoulder and shove him into the earth.