Ravensblood Forest black hole in the sky

It was with sure step that the bulky man-child walked forth from his territory borders. His steel gray eyes hinted at the intelligence that lay beneath them and the mask that covered them, or in a way cradled them cutting a dark contrast to his silken tawny fur. he held his head high and his large shoulders that would not quite boast his father's height, but perhaps their girth. He traveled his stocky body taking up more room than it should, though his overly large ears and large paws still hinting at the youthful air that beat beneath his breast.

As he walked he thought of different ways to earn his trades, thus far he had not had the chance to do any of them, but not for want to trying. He wished to focus on gamekeeper more than anything at the present time, due to the fact that winter nipped at their heels and was almost fully upon them.

He stopped in his tracks when he came upon another wolf, white as the foam that frothed among the sea and he studied him. He did not call out to him or anything just merely watched. Though he did chuff in kind to let the brute know he was standing near. He held himself stiff and straight for he wished to make his father proud and by not showing fear he believe he would do so. Not to say he was fearful, not much scared him as of yet. He had the reckless abandon that all youths have, that some never lost.