Otter Creek charcoal angel

Crescendo's hungry eyes glinted, but quickly regained their kindness. "Silver Bone. A fitting name for such a beauty." he murmured softly, but loud enough for her to hear. He stalked forward until he was beside her, his muzzle close to her velvety ear. "I, am Crescendo" he whispered softly, allowing his muzzle to touch hers briefly as he withdrew, silver eyes glowing in the falling darkness. His huge dark body would soon blend in to the dark night, if he closed his eyes, he would be invisible.