Duskfire Glacier [j] you know nothing of pain

For all DFG wolves! @Malachi

The warrior had gone long ways since he left his natal pack, he traveled long distances, fought enemies. Bears, cougars, and as usual, his own kind, wolves. However, he also battled with nature's element. The freezing iciness of winter did not bother him, the lack of prey and resources did. A year alone tested his resolve, he was forced to put all his training in use and he thanked his father for the intensive training. New scars were added onto his pelt, a result of choosing the life of a loner. He found no shame in it, however, but took pride in his achievement, he was a fighter after all, this was what he chose to do.

But Raphael now stood at the edge of the borders of a pack, a glacier. How he had end up here, he did not know. He had been traveling as usual, the male had stayed at packs from time to time but he would soon leave their lands, unsatisfied. But he did not regret his decision to leave for life had too much promises and adventures for him to stay, despite the great career he would have in his natal pack. War General. Then perhaps, the second in command, than leader.

Of course the warrior was a respectful distance away, he did not need to have a pack of angry wolves at his heels, not yet. Perhaps Raph would seek shelter here for winter, then leave in spring. Or if this pack showed promise, maybe he would stay. His features were hardened and weathered, his stance neutral though he held himself lower than usual, to show respect.

With that, the Nightstrike tilted his head back and let out a howl, a haunting melody that resonated through the air and announced his presence.