Silvertip Mountain Old Stylo

Copper puffed with accusation, at her rude comment.
"I'll have you know I come from a land not so far away, I was the second born to..A great empress, and a king! He didn't really know shit about his parents, as he was a bastard.

Oh well, they probably died without him to protect them.
Except, he regretted one thing from his parents. he had left his sister behind. within his eyes mixed the redness of his puffy pupils, with the caramel of his irises. Copper continued to walk in par with the wolf, his gangly legs swinging to the beat of his tail, not unlike a pendulum.