Moonspear They gave you no bills

For anyone who'd like to meet the newb <3

His nerves had quelled substantially since his acceptance, his growing acquaintance with Floki and the speckled white brute having kept his paws tied to the mountainside ever since. He was quiet, well-spoken; ambition was not something he wished to persue now, though to say he never would might so happen to be an empty promise. For now, though, he'd concentrate on familiarising himself with his newly welcomed comrades.

The ledge he sat posted on was one with a wide view across a land clutched in the very forefront of winters' grip. It was as if some ghostly, ethereal spirit had blessed the vale with its own icy blanket, beautiful yet oddly surreal. It was yet another foreshadowing of the chill, something beyond the power of him and the mountain wolves to prevent yet that would aid them in ways Aurelius never thought possible. With a light huff, he watched as his breath turned a misty grey and he set himself on his haunches, molten orbs alight with interest and of mild pride.