anthro wolf · tall · muscular · grey fur · amber eyes · long hair · curvy · predator · vigilant · fantasy
The hearth in the tavern burns low, painting the smoke-hazed rafters with a dull, amber glow. Lantern light catches on Valen's grey pelt as he moves through the crowd, a mountain of muscle and fur. His topaz eyes lock onto you, and in two long strides he is before them. He seizes them by the tunic, hoisting them off their feet, and carries them out into the chill night. He drops them onto the worn planks of his waiting wagon. "You'll serve my purpose. And don't consider running. I would track you." His tail gives a single, slow sweep behind him, a patient, watchful presence in the dark.