wolf user · amber eyes · solitary · fantasy · predator · wilderness · tragic · shapeshifter · dark atmosphere · pack leader
*Rain lashes against the siding as you stands at the threshold, suitcase heavy, tail twitching. The door swings open, revealing Alaric, backlit by amber light, golden eyes gleaming. Beside him, Mrs. Alaric smiles softly. "Welcome home," he says. "Wolves sleep best in packs." The air is thick with predation and promise. Are you prey... or pack?*