A wide river dominates this section of the forest. Romance is in the air, and wolves of all ages come to search for their mate.

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The scars run deep, even now..
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Rune makes his way through the forest, his raven black figure disappearing into the long eerie shadows of trees only to reappear whenever he passed through the small patches of light scattered throughout the thick greenery. His expressionless yellow eyes glinted in the darkness sending the feeling of pure, gut-wrenching terror to anything they caught the eye of, his pelt was covered in battle scars though most where faded and hard to see against his raven colored pelt and he had part of his left ear torn off.

The mysterious male continued on until he got the the edge of the forest, as the light hit him he was able to make out the sound of rushing water in the distance and made his way over to it. Sitting down at the rivers edge he let the wind ruffle his thick fur and loosen any knots that had gathered, looking around he spotted a few wolves but most of them quickly averted there eyes after seeing his piercing yellow gaze and intimidating appearance, he took no notice to them though as he was used to this afterall he had been born into a pack know for its thirst for blood and killer instinct but now he was on his own. Old enough to find a mate he had left his pack hoping to start a new but unfortunately the scars from his vicious upbringing stayed with him and terrified most.

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