A crimson leaf falls from the tangled branches of the tree above the sleeping giant adding itself to the pile already accumulated the soft grassy ground around him. Autumn had not come too soon. The sun had lost some of it's force with the passing of summer, now tepid breezes and comfortable temperatures could allow one to sleep wherever for as long as they wanted. The need for shade no longer an issue, Mars found himself content with sleeping the day away. With his belly still full from his last meal the gargantuan wolf was content and comfortable for now..

Blunt talons rip into the earth as the slumbering beast flexes monstrous paws, even in his sleep he massacres. Lavender optics dance back and forth behind their curtains of white, fathomless depths hidden from the world, yet even without them in this supposed peaceful state something seems off, not quite right, as if his very nature seemed to ripple and radiate from his oversized form. Features contort in a momentary soundless snarl, lips pulled back to reveal stained daggers before relaxing into a satisfied grin, his dream hunt successful. Massive jaws even seem to almost subtly grind along each other as the first bite of imaginary flesh is consumed. Mars smiles in the deep recesses of his slumber, magnificent features lighting up in the way they always do whenever he has killed something.>/p>

Muscles relax as the dream passes and lavender eyes cease their dance behind their white curtains as the behemoth sleep cycle reaches its lightest point. The question now… who would be unlucky enough to wake the demon up?