They say that in the night, everything evil comes out, but every once in a while there is light that breaks through the darkness. A moonbeam cast to throw the shadows, to chase off the darkness. There is starlight tonight, only stars shine their tiny pinkpricks down, the shadows thriving in the weak light. Darkness takes over in this moonless night, the sun refusing this time to share his light with his lady. Heartless watches as the breeze throws the tree branches around, his ears moving about to catch the cries of a screech owl, her song warning her victims before she takes them. His white fur is not standing out as it normally would, instead the black, grey and tan enabling him to cover himself from the back, though the light color of his coat would be easy to pick out. Heartless is a well muscled male, but for all his strength he has to sacrifice something for it, and this something is speed. He is not the fastest wolf, though in a fight his adrenaline kicks up and he is able to keep up with the fastest of wolves.

Boldly, he moves into the odd rock formations, quickly finding himself taken with the caverns and the softly trickling waters that seem to have shaped this new place. His white eyes move about in the gloom, taking in his surroundings with a militant efficiency. A short time later, he hears the tell-tale brush of pelt against stone, and the cavern's natural breeze bringing the smell of wolf and dust and female. Interested, Heartless moves toward the female's direction, letting out a short bark so he would only startle her for a moment and announce his presence within the gloom of the caverns. He wags his tail, his posture kept friendly as he comes closer to her. The dark pelt of the female makes her hard to distinguish from the darkness of the cavern, but he finally makes out her form.

"Hello, miss. I am called Heartless, but I assure you, this moniker is quite opposite of my disposition. Forgive me, if I had frightened you." His tones, while deep, are still smooth and kind. He smiles softly, his white eyes staying calm in his greeting, and his lightly colored frame has given him a good contrast to the darkness that would possibly make him difficult to make out in any other pelt color.