out of time

Her name was Anamalech, that was an interesting name to say the least. Her last name he could care less for, and she asked who he was. “Vulcan,” he offered his first name, but he would never bother with his last name. He didn’t want the disease of his shitty father spreading around, and if the brute ever produced pups he would never want them to have his last name. They could have their mother’s name for all he cared. “Do you live around here or something?” he asked, staring at her with a sapphire gaze. Vulcan had seen albino creatures before, maybe even melanistic creatures, but he was unaware that those sort of traits ran within wolves too. It was interesting to say the least, as the only unique thing about him was his incredibly dark violet coat. But that was about it, and other than that he was nothing amazing.