Discovery

Water droplets clung to the dark muzzle of the massive wolf, rolling down to his blue lips and over his thick teeth every time they lifted to welcome them. Piercing blue eyes were nearly in full bloom, his pupils reduced to small pins in the center of his dual-tone gaze to leave his eyes reflective of the world in vivid, bright color. It was a captivating focal point of his otherwise dark demeanor, only a light silver gracing the black tones of his coat in some cases in the same manner as a silver-back gorilla. He took the world on with eyes that nearly always leaked tales of wanting, as hunger and desire both coursed strong through the beast's veins. He was born with a thirst, conquest in his heart as it were for most of the males in his strong lineage; it was something inescapable and utterly compelling.

Dominicus thrived on it.

Tales of rough wolves having survived in the southern continent of Auster had come whispering to him in passing, his mother herself had told him that she believed some to even be of the Praetor family name. A new craving to make a claim of this thriving new continent had hit him hard, but like most young men outside of an allegiance.. he would have to start this path to glory all on his own. He loathed the thought of being alone, in all honesty. He found entertainment in the presence of others, even if only for the study of them at times. 

Though his skeleton was unquestionably wide, the muscles that tightly clung to it were still lean in his youth. Though athletic, his build was still developing and could almost be described as lanky compared to the potential hidden in those bones. His mother had told him his father was the descendant of a fallen deity known as the Apollyon, and with the mass of which the males in their bloodline grew, Dominicus believed this to be arguably true even if he never voiced it to anyone.

He was a proud, seemingly sculpted beast even in his immaturity- and he craved for this to be known and cherished by practically.. anyone else in these new lands. He would do his damnedest, of course, to make sure that this feeling of desperation did not show in his demeanor. With the intentions of finding someone else to study, the youth pressed on down the bends of the creek along the open plains. He adored this area of the continent the most with its readily available water and a large amount of open space. He could see anything approaching the creek, and there were so many places in the mountains to the North to spend his time when he needed rest. 

He enjoyed traveling, he'd discovered in these past months. Everyone was so different and yet so similar across each territory he passed in. All the different climates that he had been exposed to sated his curiosity, but this traveler was ready to find something that reminded him a little more of... home.