Don't wanna fight no more

When he reopened his eyes his gaze happened to land on a wolf in the distance that looked nearly like a ghost in the night. The moonlight was so kind to her, making every hair on her body shine, especially around her neck where her fur seemed to be lightest. In the quiet night as he watched her wander through the rock-filled garden of sorts he could have believed that if he blinked she would be gone with a whisper on the wind. However, she seemed very much real since he did in fact blink and she continued to remain in his line of sight.

Something about the mystery of her made him curious. Since sleep seemed far away he decided to take the chance and explore his own curiosity of this stranger. He hadn't really been interested in speaking to anyone since he escaped his captors. It seemed worth the effort to see if she'd even humor his company. He rose to his paws and made the small leap down to the ground. With a quick shake of his fur he padded off in her direction. He curved his path so that he could approach her from the front rather than behind her. He was conscious of how large he was and the fact that it was the middle of the night. If he was going to make himself go talk to someone he didn't want to scare her off at the first word.

His gaze caught hers and he was just further convinced that she was a specter when he saw her silvery gaze. With the moon-lit backdrop of rocks and the dark, star speckled sky above them she could easily blend into he darkness with her shades of gray that seemed to perfectly match the world around them. It made him feel like his world had been desaturated into only black and white. "Hello," he greeted as he got closer. His voice was naturally deep, a rumble of a noise that was slightly rough from lack of use.

"Talk"