come a little closer

Spring left the rocky terrain of the Maw rather treacherous as opposed to winter. Winter had ice, but it was mostly covered in snowfall during the unusually cold season and now most of that had melted and saturated the moss and grass that laid claim to the rocks in Ruina territory. Tonight was a cool, cloudless night.. when the wind picked up just right and rushed across the short fur of the gray alpha it sent a chill across his entire being. He loved nights like this.

His chest heaved as he stood over the corpse of a young goat that had been unlucky enough to slip on such wet terrain, giving Elias entirely too much of an opportunity to close the distance between them. Elias ripped into the fur, not caring for keeping the hide this time and savored the tender flesh underneath. The young goat barely filled the behemoth, in no time he was picking at bones and trying his best to get every last edible morsel. Grass became plucked from the earth in his attempts.. and unbeknownst to Elias, new fungal growth that the goat just so happened to be covering.

The taste immediately alerted Elias that something was different, however, it was mixed with the taste of the goat's blood. Elias was a man with an entirely too high metabolism, giving him an unnecessarily high drive to feed. The taste was odd, but he ate it anyway and continued to pick at the bones of the goat until the howl of the stranger rang through and disturbed the otherwise quiet night.

His head lifted, and already things started to feel eerie. The howl seemed to echo, almost appearing to come from different directions. It took him a minute to pivot his ears and pinpoint the cone of area that the howl could have possibly come from. When he took off toward the sound, he noted how limber his limbs felt. As he began to ran, he noted the tingling feeling beginning in his toes and lips. It took him some time to make his way down to the volcano, and by the time he arrived.. the stars above were trailing, creating little lines in the sky that seemed to guide him to this wolf.

His ruby eyes could be caught on the sky as he came into view of the stranger, wide and awe inspired. They drifted down to the woman before him and her dark presence and scarred appearance almost struck him with a bit of panic. She looked entirely too much like his own bother, another black phase wolf bearing scars in almost the exact same places. He could tell immediately that it wasn't her, the scars were not quite right... however, the initial shock factor never left him.

The titan rose his head, barreled chest proudly held in a manner that honored his own scars. He narrowed his gaze, though it was more in an attempt to get his world to stop moving away from him than to intimidate her. He nearly laughed when a breeze that blew her fur made his intoxicated mind see it overdramatized. Her fur was so flowing, it somehow.. amused him. Why was he wanting to laugh?

"Hello," he said simply, though the amusement in his unusually light baritones was quite present.