Cold Shadows

Caution, something that was foreign to the usually bold yearling, filled the young wolf when the other wolf moved. There was something strange about this wolf but Kraken couldn't put a paw on it, no he was unsure and weary of this wolf. Glancing to the waterfall, his shoulders slumped he would have to leave this peaceful place. Flattening his ears he looked back to the other wolf silence reigning over him, holding him captive. Watching the wolf he studied them carefully and thoughtfully.

He would have to be careful with what he said, he was sure that this wolf had been teased for he himself knew all to well that if you were different you were likely to be taunted and pushed away. Bullied and hated. No, he would not dare say one mean word to this wolf... At least consciously as for his other half he was not sure. Praying that that side of him would stay hidden, keep quiet and not rear it's ugly head the male finally broke the silence that had seemed to last forever..

"Kraken." he answered. "But no one calls me anything as there is no one to speak my name." he said with a shrug of his large shoulders. "Who are you?" he asked curiously, his eyes sweeping over the other.