I am Shipwrecked

The way this male carried himself. He was aloof, Eraithus wanted to be cautious of that. However he knew that most strangers were aloof to each other before they got to know each other. It was Eraithus own facade that got him going. The blue wolf would shift a bit he hoped his fur would dry soon. It was nothing less than an inconvienence to him because as soon as the sun set it meant he would have to try to find warmer weather somehow. Zagan Abraxas. An interesting name he would commit to his memory. Boreas and in the south. Finally he had a name to the place that he would be calling home and hopefully with his siblings if he could find them.

"It's natural yes. My mother was a reddish orange like my brother, I look more like our father who was black, blue and white." His sister was the only one who didn't achieve the strange colors that they had. Eraithus was a bit surprised he never really realized he looked odd. Well Zagan himself had an interesting coat color. "I'm looking for my brother and sister. Neracu and Hanmel." he stated. "They washed into Boreas with me, my brother is reddish orange like I said and my sister is a small black and white wolf." Eraithus wasn't sure if the stranger cared but it was worth a shot.