First Rule Of Fight Club...

Albion looked up and scowled at the morning light as he was called to lessons that morning. His pale eyes squinted as he made his way to the group, fixing his features into more neutrality when he arrived to find the all too chipper Ricin leading them today. He spoke his question, the wolves gathered seemed in consensus that the throat was the best place. Albion waited and finally answered himself, "The base of the skull.” He answered, slightly contrary to popular opinion though he was in the same general area. "A quick snap of the neck and they’re gone.” Besides, he was one of the tallest wolves and he struck from above.

"Albion Klein"