hero or villain

Prey.

That was what the pack of Tortuga was made up of, mindless wolves that could not defend themselves, instead they cowered with fright, they where unworthy. In time, the male would have to resist Tortuga, but the intonations of challenge upon his lips, the hatred festering behind his storm hazed eyes. But enough was enough, for now the male would make his way from the north, his paws hitting the dirt within his hovel in the Lifeless Caverns.

Restlessness though was overtaking the young God, his paws carrying him away from his home in the north as he begins the trek to who knows where. The man was finally getting annoyed, his ears resting against his ears as he sniff the air deeply. The man would shake his head, grumbling under his breath as he continues to venture forward until finally coming to a shades of a fog covered forest.

Ears gradually tilt forward, his head tilting over to the side as his eyes flicker to life. Interesting, his thoughts circle in his head as he sniffs the air. A flash of annoyance overcomes his features as he grumbles. Easily his nose picked up traces of the a back that called this place home. Pity, the man could have called this place home, but oddly enough he settled himself on the ground, stomach pressing into the undergrowth as his head rests upon his paws.


"Speech"
'thoughts'