Almost another year had passed for this wolf, age has been god to him s usual though time may be different. More fights and more spars seemed to come from every direction he faced. Recently he'd been through a couple of short battles, leaving his once silk textured obsidian coat slick and healthy, now torn and collecting more gray than ever before. Thick as it was it still stood in every direction, grays, chestnuts, chocolates, and blacks scattering about his tall, slender figure. Muscle over muscle collecting against his fine stature, he'd lost weight and it was visible, though it was not to the point of no return for the resilient brute.
A sigh escaped his throaty vocals, following it was a near-silent growl as he kept himself on alert as he walked, stepping over visible cracks and feeling the temperature beneath his feet change from warm to icey cold as one step would draw him toward a patch of old snow hidden in a shadowing crevice. His long legs were slowly moving as he kept his dial low and even to his rotating withers. scruff of his neck shook to rid him of left over dirt and unwanted loose pelt now unleashed into the still air for a moment. Silver optics remained forward as he walked, nostrils once in a while flaring to take in the surrounding scents over the crook of the mountain side, every once in a while the scent of a hare caught his attention, and the large brute would suddenly sink low to keep his attention on the potential meal.