Broken Angel

His eyes focused momentarily on the different things inside the structure. Every move me made caused the wooden floor boards to rattle and shake, causing them to squeak. The brute sighed and stood up, deciding that nothing was going to be coming here and walked out of the ship. His dual hued eyes of emerald and topaz shone in the light of the sun. But, when he walked off the ship, he happened to see a dark brown she-wolf that had to be the same age as him, appeared to be resting. When he looked over, he happened to see that both of her ears were stubs, wondering how that happened.

"Excuse me," he spoke, walking past her, not even bothering to say anything since he was worried that whomever he had met on his adventures would leave him, just like many wolves he had met before. Aeolus would make friends with them, even being adopted by them a couple times, but it always ended up that they left him behind. He was not even sure why. The dark colored male walked over to an oak tree and lied down in the snow, curling into a ball and giving a small sigh as a small cloud of mist formed then evaporated into the sky.