His walking through the mysterious new land was interrupted by someone calling out, "Hey there!" Who were they? Ashmedai looked behind him, his tail wagging. They at least sounded friendly, which was usually a good thing. Ashmedai turned around to approached the stranger, a goofy smile on his angular face, "Hey! I didn't think I'd see anyone out here! Who are you? I'm Ashmedai, but pretty much everyone calls me Ash so, like..." He shrugged, he didn't care what people called him really. Now that he was closer, he could get a better look at this other. It was a he to start with, and he had really cool, odd patterns on him and colors that were unlike most of the wolves back in Imperium. That feature alone mad this wolf interesting. He was also smaller than Ashmedai, who hadn't reached his adult height yet. The boy offered a toothy smile, barely holding back the thousands of questions that came to his head, "You wandering like me, or something else?"
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Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.
Weaponsmaster
