Spilling it out
05-25-2015, 11:11 AM
Tall tree's extended over his heads, littered with pieces of snow. The black and silver male seemed to shine underneath the sunlight as his legs pulled him in the thick snow. His natural habitat where he had been born, yet it felt like if he kept going eventually a cliff would give way. Kaerf's blue eyes kept locked on the ground in front of him with his lowered head and tail. Leaving large trail's of snow behind him, it screamed predator moving through obviously. Rabbits and other small mammals running to either side to avoid becoming his next meal. It was rather useless he thought to himself, they would one day get eaten if not by him but another wolf passing by. Prey animals he never understood what they were thinking or why they did what they did.
He stopped when finding a suitable tree to bunk under, the wolf coming underneath starting to dig in order to get to the slightly warmer undergrowth. Kaerf circled a few times and then curled into the small ditch he had made. Feeling his warm underside stay that way due to what he had dug. He was lucky that his fur was so thick during the winter months. Kaerf had been born into a snowstorm, it was like his trademark he supposed. A horrible trademark. |
This character is prone to unpredictable acts of violence, he suffers from Schizophrenia and blood is a trigger to his violent fits.