[It's awfully cold today. The clouds are a sheet of dull grey across the sky, any moment ready to bring the first snow of the year. As though summoning winter itself, the sound of wolf howls stretches across the forest ( Read more... )

Ah, here we are. I knew I'd make it if I just followed the scent. My wolves would never lead me astray.

My target is here. The hunt is on.

((I'm fleshing the character out through roleplay, so if I start being really weird and changing how the character acts in different threads, I'm just trying to get a handle on things :D))