The moon was full and bright within the sky with stars dancing and twinkling around it. The wind blew through the trees as they whispered their own secret language. It was peaceful in the forest, besides one certain part. There was a dark spot within these woods, where mist continually rolled across the ground like ghosts as they swirled and hid their mystery from sight. In the middle sat a run down log cabin, one that not even the bravest had been too since the fire and the deaths of the orphans that'd lived inside. Moaning sounds echoed through the woods, and the language of the trees' secret speech seemed a tad bit more menacing then the neighboring woods.
Standing before the cabin stood a wolf. His pelt was a smoky, dark almost black grey. Two, blazing golden eyes were the only bright spots of color within the dark woods as they flashed within the moon's light. There was a dark quality to him that made him menacing and power radiated and sparked off of him in waves. His tail, ears, and head stood erect and proud and muscle rippled beneath the wolf's pelt. He stood at ten and a half feet, made of nothing but muscle and thicker then most Werelings.
Gabriel lifted his head to scent the air, the hackles along his back rising, not in fear, but excitement as he stared at his new piece of territory. His scent was now around it, and he was excited to explore it. Why not have a little company though? The more then merrier right? Not to mention, the Alpha wanted to spend the night here and see if the rumors of the ghosts were true. The wolf's muzzle bared sharp teeth in a wolf's version of a smile as he threw his head back and howled, the song echoing out over all of his territory as he summoned his pack mates. This would also be a good time to get to know his new members, and to try out their bravery. Finishing his power filled song Gabriel lowered his head and stared out at the woodlands, allowing his power to rush off of him and go across the land, a lure for his pack to follow.
Standing before the cabin stood a wolf. His pelt was a smoky, dark almost black grey. Two, blazing golden eyes were the only bright spots of color within the dark woods as they flashed within the moon's light. There was a dark quality to him that made him menacing and power radiated and sparked off of him in waves. His tail, ears, and head stood erect and proud and muscle rippled beneath the wolf's pelt. He stood at ten and a half feet, made of nothing but muscle and thicker then most Werelings.
Gabriel lifted his head to scent the air, the hackles along his back rising, not in fear, but excitement as he stared at his new piece of territory. His scent was now around it, and he was excited to explore it. Why not have a little company though? The more then merrier right? Not to mention, the Alpha wanted to spend the night here and see if the rumors of the ghosts were true. The wolf's muzzle bared sharp teeth in a wolf's version of a smile as he threw his head back and howled, the song echoing out over all of his territory as he summoned his pack mates. This would also be a good time to get to know his new members, and to try out their bravery. Finishing his power filled song Gabriel lowered his head and stared out at the woodlands, allowing his power to rush off of him and go across the land, a lure for his pack to follow.