Declan
He moved his eyes about the wolves that were all coming back from pack run, and his beast, Wild, smelled that Luna rank that was now here in the pack and his eyes moved to where it was coming from. Luna Misha’s wolf, who he knew to be named Laud, a mid-sized Grey Wolf, and she was out there playing with who he could smell were a group of teens with wolves, all between 16 and 18, not yet fully realized to their bloodlines.
‘Already drawn to her, being a Luna wolf.’ Wild stated inside his mind.
‘I can see that,’ and he could her wolf as he watched her play; he saw had a solid dark grey mask and the only white on her face was under her chin, a little different to the other grey wolves out here, who all had either light grey or tan colored snouts, with white cheeks and white around t
