Biography
Snowflakes were gently falling from the sky, adding their weight to the mass of the white sheet covering the forest. The pack stood in a tight circle, sourrounding the two foreign wolves. They watched the tawny/orange newcomers in a mixture of curiosity, awe and wariness. There was something odd about them, their appearance being sublime and pure, their bearing noble and proud. They looked quite like each other: coulerings, markings, posture - only the size was slightly differnt. The smaller one bowed deep, and spoke with the most melodic voice the pack had ever heard. "Fear not, good lupi, for we come in peace. We travell the lands for honor and glory, and challenges in friendly strife." He looked up, and met their gazes with eyes like molten honey. "It would be of upmost convenience if you allow us to stay and run with your pack for a while. We offer our services for a modest share of nourishment, a place to bed our heads and the one or other trinket, might it be dispensable for you." He shrugged. "If we displease you in any way, we will be gone as soon as the snow melts and as fast as the river flows."
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