It was a beautiful, crisp morning in the Arctic mountain range. The freshly fallen snow gleamed with a hint of excitement lingering among its essence. Among this beauty lay a 2 year old he-wolf, blending in with the snow. "Hells Winter", is what they referred to him as. His devilish eyes had a hint of humanity in them. How ironic. His white pelt was beautiful and fluffy, hardly a speck of dirt lined him.
A devilish wolf, but for some reason is very humane. How curious.....