<span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Akaro</span><br/><br/>He stood still in the frosty grass, his long white hair blowing in the cold winter wind, his light ice blue eyes with the dark red dots in his right eye; one above his pupil and one giant one on the right side, his nozzle wiggling, sniffing the air around him, with a smile on his long muzzle. He still stood there, the frosty winter grass under his paws felt cold, but calming, his long hair still blowing in the air, and his tail held a bit high. Still standing there, he let out a slow calm breath, then walked forward, the frosty grass of winter under his paws still, a sign winter was still here and that it might stay here for a while, he also still had the smile on his face, but it faded each step forward, along with his â€˜standing tallâ€˜ tail.<br/><br/>Padding around, the scent of a pack caught his attention, he sniffed the air again, he had wondered about fifteen feet from where he was before, he sniffed with the thought on his mind, How did I not smell â€˜em?, he still stood, smelling the alpha female, the pack members, and the pups of the pack. He wondered if  should go see the whole pack himself, but he decided not to since he heard the alpha female howled that the pack was going to scout the area. He still stood there, he was far enough to flee if the pack came after him, his eyes focused on where the howling came from.<br/><br/>He was a good twenty feet away from the pack, so of course he couldnâ€™t see any of the pack members, the with a sigh, he turned around and started to pad around again. His head was looking at the ground, his eyes filled with boredom, his tail down, touching his hind legs occasionally. He continued until the smell of the pack faded, but the smell of wolves and bear blood came closer where he was walking. That smell made his head raise, his tail came up, his ears perked, his light ice blue eyes with the two dark red dots on the right one filled up with an unknown feeling for him.<br/><br/>He stood there for about thirty seconds before he broke out into a sprint towards the smell, his strong legs carried him swiftly, his lean body made running a bit easier and made him run a bit faster, and his amulet dangled back and forth, side to side, hitting his fluffy chest then and again. Stopping for nothing, he finely reached where he was running to, he had seen the last parts of the fight, the white wolf fighting the bear, he heard the last roar of the mighty beast, the splattering of blood, and the sounds of the other wolfâ€™s fangs digging into the bearâ€˜s neck.<br/><br/>He stood, he could see them, but the mist seemed to make the white wolf blurry, but the bear wasnâ€™t so blurry, the white wolf had just looked like a medium blur of hard to see white mass. He padded forward to get a better look of the wolf and bear, the white wolf still had his fangs in the dead bearâ€™s neck. Looking at him, Akaro had just spoken the first words since he got here, he had said to the wolf, â€œYouâ€™re a hell-of-a fighter if you can take down a bear like that, but it seems you didnâ€™t go down undamaged.â€, he still walked forward, seeing the wolfâ€™s sapphire blue eyes, and by the looks of it, this snow-white wolf was younger. He stood in front of the other wolf, looking at him with a bit of concern for the wound he got from the bear. â€œIâ€™m Akaro, would you care to tell me who you might be?â€, Akaro had barked towards the other white wolf.