<a class="postlink" href="http://media.photobucket.com/user/MysteryWolf-/media/Wolves/atease.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i893.photobucket.com/albums/ac135/MysteryWolf-/Wolves/atease.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>He was strong, built like a fighter but if you knew better you would understand how he really felt about fighting. Fighting was serious to him and not lightly taken. Fenris was the second eldest of his siblings but he didn't care to follow the rest. His brother, Lapis, and sister, Azriela, tried to always include him in everything and get him to loosen up but he was far from that. In fact he often got irritated with them when they bothered him but his older brother never cared what any of them did till a difficult usually broke out. A fight just like the one that happened earlier in the morning.<br/><br/>It was late now and Fenri was pawing at the border of their land.<span style="color: #FF0000">I swear, if I have put up with Azriela's barking, I might just become a lone wolf. If I had only left with the runt, maybe I could have found another pack,</span>he growled, turning his nose up at a dead bird he came across. He assumed a fox probably buried it till later, but he wasn't concerned.<br/><br/>Fenris turned his nose to the wind when he smelled a new scent in the air. It was a wolf, probably, but it smelled fresh and from the pack nearby.  He knelt over the edge of his cliff to view her running out of the forest.