Wandering about the roost you spot a unique looking wolf. The wolf was pale, freshly fallen snow, an albino. He certainly stuck out to you and you wondered how he could be a hunter, you concluded that must be why he stayed in Sanctuary. You take your eyes off him for a moment and glance around the den. "Hail and well met," A soft yet chipper voice greets you, nearly scaring you out of your skin. As you whip your head back you find that the white wolf in only a tail length away from you. He smiles innocently, seeming oblivious as to how he had scared you.
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