A beast of black fur and muscle, it is the night given flesh.
It's pelt so dark only the moon's light seems to properly illuminate it.
Flowers and plants seem to flourish in it's presence, and all abominations feel wary at it's gaze.
A hunter whom serves life, touched by She Whom Carved The Moon.
It's purpose is to destroy those things that threaten the balance of life or death.
A creature gifted with survival, using the gift for preservation of the natural world.
What will you feel, when those amber eyes set upon you?
It's pelt so dark only the moon's light seems to properly illuminate it.
Flowers and plants seem to flourish in it's presence, and all abominations feel wary at it's gaze.
A hunter whom serves life, touched by She Whom Carved The Moon.
It's purpose is to destroy those things that threaten the balance of life or death.
A creature gifted with survival, using the gift for preservation of the natural world.
What will you feel, when those amber eyes set upon you?