Fenris's Story

He bowed. "I am sorry that we are not all meeting under better circumstances." Christian raised his voice a bit and gently hit the side of the cottage. "Fenris."

A tall man, dressed in a white button down and black vest and dress pants walked out. His sleaves were neatly rolled and he was smoking. His hair was a bit of a mess, like he had been running his hand through the black waves.

"This is is my brother. He's a monster in himself. Oldest in the group. Please excuse his bad manners." Christian spoke in an even tone.

"No need, I'm on my very best behavior, till the fighting begins." Fenris spoke in a deep rumble.

Fenris woke first and stepped out in a rumpled button down shirt and black pants, he didn't wear any shoes as he walked towards Roan. "Alpha Roan?"

Christian gave a swift growl to get the slackers into gear. Shifting needed to be done swiftly, the battle was coming.

Fenris shifted into a extreamly large wolf-beast with white front paws and was coated in black fur from there on out. His wolf looked rabid, and stayed close to his brother. Sylvia shifted into a grey wolf white white and black markings just as roxana gave up long flowing red hair for a red wolf's fur coat.