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gender ➣ male
age ➣ five years old
вreed ➣ gray wolf
coaт ➣ black and white
ranĸ ➣ fighter
pυpѕ ➣ none
oтнer ➣ none
The snow drifted down from the top of the large mountain to his left. Thunder gazed up into the dark gray sky as the wind whipped again. Even with his thick layer of fur, Thunder could feel himself shiver at the cool air. His sharp amber gaze traveled from the mountains themselves down to the path that his pack had carved as they sought new beginnings. The brute turned his head back to where they had come from. Sadness began to haunt him again, memories flashing before him. Whines and yelps from Topaz, her once golden coat covered in red and white. Those sharp blue eyes fading fast as she disappeared from his view. He let a whine escape his jaws as he blinked and shook his head hard. The snow that had collected on the top of his head fell into his eyes and he grunted.
Turning his head back around to the current path, he began to walk again. His paws slipped and slid on the snow as he walked, the white substance hardening around his paw pads. The wind blew once more, this time sending waves of snow into Thunder's face. With a low and irritated growl, he blinked the snow away, and shook his head again. The brute hoped upon hope that Alpha would find a place for them, for him to find peace. Ever since he lost Topaz, the pack had been on the move and he'd been forced to keep going, for the sake of the pack. Thunder looked up at the gray sky again and noted the sun trying to force its way out, but failing. Letting out a soft whine, Thunder looked back down again, his gaze sweeping everything in front of him.
He didn't see any threats as he continued to follow the pack through the mountains. His tail swung lazily back and forth as he moved. The snow stopped falling, now the wind whipped the fallen snow. Thunder could feel the white cool snow hit his side with a large blast of wind. He felt it knock him a little off balance, giving the brute a stumble. Regaining his balance, Thunder kept going. A moment later Thunder felt himself falling, his paws stepping on a large sheet of clear snow. He couldn't gain traction, feeling himself spinning out of control and landed on the ice, his front paws splayed out and his back legs sideways behind him. Groaning with embarrassment because he was thinking and not paying attention for once. He slowly brought his paws under him, and noticed the small ice patch ended a foot away. He stretched his front leg out and set his paw on solid snow, and dragged his slightly sore body off the ice. Standing once again, he stretched his muscles which ached a bit from the sudden fall and odd leg placement. With another soft groan, he trotted to catch up with the pack.
