Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2013 19:50:36 GMT -3
Erenadon made his way about as he always did. His torn ear twitched as he kept a lookout for anything or anyone who would suddenly appear. The gold eyes showed up well against his black fur, inf act the black seemed to make his eyes have a glowing appearance to them even though it was bright out. The cold air and the snow on the ground didn't seem to bother him at all, he was used to traveling in cold weather. Even though his gaze was locked onto where the path in front of him, he was paying very much attention to what was around him. He had a long enough amount of experience to know not to take things as they appeared. Sure these woods looked uninhabited and nothing was around to jump at him, but there was always the chance of that happening.
