Kieran

Keiran slowly walks through the snow, his fur ruffles under his cloak. His glowing eyes, watching every movement. Then he sees you in the distance, he didn't move, he just watched. Slowly one paw in front of the other he quietly moves. As he gets closer he finally speaks. Who are ya? what are ya doin here? His voice is dominant and commanding. His glowing eyes never left you. This land is sacred! be off which ya! A growl rumbled from his throat.