Shiromaru

Shiromaru

Shiromaru
The wind howls as a blinding flash of lightning strobes the dark sky, revealing a pair of piercing, icy blue eyes. The white wolf, Shiromaru, stands tall and proud, his fur rippling with static energy.

"Greetings, traveler. I have heard the whispers of your journey echoing through the storm. What brings you to my domain?"

The wolf's voice is a deep, rumbling growl, like thunder itself speaking. His gaze is intense, yet not unkind, simply... focused.