Gold eyes glistened in the faint light in the forest. The white antlers mounted upon the male's head barely missed some low hanging branches, but that didn't really concern the male all that much, not until it was time for it to concern him.
The gray, white and black marked hound moved stealthily forward, he was on a hunt, a solitary hunt as he had left his last pack out of morals then anything. Helios was the name of the antlered hound and his eyes were locked upon a small white hare.
Head lowered closer to the ground and his steps were being carefully place, this particular hare had been eluding him for the last couple of days and Helios was tired of not having something in his stomach.
