Atardecer Scene

While the Western Sky turned orange, you noticed a graceful wolf hopping around on the rocks. Seemingly the wolf had a great time - as even though he felt your presence - he didn't really bother turning towards you, until he got tired of playing. Then the stranger strutted to you, with his tail wagging. Your gaze met with his surprisingly warm pupiless eyes as he sat down in front of you, to have a friendly chat.

As you were chatting, you didn't notice the dark blanket of the night has fallen upon you. Stars have started to appear one by one, only to lit up the wolf, whose fur has started to glow whitely in bigger and bigger spots(?) under the first rays of moonlight. ((Here I tried to describe how the light of the night got him changing, but I can't put it into words, ugh. Can you please make a bit of an extended descripton of this?))

The falling sun began to slowly set over the West, turning the sky a startling orange colour with red and pink hues tied into it. The birds slowly began to quiet down as a large iron coloured wolf strode up a cliff, rocks crumbling and falling beneath his paws. His eyes seemed to glow under the fading sunlight as he padded around, looking as though he was playing. 

Soon enough he felt a presence, causing him to turn his head and notice a strange wolf. Cocking his head, his ears twisted to the sides curiously. His composure made him appear friendly and welcoming. He took his time carefully stepping down from the cliff before padding over to the wolf and taking a seat in front of them. His tail wrapped around his paws as his dark, pupil-less eyes stared into the eyes of the unfamiliar wolf.

“Hello stranger,” he said nonchalantly, his eyes holding a warm glow. 

Atardecer, the leader of the Ateshgah Pack took his time talking with the new wolf. Exchanging stories and laughs, though some were sad as well. It wasn’t long before the once bright orange sky fell and turned dark blue, twinkling stars dotting the limitless skies above them. Upon the sun fading away, a full moon began to slowly rise, replacing the once intense sunlight with a ghastly moonlight. The air surrounding the wolves became heavier as an eerie, yet comforting fog surrounded the wolves.

As the sky continued to turn darker, Atardecer’s coat began to shift and turn. White patches began to twist and bend all along his body. The moonlight illuminated the patches, causing them to hold almost a luminous glow. The stark contrast between the iron and white patches bewildered the wolf before Atardecer. It was evident to him by the reactions he received. He watched as the wolf’s eyes scanned his now distorted coat, their maw slightly agape in awe. The longer the wolf stared, the brighter the patches became. Before long, the wolf noticed Atardecer’s eyes began to spin and swirl. They were no longer pupil-less. No, now they were bright, holding the same light that the moonlight emitted. He watched in amusement as the wolf’s eyes darted from Atardecer’s eyes, to his coat, back to his eyes continuously. 

Letting out a soft chuckle, he shook his head slightly.

“Come now, you have much more to learn about these lands.” He stood up, shaking his coat out before padding deep into the forest surrounding them. Atadecer didn’t take the time to check if the wolf was following him, he could feel their curious gaze weighing on his back.