I am the manifestation of death. Not metaphorically, I just am. I am a large gray wolf with red eyes. I have a very long snout and wear a long cloak that covers me. I always whistle when I approach my next victim, however I am also respectful and know when to stay distant. I normally give people that what they deserve, and always specifically target those who believe they're immortal. I am very threatening and have bold manners of fighting and speaking. I hold two extremely sharp sickles.