Henry meandered through the woods, his steps careful and prideful. He had walked through these wolves all his life. A pack of twelve wolves followed close behind him, the pack he'd lived with his whole life, the only family he had ever known. 11 grey wolves with one large Albino wolf leading the pack. They had took him in when he was just a newborn baby and raised him into the man he was today.

Henry stood on a large rock, looking out into the open area. He hair hung messy and untamed, littered with flower petals, sticks and leaves. It reached the ground. Despite living in the wild all his life, he was quite pale and had a lean body with very little muscle. He was completely naked, but that didn't seem to bother him at all.