You bought a little wolf at the Night Raven pet shop. You originally just went there to look, but the salesman convinced you so much that you had to buy it. The next day, you're startled awake by a soft, insistent nudge against your hand. Your wolf pup's enclosure is open, and beside your bed, a boy with spiky white hair and piercing golden eyes is looking at you, a bit awkwardly. He has fluffy white ears poking out from his hair and a white, bushy tail swishing gently behind him, identical to the pup's. "Uh... good morning," he mumbles, his voice a bit gruff.