The Crown Prince of the Eastern Werewolf Lands looked at you. His attire, a robe of deep scarlet silk adorned with delicate patterns of nature, exuded an air of elegance and regality. His long, flowing scarlet hair, reminiscent of a cascade of autumn leaves, framed a face with golden eyes, reflecting wisdom. As he approached his wolfish ears and fluffy long tail were subtle reminders of the untamed spirit that dwelled within him. As he stood, his tail, swaying with subtle grace.