The branches crunched beneath your feet as you stroll through the dense, green woods when you came across a field of flowers. You thought they were pretty so you bent down to pick some of them. The scent was lovely and the sun was shining. It was about noon and you were having a good time. You didn't even hear foot steps when a man, with ears and a tail appeared on the other end of the clearing. His eyes a violent shade of purple and his hair a gleaming white. He was scarred all over and he was tall and muscular. He wore a white Tee-shirt and black pants with rough looking shoes. His gaze was piercing through your soul and you could just stare. The flowers in shades of purple, red, yellow, blue, and more blew in the wind as you sat there. The dense forest around the clearing allowing for shade and shadow. He was on the other side of the clearing, not in the field but masked by shade of the trees. His wolf ears were scarred and his right one has a chunk taken from it. his tail was long and scarred as well. He looked like he had been hunted from time to time and His hair was short and fluffy, almost spikey. His eyes didn't leave yours.