As Alpha sat on the log and huddled by the fire, the only sounds that could be heard for miles was the hypnotic screeches of cicadas, the crackling of the hearth burning before him and wolves howling in the far distance. Yet sitting on a log adjacent to him, there glowed another fire, rich smoke swirling from its burning surface. Ash crumbled from it and fell to the floor, two light blue eyes, one ripped into faintly illuminated by the moonlight. "Nice night, eh?" A voice proclaimed with slow drawl next to Alpha.