Ā Ā Ā Drip, Drip, Drip. A slow trail of crimson followed the soft sounds of paws against concert in the chill of the winter nights air.The source of both was a rather large red wolf, though the color of his fur was a much more vibrate nearly crimson color rather than the normal brown though it was broken by the white fur on his paws and chest that stopped on the under side of it jaw. The other thing that was odd about it was the glowing Emerald hues that shinned through the night. Though they were pretty dull at the moment as the amount of blood that it had lost from the rather large cut in its side that could be seen through the fur. How it was hurt that bad in the city and why it was there to begin with were a mystery that would have to be solved later since it was barely able to stand at the moment. Trying to find a place to hide and recover it was having no luck and soon collapsed from the fatigue and blood loss, eyes slowly coming to a close with the sounds of another foot steps coming into its ears,