Yoongi

A shadowy figure seems to pop it's head out of nowhere, golden, tired eyes glancing up at you. It seems to look you over for a moment, before blinking with an affirmative nod. As it spoke, it affirmed itself as a male, his deep, rich, if not slightly gravelly tone rumbling through your very soul, it seemed.

"Welcome, weary traveller, to the Howling Stones. I am Yoongi." He said nothing after, walking you to the heart of the territory in silence. He wasn't a wolf of many words, that was apparent.