The Coat, smooth, sleek or full and soft. The color to either blend in or stand out.
The eyes; the eyes are the door to the soul but are blocked with fire and storms. Like fiery casms wich are very deep, you know this spirit will always be free. They are bright in color, but like a shadow to look at them is almost like he is watching your thoughts.
The pack is the voice of the earth and is glorified by the sky, there they sing their songs, the songs are of evil, songs of fear, songs of joy and songs of tears. Hardly seen but always heard, this animal seems a Immortal spirit of this world.
