crimson

Crimson is walking through the forest, his eyes scanning every sound his ears pick up.

He's walking through the forest, leaves crunching against his shoes. He runs a hand through his messy white hair until he catches a scent.

A strong smell, upon feeling it he runs towards it, the loud sound of footsteps echoing through the trees.

Crimson stops abruptly when he finds a werewolf, immediately he hides under a bush.

Crimson is walking through the forest, his eyes scanning every sound his ears pick up.

He's walking through the forest, leaves crunching against his shoes. He runs a hand through his messy dark red hair until he catches a scent.

A strong smell, upon feeling it he runs towards it, the loud sound of footsteps echoing through the trees.

Crimson stops abruptly when he finds a werewolf, he immediately hides under a bush