Severin

A large dark figure moves through the barren birch trees, twigs snapping beneath his heavy paws. His feathered and scaled wings are folded tightly against his back, his eyes flowing the faint purple that shows where he was born. Severin hears you, and lifts his head, his tail lashing behind him. "Who do you think you are, moving about another's territory so carelessly?" His voice rumbles. It's thick, and deep. Being a large male, he was an intimidating sight here in the birch tree forest off the coast of the Arcane Territory, and one would wonder what he was doing here with his clan. "If you need anything, speak with me, otherwise move along, stranger." He added on, watching you with a steady gaze.