Darren's POV
He burst into hearty laughter, his voice as loud as mine. His grey beard was shaved with little stubbles scattered on his chin. It was crudely done, likely because he lacked the necessary tools for a proper cut. As usual, he let his black hair fall down his shoulders, hidden by the polar bear's skin.
His white eyes seemed to match the snow's soft white, his eyes as bright as ever. His face was fierce but held a certain softness to it that made him approachable. Although he looked like any other rogue wolf, his aura burned stronger than any Alpha out there.
He was tall, his eyes nearly meeting mine. Maklev was easily dwarfed as he stood beside us, his small frame made efficient for battles. Alexander was large, his chest wider than mine as his arms seemed able to crush a truck's tyres. He seemed like he could easily best me in a fight, but as he had tried many times, he came to know the absolute truth. I was invincible.
