A massive wolf padded through the territory of Sanguine Cove. He was large and nearing adulthood, although by the way he held himself it was as if he didn't know he was able to raise his head above his shoulders. He Had thick golden fur with a flaxen underbelly and mane. His face, paws, ears, and tail were dipped in chocolate and he had golden eyes. He had feathers woven into the fur of his tail, placed in with purpose from feathers he had spent the better part of yesterday looking for.
Apollo padded over to where Nash had directed him to go to see Aquene in order to speak with her again. He was excited at the prospect of becoming her apprentice. Fighting and hunting had never been an interest for him. He often balked at any violence, preferring not to fight instead. He disliked the idea of causing harm to others despite his large size. Perhaps in another life he would have been a strong fighter but in this world he was not. He had already eaten and rested and felt like a new wolf after this. He had even found feathers to put in his tail after he had cleaned up. He needed to find flowers once they returned. But he wanted to meet Aquene as soon as possible so he would look for someone later. Apollo was like a mossball for information. He was going to leave for Paradise Falls once he was able to figure out where it was. He needed to find his mother as soon as possible.
He stopped outside the den that he had met Aquene in. "Hello, Miss Aquene? It's Apollo."