Wolf

He had long silky white hair and light , fair skin. He looked up and howled at the moon searching for signs of the sun. He had light brown almond eyes for he was slightly different from the others. His favorite shape was a pentacle and he had much to beware of humans as the full moon stared at him from the clouds, he beckoned himself into a wolf form neck up and took with him a spear for he knew he was going to war. But as the war pressed on his island was smoldering into darkness, every building crushed by waters of the great, vast sea.