Wolf's home.

Wolf moved among the thick trees his father had moved him out here when he was younger luckily he was able to avoid the accent,His footsteps lead him to a old cottage his bag slung over his shoulders it had been a long journey but he was here,Wolf set the bag down and walked into the cottage it was a medium 2 bedroom cottage dust and old furniture was all that was left,Wolf walked over throwing his bag's down and sat down he hadn't been home in years his eyes flicked over landing on a picture of a cave Wolf nodded and got up walking out of the house.It was a beautiful day the sun out clouds floating here and there animals and birds moved through the thick woods it was home after all,Wolf walked into a old burial ground cave and sat down closing his eyes breathing in the sweet air he layed his head back against the wall closing his eyes.Wolf opened them to a Indian Comanche War Chief he could tell by the clothes the man wore the man stared deep into Wolf's eyes penetrating his very soul the man stepped forward and shook his head."Young one to be taken away from your path the Wolf is at your door will you let it in?".Wolf looked at the man curiously but nodded."The Wolf is my friend he is always welcomed at my Hearth".It was a saying taught to him by his father the Indian nodded placing a hand to the boy's head and whispered a few word's.Wolf woke with a start looking around sweat dripped from his hair he could tell by smelling it strangely he could smell alot better than he could before,Wolf stood up and stopped his hand's had weird symbols on them he pulled his shirt off and stood stunned his entire torso and back was covered in Ruins but he felt his strength but something else he felt faster,Wolf turned and ran his footsteps silent as he ran through the woods his eyes able to show a better distance and more colors due to his nose,Wolf laughed as he jumped a log easily he was back and he was new.

(This is just here for a brief explanation of how Wolf got his powers back plus his new ones.