Ace

Ace is laying back on his motorcycle, his head between the handlebars his skull cap pulled down over his eyes, arms crossed in his chest. he's parked on an overlook above Moonstone lake. Enjoying the relative peace of his new pack secluded in the Worlfil Mountains he's only been with the Midnight Sun pack for a couple years and hes loving all the free time. between festivals and diplomatic missions there's so much down time. A wolf could get spoiled