The cold blue eyes watch the enemy carefully, muzzle titled in a determined frown, his snow white fur almost disappears in the snowy backdrop of the battlefield. He prepares, muscles tightening as he prepares.
You approach him carefully, earning a look from this ursine figure,
And get a smile in return, eyes visibly softening at you, he holds out his paw to you. He is passionate for what he stands for, and he would never turn down a friend who would stand with him, a strange and curious being.
This is Noah Frost.