hand me down/sunrise exchange

[Alloy]

It was almost morning over the sleeping grounds of the Tailmeln. The sun was just rising and it cast an unsettling red glow over everything in sight. Two brutes stood on the top of a hill a short distance away from a large cave. One was a gray and white brindle. He had keen green eyes and black and silver jewelry. White hairs grew around his muzzle and above his eyes that hinted at his age. The other manen was obviously younger and slightly restless. His tail twitched with some anticipation. His eyes were a chocolate brown and he had handsome tan and brown brindle coloring. His face was half tan and half rich brown, giving him a curious expression. Both wolves had wings and both had them tucked in as they sat side by side on a hill just outside the sleeping territory of the Tailmeln. Another similarity the two wolves shared was their jewelry; each had two black studs with silver hoops for earrings, a black amulet cased in silver and a silver bracelet. The younger wolf was the nephew of the elder one.
The gray and white wolf suddenly muttered a few words softly to his companion on the hill. The other wolf’s eyes widened and then he nodded his head slowly and respectfully. The elder manen sighed deeply and walked away after saying goodbye to his nephew.
The black and tan wolf was now alone with his thoughts and his new territory: the Tailmeln.
All this is mine.