Wulfric
Sir Frederick got all emotional, the side of his lips turned up into a wide sad smile while great drops of tears laced his light brown eyes and a few dropped out of his eyelids. He sniffed and wiped the drop of tears off the wrinkled skin beneath his eyes. He chuckled sadly in a way that says he was recalling old memories.
"When did you start having wrinkles?" His face looked stressed, his brown hair rough and disturbed unlike the gelled down hair he used to have all day long. I was just noticing he was clad in loosely done tie on a brown shirt, the same one he wore on my coronation day. Meaning he might not have probably have a bath since then, explains the smell.
"There aren't wrinkles, they only appear when I don't get enough rest. They'll be gone after a two hour sleep in no time. But that not the point here."
Werewolves lived up to 200 years, well unless they were murdered.
