The moon will dye a reddish hue tonight. A beast of steel and fire wanders about. Thinking of filling its belly with substance. It prowls out toward the open night skies. Seeing the moonlight in the skies. It remembers the olden days of flesh and blood. Now given a new and horrid form. Wolf Edge begins his prowl.

-Notes/Bio/Etc-

Something I've finished ages ago but lacked any drive to submit this piece of work. This armored monstrosity goes by the name of Wolf Edge. A metal body given form and spirit of a fearsome beast. He knows no rest, no fulfillment, nor ambitions. He just yearns to fill his stomach with rich tasting flesh of others.

He is a character belonging to a collab story with two friends I'm working with.

However I'm posting some art here and critiques are welcome.