The boss in the Old Town

Title: The Boss in the Old Town
 With a calm and authoritative gaze, he guards his kingdom – the Boss of the Old Town. His long, silver-white fur falls like a royal coat over his shoulders, and his dark horns bear the story of many winters and even more curious visitors.
 He stands there in the shadow of the old timber, bathed in a subdued light that makes the warm tones of his fur glow. In his eyes dwells a quiet pride – a certainty of his place in the hierarchy, and a calmness that only the true veterans carry with them.
 He needs no words, no gestures. One look is enough to understand: this is his domain, his time – and no one passes by without his permission.