The morning was already well underway, with beautiful sunlight rippling down upon the crops that grew wildly in abundance with Seracia territory. The dark furred woman moved among the tall crops, pushing them out of her way with her snout. She wasn't quite sure what she was looking for, but she figured that whatever she was searching for was at least keeping her busy for the time being. She scanned what little area she could see with her crimson and white eyes, searching for something, anything, out of the ordinary.

Hearing a bird cry from above Destruction turned her attention to the skies. A hawk was diving down towards the crops off to her right -- likely having spotted a mouse or something of the sort. Slowly shaking her head Destruction padded onward until she came out of the tall crops, looking upon the strange remains of what once belonged to humans. She padded close to the foundation, looking it over curiously.

"Such strange creatures... to have built homes out of stone rather than soft earth. I couldn't imagine such a place being warm." The female mused to herself. Her ears twitched a couple times before Destruction lifted her head again, looking over her shoulder. She scented the wind, confirming her suspicion. Another wolf was heading her way... but at least they smelled of Seracia.

Crisp morning air would enter his lungs as he took fresh steps across the cool ground. He had gotten up carefully so as not to wake Aeil, off on his daily morning hunt to bring back food for his dear Aeil. He could see his breath stream out in front of him, the chill ruffling his fur. He would make his way towards the old barn, one of the remnants left from the humans that once walked these lands. The red barn would come into his view as he moved quietly across the ground. The dried cornstalks crackled under his feet as he moved, the quietness surrounding him asides from that single sound. He hoped to catch a decent sized creature today, perhaps a plump rabbit or a small goat. Maybe even one of those plump hens he had seen wandering around here. As he sniffed out the scents for potential prey, another different scent would his his nostrils. He froze, ears swiveling about to try and catch the owner of the scent. He wasn't really alarmed, it was a Seracian after all. Just one he hadn't yet met. He would seek out the scent, approaching with care in case this particular Seracian didn't want any company. He would carefully weave his way out of the corn stalks, sliding out just in time to see her staring at the structure. A light chuckle would rumble in his chest, warm red gaze upon her form as he approached. "Strange creatures the humans were. Some both kind, and gentle. While others were vicious and violent." He remarked. He stopped a foot or two at her right side, staring at the still intact barn. Turning to her, he offered a warm smile. "Good morning. I am Dragon, I don't believe we've officially met, though I've seen you around." Speech Thought Others