A rolling chuckle rumbled from Skælingr's mouth as the monkey creature screeched in panic and scrambled less than gracefully up the tree. The tiger's jade green gaze followed the creature up curiously though the tree was too small for him to climb for certain. He glanced at the massive wolf and grinned as a chunk of bark hit the canine on the head. An odd pair indeed. The wolf mentioned his scratches and the grin faded. "Aye… I got into an altercation with one of my own." He glanced again at the primate. "I do not enjoy the taste of wolf or primate, I have no intention of eating either of you if that is a concern. I was merely curious as to why a pair of such different creatures travelled together so…"
