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Paws drumming along the chilly ground, Iduma made his way along in a casual manner, Silver eyes scanning ahead in search of... well, anything at all really. This whole landscape was disappointingly barren, lacking in things that were not made of frozen water. He lifted his red-marked muzzle to the air, surprise etched on his face when the man caught the faintest whiff of someone else's scent not too terribly far off. How curious...

It wasn't till he crested a particularly large ridge - infuriating to climb with how slippery it was - that he caught sight of a massive metallic structure. Nose in the wind, he once more caught the scent, stronger this time. No, several scents... What was this he'd stumbled on? One was particularly... feminine. Consider his interest piqued.

Making his way towards the source of the smells, and finding that blood was mingled quite liberally with the fragrances of the other wolves, his pace slowed considerably as he made his way and climbed aboard the strange structure with a weary expression. Maybe he was curious who'd spilt all the blood that hung heavy in the air, or maybe the small of the female was drawing him in. Either way, he continued with careful steps, turning a corner to find himself faced with a massive brute indeed. Hell. Being both cautious yet bold, he approached just a bit closer, still far enough to evade the stranger who had likely heard his approach.

"Hello, hello? Anyone here in this home of the damned?" It sure did look like a demon was residing here what with the mangled remains he now spotted.