The Night Is Dark and Full of Terrors

Elias watched as the cats moved to protect the wolf in their company, it was clear to him that they held some sort of bond. He never knew cats to be pack animals or to have the heart to run with wolves, to trust them, but something clearly connected these three. He admired how they stood at his side, ready to fight for him if they needed to.

His eyes lingered on them for a moment before drifting up to the empty gaze of the blind man in front of him. It was only slightly awkward, having been raised by a man with one eye and having already encountered other blind wolves- he felt like it was necessary to show them respect in the same way he would anyone else, despite whether or not they could see his intentions. They had eyes, just not of this world.. and those eyes would see his heart, he was confident.

He lifted his chin as the stranger answered, admitting that he was a newcomer, as well. He glanced to the felines to see if they had anything to say about the mountain, but they had both fell quiet- he assumed they didn't want to talk to him, not yet. "I have been visiting this mountain for some time, can you feel the power here? I can't stay away from it." He smirked briefly, his eyes drifting over to the lining of the burning core. The lava didn't rise high enough to quite see right now, but the warmth in the air and the sound from below was enough to feel its presence and know it was there. "My name is Elias Praetor, and soon... I will claim these mountains in the name of my family. Especially.. this one." He had so many plans for this mountain already. He could feel it's rumble beneath his paws like the growling of a hungry god's stomach, and he had a strong desire to feed it. In due time, he would. For now, the cats staring him down were safe.

"And you three?"