ivory

The moist clay beneath pink paw pads was a nice relief. Hannibal was in a rather nomadic state currently and his paws were gaining miles more then they were use too. Also, when the sun hung high and scorched the earth his sensitive paw pads felt such a wraith. Thankfully the moon was well within her reign at this point which gave the phantom a much needed break. The lonesome behemoth eyed the bones with mild curiosity. Hannibal had seen corpses before but never so many old bones sticking out of the earth. A rather haunting feeling of another presence passed over his form as he roamed the cracked graveyard but it seemed as though this feeling was not supernatural. The scent of another Wolf filled his nasal cavities and landed upon a pale tongue before mismatched eyes finally fell upon the male. It seemed as though Hannibal was far too caught up in his thoughts and let his guard down enough to be caught off guard.

Not before long the beast was being approached by this stranger. Hannibal's hackles raised ever so slightly as he stopped his own steps. A divine head raised as he stood his ground with a rather defiant grimace upon his lips. Yet to meet any natives the male was rather cautious with good reason until casual tones were lifted into the air. "Can't sleep, either?" Hannibal took in the words with a few long moments of silence. Soon his hackles lowered slightly and his disgustingly dominant demeanor lessened to a more tolerable amount. Hannibal did not seek a fight in this situation but he had no clue what sort of Wolves lurked within these lands. The untrusting male nodded in response before gracing this other being with his beautiful vocals. "I prefer the company of the moon it seems." All thanks to his lack of pigment. Hannibal now took it upon himself to take in this stranger's appearance before seeking eye contact. A tiny grin cracked upon formerly stern lips as he continued on, "What brings such a divine creature to a graveyard at this hour? The male began to move to the right, careful paws stepping over a skull as he paused. "The baddies are out.. don't you know?" The partially-albino male remained still looking at the stranger with curiosity. His white and black tail still erect and ears alert as ever. Hannibal was prepared for mostly anything thrown at him while still putting on a performance.