Uncle Johnny

The sun was just setting which painted a beautiful picture of purples and oranges within the sky. This meant it was time for the beast to make his appearance for the evening. Hannibal usually spent his time patrolling and wandering Erövrare territory to ensure it's safety up until Tyranis made his official claim. It gave the phantom something to do and thats really all he could ask for while being such an outsider within these lands. But today he was more keen on adventuring and perhaps meeting more. Hannibal figured the more faces he saw and the more conversations had the better, you never have too many connections. Thus, the beast slithered through the ruins with ease. Rubbing his pale bodice against fallen stone structures. The cool wind whirling through his thickening winter coat with ease.

Soon mismatched eyes fell upon a lanky Wolf that seemed to be investigating the earth for something. Maybe herbs or tracks? Hannibal took a moment to remain silent and observe this creature. There was not a dominant demeanor on the stranger it seemed, merely a Wolf on a mission. The partially-albino male grinned ever so slightly as he piped up. "Are you on a quest?" Hannibal continued to observe this long legged creature with fluttering lashes and a sickening smile. His two toned tail raised with mild dominance but something told the male that he had no reason to threaten this other being. They were several feet away and Hannibal made no move to close the distance, he did not wish to startle the stranger. This was his form of entertainment for the night after all.