It's freaking BATS...I love halloween

The man seemed to spot him as not being much of a talker, and Takeshi gave a wry smile. Sure, he supposed he could be called that, though it wasn’t quite as simple. Still, it seemed his small, cream colored company would talk through it for him. These were decidedly his favorite types of wolves, the ones who didn’t pay much mind to his inability to speak and simply conversed on their merry way. They always seemed to have a knack for being able to tell what he meant to say, though there were always the times when his expressions would get misconstrued and cause a big misunderstanding. He really hoped that wouldn’t happen this time around.

He bobbed his head in a big nod, agreeing with his about the world needing to figure out when the best time to stop its shenanigans was. If it was anything like his brother, Kuroki, however, it would never truly know where that line was, and would continue to traipse along it or over it with gusto. His gaze lifted to the sky, squinting at the oddly colored moon that barely shone through the treetops above, despite their skeletal state, and he looked to his companion. With a sneaky grin, he lifted his head and let out as much of a yell as he could manage, which really ended up being a growling howl. Hopefully, he would join him in yelling at the stupid, weirdly colored moon that likely had nothing actually to do with the cause of the events that were transpiring, but it could be fun anyways.