Cool it Joe

It appeared none of his other siblings would be joining them. Curious as to why Macabre hadn't shown up, Ghoul brushed it off for now. After his quick glance around, he placed his attention on Eraithus while the older wolf addressed them. The words he spoke were true and Ghoul nodded along in acceptance. Interested in the lesson they were being given, he let his head tilt to the side for a moment before facing Medusa. A handicap? Should prove to be a good thing to learn at the moment. Injuries happened all the time.

Before he could really think about one that would be good, his ruby gaze settled on the wagging paw Medusa held up. He nearly chuckled. How ironic would be of her to choose that? Smirking softly, Ghoul nodded in agreeance. "Good choice," he whispered with a wink before turning back to Eraithus.

"Ghoul"