Only somewhat of an apology

Tyrfing had simply been wandering when he stumbled upon the strange territory, so caught up in observing the unique felines and the statue-god they seemed to worship when suddenly, voices drew his ear. The viking stood up straight, alerted to the sound and ready to fight or flee if need be. The men were large and well muscled, both clearly warriors and familiar with each other. That might lead Tyrfing into a two-on-one fight if he was unlucky.

What was odd however was the mark across one man's face, a mark he'd seen before... as well as the stripes upon his hind... and saber fangs... Was this wolf related to Aris? Gulping, he moved to back slowly out of the occupied territory - his pace kicking up into a sprint as he heard pawsteps following along after him.