So, A Pirate and a Sociopath Walk Into the Col

After they had finished creating their newest battle tools, Aresenn suggested they visit some sort of marketplace. At first, the idea seemed a little dull, but after the pirate boy explained that his pack had raided this place, he wanted to see it for himself. Walking into an enemy's doorstep may have been odd for a normal canine, but for the strange duo, getting into trouble had become a part of their routine. And if it would lead to some bloodshed, Sephiran couldn’t help himself. He also wanted to gain more knowledge about the packs that existed here, for when he created one of his own. So, it was a win-win for him to tag along.

They traveled in silence for most of their journey, until Aresenn spoke up when they approached the mouth of a large cave. And, during their trek through the north, the Saxe boy couldn’t deny the feeling that they were being watched by someone. "Or," His gaze shifted toward Aresenn, and he cast him a sly smirk. “They can meet us in the middle.” He attempted to shove his shoulder into him, encouraging him to follow him into the cave. Surely their anticipated company would show up any time now.

"Speech"