Random Mini Event: Tremor me Timbers

Something was shaking the ground. Something big. Dread has no idea what to think, what to expect. Not one to shy away from danger, not one to shy away from anything weird, he took off in the direction he assumed they'd come from. Head high, gaze bright. Tense. Dread is tense... Dread was always tense, at least that's what it felt like. Always on edge. On high alert. Posture upright and alert, he made his way in the direction of what he could only assume was something very, very, very big. It's enough to confuse him, it's enough to intrigue him.

Hackles high along his spine, the boy's father came into view too. He offered a greeting, dipping his head a bit, watching the animals pour from within the cave. Watching the bear as it kept moving, scooting away from the two wolves that wouldn't take shit from anyone-- predators especially. Dread's gaze lingered on the mouth of the cave, the darkness within. "You felt the shaking too?" He questioned the warlord. "It had to be something big, do you think there's trouble?" He'd been bold the last time they'd had to fight off a predator, and this wouldn't be any different... even if it was a lot bigger than last time.

"Dread Fatalis"