Spirits

He was trying to shake the last of the frost off his scales at this point. There was still a lot to explore in Boreas and with auester getting cooler well the reptile naturally moved where it was warmer. What was worse than cold though, maybe it was moist. These vines got thicker as they went, Koby’s tongue being unable to pick up most scents. Considering he lacked eyelids, the moisture was simply clinging to him. Well he needed to find a way out, but as he slithered through the jungle like area he stood up spotting a wolf not far off.

Koby made sure he could be seen, he was aware many canines saw him as a threat. "Hello! Are you in need of sssome help?" he called out, looking to make sure he knew what trail to take. It was thick sure, but the territory didn’t seem too big. With a name like the soulless forest he wondered what secrets it held. "I’m trying to make my way out myssself." English seemed to be the main language here so the cobra defaulted to that. His hood sat flat so the tall noodle tried to seem non threatening.