Floorplan

There were so many wolves in the Armada he didn't know well, but for a private sort of wolf like himself that wasn't a huge surprise. Lately he'd been trying hard to step out of his comfort zone though and get to know other wolves within the pack, to learn to work with them for the greater good. Sniffing at the air, he tasted the stranger's scent and implanted it to memory as he took a few steps into the room, his pace lazy but deliberate somehow still.

"Hello. I can't say I know much about it, but always happy to learn," he confessed, taking another step. "I'm Bronze. One of the pack's warriors." Moving a bit closer, the large wolf sunk to his haunches, taking in what their surroundings. A fire had been stoked and there was a slab of iron lying in it.