Exploring

Redrum's eyes gleamed with interest as he watched the other wolf, his predatory gaze locked onto them still. His long ears flicked back and forth, catching every sound around him, checking for hidden dangers lurking. Tension rippled through his body, uncertainty mingling with a strange curiosity.

“Redrum– is Redrum’s name.” He replied, his speech halting and uneven. His lips twisted into a spasmic grin, making his expression unintentionally menacing. “What is– winged wolf-bird’s– name?”

Despite the other wolf's friendly stance, Redrum remained tense and stiff. His head tilted in an almost unnatural manner as he spoke, eyes narrowing as he regarded the stranger with a mix of study and analysis, a realm he wasn’t much for. His tail flicked behind him, the intensity in his gaze making him seem ready to attack at any moment, even though he was merely trying to understand the stranger's intentions.