Exploring

Redrum’s ears flicked back at Wylan’s excited exclamation, his predatory gaze softening further as he listened. The red teen’s muscles twitched involuntarily, but his attention was fully on the winged wolf before him, despite the odd cock of his skull as he maintained his stance.

“Warlords’ cousin- heir,” Redrum repeated, his voice halting and uneven. He processed Wylan’s words, his curiosity piqued, a cheshire grin splitting his maw in two. “Spider. Interesting. Is Spider– a spider-wolf?”

As Wylan continued to talk about the Armada, Redrum’s tail flicked again, a sign of his growing interest. “Insomnia is- not a big- pack.” He admitted, his eyes narrowing thoughtfully, long ears twitching again. “Mother is- strong. Insomniac’s keep– to Insomnia. West.”

The mention of the hot water spouts to the north captured Redrum’s attention completely. His head tilted in that unnatural manner again, eyes widening slightly. “Hot water– exploding from the ground?” He echoed, his tone a mix of curiosity and awe. Golden eyes searched for the truth, like he could see the picture if he looked hard enough into Wylan’s eyes. “Does- it burn? Does– cold- cancel out- the boil?” This new information had ignited a rare excitement in the young heir.