sounding polar

Rannoch's reply was met with widened eyes. Truthfully, the boy's instincts had tingled a bit in the elk's presence, but due to the massive size difference, his want to survive had overpowered the urge to attempt such stupidity. "Ah," he says thoughtfully, looking away from Rannoch and out to the sound around them. "So like the deer or rabbits the pack hunts," Maelstrom says this more to himself than to Rannoch, trying to connect the dots between what was what.

After a few quiet moments of walking along the border, he realizes they were getting closer to the pines that were also controlled by the Syndicate. "Well, I don't plan on eating you so do you wanna go explore the pines together?" He looks up to Rannoch, a puppy-like smile on his expression as his tail wags gently behind him.

"Maelstrom"