foreboding feeling

Ronan turned slightly, ears flattening. So many questions, not one wolf but two. Could hardly blame them, since he'd hauled ass to come and investigate as well, change like this was loud and blaring; near impossible to ignore. He shrugged a shoulder, wings tucking in tight against his sides. The tawny green wolf was nervous, dripped with trepidation but the pale one was curious, learned in a way that felt dangerous. Like she wouldn't know to leave well alone.

"Old. Lots of shit like this where I came from." The structures themselves were of little interest to Ronan, the shape and nature of it was foreign to him since time and the elements bent metal into all kinds of shapes. "Tremors though, red sky, not sure."

He paused then, the earthquakes had torn up the ground pretty badly. Gaping cracks split the ground, Ronan gave them a wary side eye as he gave them a wide berth and stepped over them with long strides, as if they'd give him bad luck.

"Came from the north, caused some landslides on the mountains."