where the hell have you been, loca!?

Ghoul sees her smirk and fights to rolls his eyes in response. His lips remain shut, too focused on her digging to really reply. As far as he knew, some wolves did bury their dead. It was possible other animals did too. Surely no one was stupid enough to hide their food near these towers. Were they? Skeptical as ever, he stares at them a bit longer before following her through the maze of spires.

His mind kept wandering in several different directions, always pulled back when Deluge would speak up. It's not until she's back at another spire does he shake his fur to release built up tension. Looking to where she's dusted off some soil at the bottom, he steps up close beside her for a better look. The markings don't make sense to him, but they might to someone else. "I think it does, but not sure what," he says calmly, ruby gaze inspecting the etchings even more to see if he can find anything familiar.

GHOUL