Two bros chilling in a hot tub

The two cane corsos Maul and Cinder were the first to notice Erebos's presence. They announced it with guarded snarling and hackles raising as they threatened to get to their paws. Alaric shot them a small glare. "Not now, you two." He warned them sternly, watching as they settled back down into their positions. Alaric's gaze moved over to Erebos, who stepped into his hot spring pool. There was a mix of feelings bubbling in the Warmaw. Yet, he allowed it without protest. "I can't say I am anger either." He replied somewhat casually, keeping a watchful yet relaxed gaze on the man. He listened to the chuckle of Erebos, studied the half smile, and decided to relax a bit further. Alaric cleared his throat, trying to shoot away the awkwardness he felt at this nonviolent encounter. He never was a people person. "A days rest is always appreciated." He tried to make small talk, as awkward as it was.